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"You can’t give me what I want."
"You haven’t asked."
"What right do I have to ask?"
"You’re my wife-to-be." His gaze narrows.
"Fake wife-to-be," I whisper.
"We’re trying to keep it as real as we can for the sake of my family, aren’t we?"
I nod.
"So, ask. Pretend for the remainder of this trip, at least, what we have is real. What would you ask me then?"
"I’d ask you to fuck me."
31
Luca
Her words echo in my ears and seem to find a direct route to my heart, then to my balls. I never would have thought the two are connected, but when it comes to her, nothing I thought was certain seems to be anymore. Not the way my body reacts to her presence, not the way the feelings I swore never to unearth seem to bubble to the surface when I look at her. Not the way thoughts of her crowd my mind when she’s not around. How I obsess over her sweet scent, the quiver of her lips, the wobble of her chin, the way she scrunches up her forehead when she’s trying very hard not to ask something; until her curiosity gets the better of her and she does. How she looks at me with that half-pleading, half-angry expression that hints at her inner turmoil. How the touch of her skin sends my heartbeat into a frenzy, and my pulse rate into overdrive, not to mention how the thought of making her mine feels so right. So right. So mine.Mine. Mine. Mine.
My breathing speeds up, and my chest rises and falls. I look between her eyes and see the confusion I feel mirrored in them.
"Luca," she whispers, andcazzo, the blood drains to my groin. My cock lengthens, the thumping of my heart a cadence matched by thethump-thump-thumpof her.
I lean in closer, until I share breath with her. The glare from a streetlight shines through the window. I can make out every individual eyelash on her eyelids, the tiny beauty spot above her upper lip that’s so enticing I want to suck on it.
"Luca," her voice cracks and I blink.
What am I doing? Why is it that I can never act as planned around her? Why is it that I lose my mind every time I touch her?
"Sorry." I glance outside my window. "Didn’t mean to do that."
She stills.
I drum my fingers on my thigh. "It’s not far to the safe house. You’ll also find everything you need to get dressed for the ceremony, which is in a few hours."
"Luca," her voice is strident now. "Did you hear what I said?"
"I’ll have you back in time for your seven p.m. dress rehearsal tonight."
"Luca," she says through gritted teeth, "are you turning me down?"
I turn and look her up and down. "You don’t tell me what to do."
"So, you can paw me and it’s okay, but if I ask you to finish what you started, you get upset?"
"Something like that."
“But you told me to tell you what I wanted,” she growls.
“I didn’t say I was going to give it to you.”
She makes an angry sound at the back of her throat and my cock twitches. Goddamn, there’s nothing she can do that wouldn’t appeal to me, apparently.
"You are the most infuriating man I have ever met," she finally spits out.
