Chapter 222


    Sofia’s POV


    Once we were done with the food, the dishes got cleared away and then after a little while, deserts


    came rolling in.


    Ka was saying something into her husband’s ear and I was slowly kicking my chocte off my small


    fock when I felt a cold hand rest on my knees. I jolted a little and was quick to swallow the content in


    my mouth to avoid myself from choking, as I slowly turned my head around to stare at Luca. He wasn’t


    staring at me at the moment, he didn’t even give any kind of indication that he was currently drawing a


    weird pattern on my knees with his fingers and that it was making my cure start to throb a bit more.


    I was super aware of the fact that I had been moistened up down there due to how hot Luca was, and


    each time he kissed and touched me, it always managed to only make that heat get even more intense


    than it currently is at the moment. I shook my head a little and bit on the insides of my cheeks as I tried


    to ignore his hand that was nowying on my thighs and had sent goosebumps over my whole skin.


    I scoop up another spoon of the chocte and was about to insert it into my mouth, but Luca chose


    that particr moment to squeeze on my thighs, making my hands shake and my breath craze. To


    avoid embarrassing myself by making the chocte drop over my chest and dress, I dropped the


    spoon of chocte back on the desert and then I tried to tune out the fact that he was slowly moving


    his hands closer and closer to my core.


    I dragged in deep breaths and shook a little in my seat, blinking my eyes every little minute as I tried


    not to quiver when he started to nudge my thighs apart with his fingers. I had tried to not part them


    because the fear of one of our dates finding out what it was that we were currently doing, was deep in a


    reasonable part of my head. But Luca seemed to not care because heughed at what James had said


    Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    to him just as he nudged my thighs apart with his wrist and dragged his knuckles against my soaked


    underwear and I parted them instantly. I bit on my lower lip to stiffen my small cry.


    I began to ask myself why I had thought sitting beside Luca was going to be a good idea to begin with?


    This doesn’t seem like a good idea one bit. This seems like a really bad idea, but it didn’t stop me from


    parting my thighs even more and clenching my fists on the table when his knuckles continued to stroke


    over the front of my core through the wet part of my underwear, and I shuddered each time his


    knuckles grazed that particr part.