I wake up and stretch my body a little and instantly groan when I feel every inch of my body ache. Especially down there.

I feel like a virgin who had sex for the first time.

Luca's arms tighten around me when I try to get up. We are still somewhat in the same position we fell asleep in. Apparently too tired to even move during our sleep.

I lift my face from his neck and look at him, he has a slight smile on his lips. My fingers scratch at his stubble and I nuzzle my face back in his neck. I take a sniff and I somehow really like how he smells. Even when he smells like pure sex.

"Shower with me, love." I giggle softly and wrinkle my nose when I look back at him. He has his eyes opened.

"We really need a shower. We reek of sex."

He lightly tickles my waist and nudges my nose with his. "I like how you smell."

"Mhmm."

I untangle my self from him and he lets me. I wince when I try to sit up. I look over my shoulder and see him smiling proudly.

"Are you okay?" He covers his mouth with his hands so I can't see him smiling. I jokingly smack his chest and pout.

"I haven't had this much sex since I started college." He sits up and bites my lower lip.

"Is that so?" He hums against my lips.

Stupid me! Way to inflate his ego.

"Nah, I'm just joking." I try to stand up but he wraps his arms around me and nudges my waist with his nose. Right where it tickles most.

"Luca, stop." I wheeze out.

"Admit you're not joking." I'm laughing way to hard I wouldn't be even able to speak to admit it if I wanted to.

"No." I breathe.

We somehow end up with me on my back, his legs trapping me and his hands holding my hands above my head.

"I'll admit and say you're the best sex I've had in my life." His confession makes me still my attempts to free myself from him.

To be honest, he's probably also the best sex I've had in my life. But I feel that admitting that makes this more serious than it needs to be. We are just having fun, going with the flow. I hope we have a repeat of what we did last night but if it doesn't happen this will just be one of many one night stands.

Seeing my troubling facial expression he starts kissing my jaw, down to my throat. When he reaches the side of my neck he tickles me with his stubble and I start to laugh again.

He finally decided to stop torturing me with his tickles and we make our way inside the bathroom laughing. My eyes widen when I see myself in the mirror.

My hair is messy and tangled. I have a couple of hickeys on my boobs, my lips are still a little plump from last night. My skin has more glow to it from all the amazing orgasm he gifted me with.

He wraps his arms around my middle and rest his chin on my shoulder. I feel his erection poking my under back. I decide not to tease him because I don't think I can take anymore today.

He kisses the side of my throat and his lips linger there while still looking at me through the mirror. "You look beautiful." I rest my head on his shoulder and sigh. He turns me around in his arms and I wrap mine around his neck. His eyebrows furrow, "are you okay?" I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

He's been honest with me from the start, telling me he wanted me badly. That I'm the best lay he's had. I've always been honest with people as well. I always tell them how I feel and what's on my mind. But I don't know why I'm having trouble doing that with Luca. Maybe I'm afraid that I've I admit that, he'll have something over me and it will makes me vulnerable. And being vulnerable leads to heartbreak.

I feel his thumb caressing my cheek and I open my eyes to see him smiling softly at me. "Yesterday was the best sex I've had as well." I whisper eventually, deciding to go with my gut feeling and putting trust in Luca that he won't hurt me. "I really liked last night. And not just the sex, to be honest. I like spending time with you." His smile widens and he dips down to give me a sweet kiss. We break away and finally get in the shower.

When we get out of the bathroom I pull out a new thong and an oversized shirt. He keeps his towel wrapped around his waist while searching my room for his pants. "Our clothes are still by the front door." He nods and begins collecting the used condoms from the ground and throwing them in the bin. I open my window wide to let some new air inside. Then I strip the bed of the sheets.

I gather my hair into a bun while walking to the living room. I collect the scattered clothes when I hear his footsteps. I look up and my eyes immediately go to his dick. He walks straight to me and picks his pants from my hands. I keep my eyes directed downward. When he zips his zipper I look back into his eyes and he winks while walking past me to the kitchen.

"Do you want some coffee?"

"I don't really like coffee." I call from the doorway of my room, throwing my dress in the hamper.

"Really? You're like the first person to ever say that." He says.

He turns back to the coffee machine and I take a moment to appreciate his ripped back. Hmm, who knew backs could be so sexy.

I want to lick it.

I can't help myself when I walk to him and wrap my arms around his waist. He looks at me amusingly over his shoulder. I kiss his shoulder blade and the familiar scent of my peach scented shower gel makes me smile against his skin.

"So," he turns around and wraps his arms around me. "Since you turned in your designs yesterday, when do you need to finish the rest?"

"End of the month." So I still have a whole month to finish them.

"So this means you don't have anything planned for the rest of today?" His expression is hopeful.

"Correct."

"Great. Get dressed then." He taps my butt. I lift an eyebrow questionably. "I want to take you some place to kinda unwind a little. From the stress of last week."

"You aren't gonna tell me where we're going, are you?" He shakes his head. Pecks my lips and ushers me to my room. "At least tell me if I should dress fancy or not."

"Casual. And try not to wear a skirt or dress."

I open my closet and look at my clothes. Hmm, no skirt or dress. I reach for my mom-jeans styled short and a black shirt with a deep v neckline. I close the door to my closet and see him leaning on the wall drinking his coffee.

"What are doing?" He just shrugs. I take off my shirt and I can feel his eyes digging in my back. I put on the shorts and turn around before I put on my black shirt. His eyes dip down to my boobs and he smirks when he sees that I'm skipping wearing a bra.

We decided to go to his own dorm afterwards so he can change his clothes. I knew Sara and Alex wouldn't be there because they had a date planned.

I wasn't even surprised when I entered his room and saw it was clean and not messy at all. He and Alex live in the same dorm as Sara and I but at the boy's building complex. His desk on the other hand was scattered with papers and a few crumbled up on the floor beneath.

I take a seat on his bed. He drops his pants and view of his firm ass made me clench my thighs together. I see his reflection in the mirror in front of him and he's grinning while looking at me through it. He goes inside the bathroom and a framed picture on his dresser catches my attention.

It is two boys, probably around fourteen or sixteen, with their arms around each others shoulders and grinning, showing their teeth. I can tell that the boy on the left is Luca. His dark eyes what gave it away mostly. His long, curly and shabby hair a mess on top of his head. The other boy has light grey eyes. They look similar to each other, I assume they are brothers, but I'm not sure.

"That's my brother, Leo." He comes behind me and enfolds me with his arms.

"You two look cute." He chuckles and presses his lips to my neck. "How old is he?"

"He's two years younger. So eighteen." I hum.

"Is he going to U of M next year?"

"I don't know. He says he wants to take a gap year." I feel him shrug. I put the picture down and turn around after he releases me. I see that he also has a black shirt on and I don't know if he did it on purpose to match with me or if it was a coincidence. Nonetheless I flatten my fingers on his chest and stand on my tiptoes, he meets me in the middle and our lips connect. I immediately part my lips and his tongue sweeps across my own. I can't help the little moan that escapes me.

With great difficulty, I pull away from him. I give him one last kiss before grinning at him. "Should we go?" He nods, takes my hand and walks us out of his room and to our destination.