Cara's pov
A simple task like unlocking my apartment door was suddenly a very challenging one. My hands were shaky, Luca's were impatient. We needed to f**k each other before we went mad with desire.
The door be damned.
“f**k it.” I whispered as I bounded on him, wrapping my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.
Luca pinned me up against the stupid door, the both of us practically trying to eat our mouths off as we kissed with ferocity.
His hands on my body were so rough I was sure to have bruises all over by the time we were done. Not that it mattered to me, in fact, in some sick and twisted way, I loved the idea of Luca leaving evidence of his unhinged desire for me on my skin.
He growled into my throat, his fingers digging into the sides of my ribcage. “Can't… c
