Luka's POV
It had been a few days since I'd visited my mother's house. I just couldn't stop thinking about that moment on the balcony. The taste of her lips on mine. How she involuntarily moaned underneath me. The strain of my boxers against my pants as her moan elicited a chain of emotions that I had long buried within me. My mind kept replaying the kiss over and over, bringing back sensations I'd tried to forget the moment I walked away from her.
I shouldn't have kissed Valeria, that much was obvious. It happened in the heat of the moment, driven by anger and frustration. But I'd be lying if I said I regretted it because the truth was I liked it more than I should have. Seeing her melt in my arms gave me the satisfaction that I could still excite her, still have her moan for me. The w
