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When the driver opened the door to let them out, they were sitting respectably, side by side, thighs pressed together, hands clasped.
Hand in hand, they strode through the hotel lobby, their minders, who had been in the car behind them, having to hurry to keep pace. Luca could only hope no one was paying enough attention to notice the enormous erection straining through his trousers, or spotted that more of Grace’s orange lipstick covered her face than her lips.
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For Grace, the journey up in the private elevator was little more than torture, the presence of the lift’s concierge preventing her from doing anything more than cling to Luca’s hand. If she had any doubts about what they were about to do, it was too late. The charge had become an inferno.
The second they were in the privacy of their suite, she was in his arms, her hands wrapped round his neck, drinking kisses that scorched, firing her blood.
Luca pushed her against the wall by the door and pressed against her, a hand tracing up her thigh and bunching the skirt of her dress up to her waist.
‘Grace,’ he groaned huskily, nipping at her bottom lip before reclaiming her mouth, his fingers playing at the rim of her knickers.
She slipped a hand down the front of his shirt, all the way down to his trousers, lower, until she reached the hardness of his erection. A noise came from his throat, almost a groan, a husky sound that speared her skin. Quickly, she undid the button and pulled the zip down, tugging his trousers and snug boxers down past his hips, allowing him to spring free. With fervoured hands, she held his length and rubbed a thumb over the head, rediscovering the hard, velvet smoothness. If ever an erection was beautiful, Luca’s was it. Once she had made him lie on their bed naked, cajoled him with her mouth and tongue until he was as solid as rock then, with a wicked grin, had backed away and sketched him.
Now she had no intention of backing away.
Forget a bed. Forget foreplay. Forget everything. It had been so long.
She gasped as her knickers were ripped off and discarded, and when he inserted a finger into her sodden warmth she moaned and ground herself against him, wanting more, needing more.
All she wanted was to feel him deep inside her, filling her and fulfilling her as only Luca could, and she almost screamed in frustration when he moved his hand away and reached round to clench her buttocks, lifting her off her feet.
Immediately she released her hold on him and grabbed his shirt, pulling him so he was flush against her.
He broke their kiss and stared at her with a hungry, animalistic look, his eyes devouring her. ‘You are the sexiest woman on the planet,’ he said, the words coming out as a growl before he smothered her mouth.
Gripping one of her thighs, he raised it, giving her the extra lift she needed to wrap her legs around his waist, his strength supporting them both.
In one sure move he was inside her.
She cried out his name, tearing her mouth from his, biting his earlobe. There was no time to savour the feeling because it wasn’t enough. Not nearly enough. All the cells inside her felt ready to explode.
Clinging to him, she buried her face in his shoulder and breathed in his musky scent, nipping at the salty flesh.
It was as if they’d never been apart, their bodies perfectly in tune to the other’s needs. And what they both needed was release.
She met every carnal thrust as if it were the last, could feel the pulsations within her core thicken. Luca’s groans deepened and she knew his control was hanging by a thread, something she had always revelled in, the knowledge that this sexy bear of a man wanted her so badly. He knew her body as well as if it were an extension of his own. By pushing her thighs apart just a little and raising her slightly higher against the wall, he deepened the penetrations.
And then she was there. Closing her eyes tightly, she ground into him, her climax careering through her like a cresting wave, the ripples spreading out into every cell from the ends of her toes to the tips of her fingers and up to the strands of her hair.
He plunged into her with one final thrust, before losing his control with a cry, breathing heavily into her hair as together they wrung out every last millimetre of pleasure.
For an age they stayed that way, holding on to each other tightly until the spasms subsided and clarity broke through the haze.
Reluctant though she was to break the union , Grace’s legs became limp and unfurled from around him.
Luca laughed lightly and withdrew from inside her, holding her waist securely while she found her feet.
‘Okay?’ he asked, brushing his lips to her neck.
‘I think so.’ She wrapped her arms more tightly around him and swayed into his chest, nestling her head into his shoulder. She could feel the thud of his heart reverberating through him, and gave a wistful sigh at the familiarity.
