Luca And Giulia Kiss Novels & Stories

Without another word, he leaned in again, his lips claiming hers in a kiss that was both tender and passionate. His hands slid to her waist, pulling her closer until their bodies were pressed tightly together, leaving no space between them. The kiss deepened, filled with a hunger they had both denied for too long. Luca’s hands moved to the zipper of her dress, his fingers fumbling slightly as he pulled it down, his touch lingering on her skin as the fabric fell to the floor.

Luca tossed the night gown aside and pulled her closer, kissing the back of her neck while his hands held her waist so firm. Luca placed her hair on her left shoulder and kissed her back. Vivian tried to break off from him but he grabbed her hand and pulled her back, making her face him. He touched her face and kissed her forehead and her lips. He tried looking into her eyes but she looked away. Luca kissed her neck. Vivian wasn't in the mood for anything and she doesn't have the desire to be intimate with Luca especially ever since she met Gavin again. Vivian broke off from him and picked up her jacket and tried leaving the room. Luca grasped her hand and pulled her back.

Something dark hiding behind that smile. "Now you may kiss—" Luca cut the priest short by groping my ass in front of everyone and pulling me close. He pressed his lips against mine and then squeezed my ass making me gasp. A perfect opening to penetrate into my mouth. He did, and twirling his tongue around mine and eating my lips up like his life depended on it.

Both of my hands move to cup my face to deepen the kiss. After a few moments, I break the kiss and look at her in the eyes. "You really talk too much tonight," I said and her lips parted but no words coming out from it. "Let's go home," I hold her hand and lead the way to the car. I am shocked because I even open the door for her now. I can't believe what just happened. "Lucas?" she said my name. "hm?" I answer. "What it is, Gia?" I ask again but she just stays quiet.

“I was wrong because love doesn’t always look the way you expect. Sometimes it looks like two broken people who find a way to be whole together. And that’s what you are.” He lifted his glass higher. “To Luca and Lila may you always find your way back to each other, no matter what tries to tear you apart.” The guests lifted their glasses, and a soft chorus of cheers rose around us. I blinked fast to clear the moisture in my eyes, squeezing Luca’s hand. He leaned in, brushing his mouth over my cheek. “Don’t cry,” he murmured, his breath warm. “You’ll make me look sentimental.” I laughed, even though it came out watery.

Luca walked in, his shirt half-buttoned, eyes still sleepy. “You both look like hell,” he said. “Did something happen?” Marcus nodded toward me. “Julian made out with the girl who took everything from us.” Luca blinked. “Seriously?” “It was a mistake,” I said quickly. Luca dropped into the armchair like this was some movie. “Tell me everything.” “I’m not telling you shit.” “She kissed you back?” Luca asked. I didn’t respond. “Damn,” he said, grinning. “She’s playing you like a fiddle.”

“Luca, please stop!” “You simply refuse to listen!” He shouted at me, his eyes shifting from a vibrant electric blue to a deep, unsettling black. “I should take immediate action against her; it’s important for you to learn a valuable lesson.” “Please, Luca,” I begged, watching her desperate struggle for survival. Overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment, I lost all self-control and impulsively kissed Luca. The world seemed to freeze, and the sound of Alaya’s body hitting the ground echoed in the silence. I embraced him passionately, pulling him closer by the back of his neck. His tongue sought entrance eagerly, and I let him explore before reluctantly breaking away, gasping for air. “Why d

I saw the relief wash over Luca as he shook his head. "I ‘Il see you later," he said, grabbing his sweatshirt and walking towards the door. "Bye." He stopped walking and turned around, almost hesitantly. Luca took a few steps in my direction and grabbed my t-shirt to pull me into his chest. Before I could ask what he was doing, Luca threw his sweatshirt onto the counter behind me, grabbed my face with one hand and wrapped the other arm around my waist, pulling me into a kiss. There's no telling how long we would have stood there had the kettle not begun to whistle loudly. Luca pulled away with a groan and turned off the burner.

He pulled out but stayed on top of me, his weight supported on his forearms. He kissed the corner of my mouth, then my lower lip until he dipped his tongue into me for a delicious kiss. We kissed for a long time, our slick bodies pressed against each other. I wasn’t sure how long we lay like that, kissing, but eventually I could feel Luca getting hard again. He’s about to thrust into me again when his phone buzzes I turned to look at the screen displayed on the screen is who I never thought “Zita..”