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“Do you have any idea how difficult it is not to take you right here?” he groans.
I smile. “I don’t think anybody at the party would appreciate that.”
He presses down on the small of my back, his hot palm burning through the fabric of my dress. It feels like he’s tattooing my body with the heat of his touch.
When I hesitate, he says, “Don’t overthink it, Ruby. You’re so clever, my perfect historian, but sometimes, you have to live in the now. Sometimes, you must forget about sources, evidence, and quantitative and qualitative analyses.” He smirks. “Don’t look so shocked. I’ve been doing some research about your passion. It’s interesting.”
I place my hand on his chest, feeling his hammering heartbeat. “No pressure?” I say.
“No pressure,” he says huskily. “Just you. Just me. Just this heat.”
“Just this light,” I whisper.
He takes my hand, leading me from the party. I don’t stop to think if we’re being rude to everybody else, if I should tell Mom and Dad or Lexi where we’re going. I just let the moment and my man sweep me up, ignoring the slight twist of nerves deep inside telling me I won’t be able to do this.
CHAPTER 29
Luca
As I guide her into the hotel room, letting go of everything that’s happened is easy. Nate, the phone, the darkness… It all fades to meaningless when I close the door and turn to my woman.
She’s wearing a ruby-colored dress cut just above the knee, showing a tempting, mouthwatering preview of her thick, creamy thighs. The dress comes up to her neck, dignified and beautiful, highlighting the subtle makeup on her face that draws out her natural perfection.
Her chest rises and falls the more I stare at her, getting quicker, causing her curvy tits to sway beneath the fabric.
“You’re so damn perfect,” I growl, trembling all over as I step forward and sweep her into my arms.
She makes that half-surprised moaning noise as I lean down and crush my lips against hers. I’ll never tire of hearing that—the excitement, the shock at something new. Every time we kiss, it’ll feel like the first time.
She giggles through the kiss when I prop my hands under her thick, curvy ass and lift her up. Carrying her into the room, I lay her on the bed, leaning down and staring into her eyes. She gazes up at me with an attractive glimmer in her eyes and her pursed lips, like she’s waiting for me to kiss her again.
I remember what she said—no pressure—which means she’s still nervous about the whole virgin thing.
“I’m going to be nice,” I tell her, leaning down and gently kissing her on the neck. “… which is going to be difficult for me.”
She laughs gently, smoothing her hand through my hair and down my back as I keep kissing her, tasting her, owning her. “I don’t know. You feel pretty nice to me…”
As I kiss her, I smooth my hand up her leg, savoring every inch of her curvy, hot body. Her hand tightens on my back when I slip under her dress and get closer and closer to her underwear. I can feel her heat, her wetness. It’s like her body is begging me to fuck her.
It’s like her body is telling me to forget this whole “be nice” thing and tear her dress off, tear her underwear away with my teeth, bring my hard dick to her entrance, and drive in, deep, hard. Drive in until she doesn’t have to wonder if she can take me.
Instead, I bring my hand to her underwear and push down, slowly moving my fingers over her clit. She moans right into my ear. I turn my face to better catch the noise. It surges through my body and right to my dick, making me even harder, my tip burning with the continuous release of precome.
I rub up and down her underwear, feeling her wetness against my palm, smearing it all over her folds and her clit before I grab the fabric and tug it down to her knees. It pushes her knees together like I’m trapping her here, another sign of my complete ownership over her. She whimpers when I bring my finger to her entrance, moving it in circles around it, teasing her.
“You don’t have to be that nice,” she whisper-moans.
I lean back, keeping my hand on her virgin pussy, letting me look down into her face. She gazes back up at me with her mouth open, her excited eyes wide and horny-as-fuck.
“Don’t tempt me,” I growl. “All this talk about forgetting the darkness… but you make me want to be pretty damn dark, Ruby.”
She shifts against me like she’s chasing the pleasure of my hand. “It just feels so, so good,” she says, averting her eyes.
“Don’t…” I slip my finger into her a little bit. “You dare…” A little bit more, feeling her entrance widen for me, her heat enveloping my touch as I push in inch by inch. “Get shy on me.”
