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I bite my lip and do as he says, spreading my legs shyly to expose the evidence of my arousal, and he makes a deep, hoarse sound that goes straight to my damp, pulsing sex. His eyes darken and nostrils flare, and I don’t need to look down to tell what’s got him this way. Not when I am this wet. Not when I can feel the evidence of my own arousal on my thighs, wetter than I have ever thought I could possibly get, but Luca did this to me.
With his body, his hungry gaze, and his deep husky voice.
“Damn,” he growls. “Look how slick you are, princess, and I haven’t even touched you.”
His words send a hot shiver coursing through my body and moisture gathering at my sex, and I long to hide the effect this man has on me even with the distance between us, but I am helpless to him. It shames me deeply, but I know I would give anything he asks of me. The fact that I just met him and know little to nothing about him doesn’t seem to matter now.
Watching him watch me with such undiluted desire is enough to send my head reeling, and I want more of it.
He makes a broken sound when I lift my palm to my breast and cup it, pinching the aching nipple with my fingers. The move is meant to tease him, but I whimper from the pleasure that shoots up my spine. I slide my hand down my stomach and tomy naked sex, finger trembling as I slide it over the valley of my sex.
“Fuck!” he curses as he unzips his pants, and I watch with bated breath as he tugs his briefs down to draw out his cock, and I gasp at the impressive girth. He starts stroking his thick shaft in his fist, and when I look up, it’s to find his eyes trained on me.
This feels forbidden . . . Thisisforbidden. Luca represents everything that I have been raised to despise . . . but I can’t stop. I can’t bring myself to turn away from this man.
“You are trouble,” he says harshly, his thoughts echoing my own, as he strokes his cock fast, his dark eyes trained on me. “You make me want to drop to my knees and worship you. Finger your juicy pussy, eat you up until you’re all I can taste on my tongue, and then fuck you against that piano until you’ve forgotten how to play the damned thing.”
“Why don’t you?” The words slip out before I know what I am doing.
“You don’t want me to touch you, little girl.”
“Why not?” I challenge, feigning bravery.
“I would break you,” he says hoarsely, his nostrils flaring with so much desire, it has my sex clenching with need. “You can’t handle me. Not now. Not like this.”
My face falls a little at his words as disappointment filters in. “But I want you to,” I say with a pout, a needy whine rising up my throat as the thought of pleasuring myself with only my inexperienced hands as he watches leaves me feeling dissatisfied. I look down, unwilling to see his reaction to my vulnerability. “I—I’ve never done anything like this with anyone else before, never had someone touch me, and . . . I want you to be the first.”
A long silence follows, and my cheeks burn with mortification, but when I look back up, it’s to find Luca’s eyes still trained on me, but this time, I read surprise written all over his face.
“You’re a virgin,” he says huskily, and I swallow deeply before nodding. He makes an anguished sound before pushing his hard cock back into his pants and zipping himself up.
“Luca . . . is that a bad thing?”
He shakes his head as he adjusts his pants. “No, it’s not, princess,” he says getting up, and I watch with bated breath as he approaches me. “It makes me want you even more.”
He stops right in front of me, grabs my chin, and tips my head up. “You should never have walked through those doors tonight.”
“But I did,” I whisper shakily.
“You did,” he agrees, rubbing his thumb over my cheek, which makes my heart swell with warmth. “And now, there is nothing that’s going to stop me from claiming you.”
There is little warning before his lips descend on mine in a toe-curling kiss. I whimper into the kiss as his lips part over mine with so much need it leaves me achy and sensitive. I lift my fingers to his firm chest, moaning when our tongues touch and move in an erotic dance against each other.
It’s my first kiss.
The first time I have felt desired, wanted, and I never want it to stop.
Our breaths turn shallow as the kiss grows hot and desperate, and I lose myself in his taste and smell. Christ, everything about him is perfect. My head swims both from thekiss and his musky scent, but it’s his touch that almost drags me to the edge.
I cry out against his lips when his fingertips skim my nipples, the feeling more heightened than when I did it myself. Intense pressure gathers between my legs, so strong it sends a fresh wave of heat pooling there until I can feel a trickle down my thighs.
I drop my hand between my thighs to ease the ache, but Luca grabs me before I can touch myself. “Please,” I whimper into the kiss, my body shaking with need.
Luca pulls back from the kiss, his eyes on me as he fondles my left breast in his palm, taking the aching nipple between his fingers and tugging gently. “You are no longer allowed to touch yourself.”
“Please . . .”
He leans down and pecks my lips, kissing a path down my chin. His heavy breath fans my skin sending a rush of heat through my core. I writhe on the bench, my sex aching with need for relief, but Luca is set on torturing me with his feathered kisses, but when he dips his head and takes my aching nipple into his hot mouth, there is nothing teasing about the way he sucks at the bud.
