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Sure, I have always made it clear that I want no part in the family business. But I’m still his daughter, and they’re still my family.
Luca’s return home and his heated touch have me shoving those thoughts aside to focus on the man in front of me. I want to know how his meeting with the Italian don went. Nervous anticipation skitters under my skin as I reach over and turn off the stove before following Luca into his master bedroom. His lips are on mine the second we’ve walked through the door. So much for talking.
He’s much gentler than usual, his kisses long and drawn out, that for a moment, I forget everything but this.
God, he feels tailor-made for me. Everything about him, from the way he touches me to how he responds to my shy caresses, makes it feel like we’re the only people on earth.
When I strip out of my shirt, leaving my body naked, it’s to see his rugged features tighten with lust. He runs his hungry eyes over my body as he backs me to the bed. I spy the massive ridge on his pants, and the glint in his dark eyes is a testament to his desire.
I bite my lip when my legs hit the bed and I fall back. Luca climbs on after me with nostrils flaring like a wild predator scenting prey. “Don’t ever think of leaving me, Katya.”
His words sound like a threat, but instead of fear, all it does is make a hot shiver race through my body, and when he drops his lips to my skin, raking his teeth along my sensitive flesh, he sends a pulsating flutter between my legs in ways only he has ever managed to.
And when he kisses me, all I can think about is spending the rest of my life with this man. I long to feel this deep connection with him every day for the rest of our lives.
“I won’t leave,” I promise, and his features soften but not completely.
Luca seems set on giving me more solid reasons to stay when he skims his fingertips over my nipples before dipping his head and closing his hot mouth around the aching buds. My back arches with a sob as he sucks lightly at first before increasing the pressure.
“Luca.” A whimper slips out as he pleasures me with his mouth, rocking his erection against my hip as he does so. He kisses a trail up my body, and I cry out when he kisses the sensitive spot under my ear.
“I could cum just from kissing you, Katya,” he rasps, pressing the steel ridge of his clothed shaft against my bare sex. “You feel how hard you make me, princess?”
I push up against his body, rubbing against his cock and no doubt staining his pants with my juices. “Yes.”
“Only you can do this.” His voice carries hints of frustration in it. “Only you have ever driven me to the point of madness. With this body, and your perfect smile, and the way you talk, how could I not love you?”
I still. “L-love me?”
His words bring me pause, but he doesn’t take them back. Instead, he pushes up and drops his hand over my head, staring down at me with enough desire in his eyes to send moisture pooling in my sex.
“Yes, Katya,” he breathes, leaning down and brushing his lips softly against mine. “I love you.” He kisses my cheek before nipping at my neck even as he works down his zipper. “I love everything about you, from the way you look to your beautiful, pure heart.”
“Luca!” I sob when I feel the hard press of his cock against my entrance, quickly wrapping my legs around his hips as he slides in slowly past my drenched folds and into my slick opening.
“You are mine, Katya. There is little I wouldn’t do to make sure it stays that way!” he growls, capturing my mouth with his in a long passionate kiss, one that sends my toes curling in pleasure.
I whimper against his lips as we make love, this time different from anything we’ve done before. I slide my hands down his back and claw at his shoulders as he thrusts into me with slow powerful drives, sending a rush of wetness between us. My thighs tremble, and ecstasy coils in my stomach as every thrust has him sinking deeper into me. “Luca . . . faster, please!”
He gives into my desire, sliding his arm underneath my thigh and draping my leg over his shoulder, bringing him impossibly deeper into my sex. My eyes roll back in my head as pleasure shoots up my spine and down to the tips of my toes when he starts fucking me earnestly.
“Mine!” he grunts, driving into me with powerful strokes, each move sending me closer and closer to the edge, and whenhe drops his thumb between us, strumming my clit in circles, he sends me flying off the cliff.
My muscles clamp hard around his hardness as my lips part in a scream, my walls constricting around his shaft in jerking moves that send him falling right after me. Luca comes with a bellow, driving his cock into me with a final violent thrust as he pumps his warm seed into my womb. He fucks me through the orgasm, my muscles spasming around his length and milking him of everything before he collapses on top of me.
We lie on the bed in silence, the only sound in the room our harsh breathing, and I can’t help but replay his words.
He said he loves me.
He . . .loves me.
“We should probably go and try your chili,” Luca says, dropping his elbow over my head and pushing up to look down at me. I read the affection in his face, and it floors me.
That someone like him could love me.
“Okay,” I whisper, too choked up to say another word. But as we make our way back to the kitchen, it occurs to me that he’d wanted to talk about something.
“How did your meeting with Matteo go? What was it we need to talk about?”
