LUCA'S POV

His tongue swept into my mouth like he was trying to taste meㅡ dominate me.

His fingers tugged harder on my head and I gasped, throwing my head back with a wince that morphed into a moan when his teeth dragged over my neck, tongue licking at the skin there.

Shit.

I held back the urge to moan when the hard planes of his chest pressed hard against mine, pinning me against the wall so that I had nowhere to move to.

“You always say you don't want me, hm?” His voice was rough, bouncing off the shower walls. “But how do you explain this?”

His hand wrapped...