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‘Gatita,’he murmured roughly against her hungry mouth. ‘In ten seconds I’m going to have you naked on the floor, so if that’s not what you want you’d better tell me right now.’

‘I want it.’ There was no hesitation in her voice, no coy dancing around the subject. ‘Cristiano, please—I want it.’

Desire soaked through every husky word, and when he lifted his head and looked down into her eyes a part of him was shocked by the nakedness of her desire. Because she made no effort to hide it. Everything she felt was laid bare for him to see, exposing a vulnerability he was sure she hadn’t meant to expose.

He could use that against her if he chose—get her to do anything he wanted if he handled it right. Even convince her to be his wife, for example. And if he’d been a more unscrupulous man...

What are you talking about? You are an unscrupulous man.

Oh, he was. But there was something innocent about Leonie, an honesty that he found almost painful. And he could not bring himself to take advantage of it.

Though she should know better than to let herself be so vulnerable—especially with a man like him. He was dangerous and hadn’t he told her that? She needed to be more wary, more on her guard.

He bent his head further, moving his mouth to her jaw, kissing down the side of her neck and nipping her again in sensual punishment. But, again, she didn’t push him away, only pulled harder on his shirt instead, as if she wanted more.

It was like petrol being poured over an already blazing fire, making his own passion leap high and hot.

Without another word, he lifted her into his arms and carried her over to the soft silk rug in front of the empty fireplace. Then he laid her down on it and took the hem of her T-shirt in his hands, dragging it up and over her head.

She didn’t stop him, and a wave of gorgeous pink swept down her throat and over her chest as he uncovered her. The colour turned her eyes a vivid blue and made the plain black bra she wore stand out. But not for long. He undid the catch and stripped that from her, too, leaving her upper body bare.

Instantly her hands went to cover herself, but he caught her wrists, preventing her. ‘No,’ he said roughly, unable to keep his voice level. ‘I want to look at you.’

She swallowed, but there was no resistance in her as he pushed her down onto her back, taking her arms above her head and pinning them to the rug, gripping her crossed wrists in one hand.

Lying there stretched out beneath him, all silky pale skin, her breasts exposed, hard nipples flushed a deep pink, she was the most delectable thing he’d ever seen.

He stared down into her eyes, watching the passion that burned there burn even higher as he stroked his free hand up and down her sides.

‘Cristiano...’ she said breathlessly, shivering.

‘What it is,gatita? Do you need more?’ He moved his hand to cup one of those perfect breasts, felt her skin hot against his palm. ‘This, perhaps?’

‘Oh...’ she sighed. ‘That’s so—’

She broke off on a gasp as he rubbed his thumb over one hard nipple before pinching it, watching the pleasure chase itself over her lovely face. Her body arched beneath his hand, her lashes half closing.

‘Oh...that’s so good. More...’

His little kitten was demanding.

Yours? Already?

Maybe. And why not? No one else had claimed her, so why couldn’t he? She was so very responsive, so very rewarding. Making her gasp like that might even become addictive.

He pinched her again, rolling her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, making her writhe. ‘You’d best be more respectful,’ he murmured, teasing the tip of her breast relentlessly. ‘Please and thank you are always welcome.’

‘Please...’ She moaned softly, arching yet again beneath him. ‘Please, more...’

‘So obedient.’ He eased his hand lower, over the soft skin of her stomach to the fastening of her plain black trousers. ‘I like that, though. I like how you beg for me.’

Flicking open the button of her trousers, he grabbed the zip and drew it down. Then he pushed his hand beneath the fabric and over the front of her underwear. She shuddered as his fingers traced her through the damp cotton, pleasure and a certain wonder making her eyes glow. She was looking at him as though he’d shown her something amazing, the most precious thing in all the universe.

‘Oh...’ Her eyes went very wide as he pressed a finger gently against the most sensitive part of her and then circled around it, making her hips shudder and lift. ‘What are you doing?’ She didn’t sound alarmed, only a little shocked.

‘Giving you pleasure.’ His voice came out rougher than he’d intended. ‘Does it feel good, Leonie? Does it feel good when I touch you?’

‘Yes, oh, yes...’ The breath sighed out of her and her gaze fixed to his, more wonder and amazement in her eyes. ‘I never thought...it would...feel like this.’

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