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I should do the right thing. Pull back and thank him for coming over and being honest with me. Or tell him I’m starving and to get cracking with dinner and start keeping my distance. Anything but this. Because there’s not a woman on the planet that could fight this pull. He’s so?—
“Fuck it.” In an instant, his warm, soft lips are on mine, and I nearly faint. The intoxicating feeling as he nibbles on my lowerlip before sealing his mouth with mine again, using the perfect amount of pressure. His kiss is setting my soul on fire.
Luca holds my face between his hands, angling me just where he wants so he can deepen the kiss. His tongue teases my lips just before sliding into my mouth and the headiness of it practically making me swoon. I can’t contain the moans escaping me.
Digging my fingers deeper into his scalp, I hold on as he plunges his tongue into my mouth, mimicking the same rocking motion his pelvis is doing as it bucks into mine. His kiss is hungry. His grip fierce. His cock is hard between my legs, and I’m sure my panties are soaked. I’ve never felt anything like this in my life.
“Luca, I?—”
My voice stills when I see he’s pulled back and is looking down at my chest. More specifically, the gold pendant he’s now holding up from where it hung between my breasts.
Oh, shit.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Luca
“I didn’t steal it,I swear!” Jillian pleads. “I honestly kept meaning to give it to you. I even drove up to the hospital the day you were discharged and tried to see you, but you were already gone.” Her words are coming out fast and furious, almost manic. “I know I should’ve turned it in to security, but I think deep down, I just wanted to see you again.”
She drops her head and covers her face with her hands. She looks mortified. I’ve only known this girl a short while, but there is no part of Jillian Geller that’s a thief. I’m certain of it.
“Shhh, Tesoro mio. It’s okay. I believe you. You’d never take something that didn’t belong to you.”
Her deep blue eyes connect with mine, and the relief that washes over her is palpable. “I can’t believe how many times I tried to give it to you. I was only wearing it to make sure I didn’t lose it. Plus, I thought if I had it on me when I saw you, I’d be able to return it.” Her cheeks pinken as they have so many times since I’ve met her. “But whenever we’re together…” She pausesand leans in closer, whispering, “You do something to my brain. I can’t think straight.”
Her words set my libido on fire. I crash my mouth back over hers and pull her into me. Dropping my lips to the column of her throat, I slowly trace the links of the chain against her skin with my tongue, stopping to lick those collarbones I’ve dreamed about since the night I saw her wearing that little sundress in Luigi’s. I expected her skin to taste of blueberries, but maybe that’s her pussy. The thought of it makes me growl, and I have to reach down to readjust the painfully swollen rod in my pants.
“Is it wrong that now all I can picture is you wearing my chain? And nothing else?”
Now she’s groaning along with me. What is happening here? I literally just got done telling her I couldn’t have a relationship with her.
So don’t be a dick, Luca.
But instead, all I can think about is stripping her naked, all but that damn chain. Hell with spaghetti Bolognese, all I want to do is spread her wide on this counter and eat her sweet pussy for dinner.
“Fuck, we shouldn’t be doing this. But I want you. I want you so fucking bad,” I blurt, before diving back in for another glorious kiss. This can’t just be me. She’s grinding her sex against my raging erection, digging her fingers into my ass like I’d possibly try to walk away right now. I’m utterly amazed my zipper can withstand this amount of pressure.
“Ho un’incredibile voglia di te.”
“Oh, god,” she moans, grinding even harder into me. I can feel the warmth from her sex as it comes in contact with my throbbing dick. It’s like pouring gasoline on this inferno. The temptation to unzip, pull her tiny panties to the side, and plunge my aching cock into her molten center has me shaking with need.
Unable to control myself, I trail my hands down her sides, stopping briefly to cup her perfectly sized tits. God, I want to rip this little dress open and feast on them. On all of her, but I’m already dangerously close to losing it.
I drop one hand down to the hem of her dress and slide it beneath, her heat nearly causing second-degree burns as I rub the pads of my fingers along the seam of her panties. Slipping my fingers inside, I groan into her ear, “Fammi sentire come sei bagnata.” The backs of my knuckles glide back and forth over her slick flesh, and I nearly come in my pants.
As if I’ve flipped some sort of switch, her fingers dig into my scalp as she cries out. I’ve barely touched her, and she’s coming apart. Oh, I want to strip her naked. See if that blush she gives me so often travels down to her swollen pussy. I’m about to push her down on the island and bury my cock balls deep inside her when?—
“We’re back!”
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Luca
“Is Nemo here?”Caleb yells from the front door.
I hurriedly pull Jillian down off of the countertop, and we scamper to make sure everything is covered. I think my pulse is racing faster than it was moments ago, when we were all over each other.
Suddenly, he comes running to stand beside us. “Can we have another pizza party?”
