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“You haven’tboughtme!” She squirms in my arms, trying to hit my chest, but she’s too close to me for it to be effective. Her fists barely do more than bounce against my hard, muscled pecs, and I chuckle deep in my throat as I watch her writhe in my grasp.
“Oh, but I have, Sofia. And I don’t mean that ridiculously expensive ring on your finger, or the thousands of dollars of new clothes hanging in your room, or the fancy party being thrown tomorrow night to celebrate a wedding that neither of us really wants. I gave you yourlife. And yet you have the absoluteaudacityto embarrass me in front of everyone tonight!”
“I didn’t mean to—” her lips part, and I want nothing more than to kiss them again.
“You have to mean everything you do in this life, Sofia. There is no room for mistakes, no room forI just didn’t think.”
“I didn’t ask for any of this!”
“Neither did I.” I stare down at her, my own chest heaving with frustration. I reach down, my hand sliding over her waist and down her hip, bunching in the lace of her dress there. “You can argue all you like that I don’t own you, Sofia, but all it would take is one phone call, and you’d be as good as dead. You’d spend your last few days looking over your shoulder until the bullet finally came. You’d end your life in a cold wet alley, or in your kitchen, or maybe in this very living room, if Don Rossi wasn’t patient.”
My hand slips under the fabric of her dress, and for the first time I feel the warm smoothness of her thigh, the firm silkiness of her skin. She gasps softly, and I feel my cock throb with need at even that tiny hint of desire.
“Some part of you knows it, Sofia. Your body knows it, even if you keep denying it.”
I trail my fingertips up her inner thigh, repressing a groan at the heat that I can feel there, radiating over my hand.
“And by the end of tonight, there will be no doubt.”
“What do you mean?”
Her voice is a tiny whisper, curling in the air between us like smoke.
“I mean this, Sofia.” My hand slides up her inner thigh, feeling the soft curve of it that fits into my palm. Her body jerks against me when my fingertips press against the silk of her panties, and my arm tightens around her. I can feel how wet she is even through the fabric. “You want me. You’re telling me that I don’t own you, that you don’t want any of this, but this tells a different story. What will I find if I slip my fingers under here, hmm?” I stroke my fingertips over the space between her thighs, and to my delight, she makes a small sound that’s almost a whimper.
I’m so fucking hard that it hurts. But tonight isn’t about my need to come, or how much I want to sink myself into the heat that I can feel burning against my fingers right now. It’s not about bringing Sofia pleasure, either.
It’s about making her understand her new reality, and her place in it.
“Nothing,” she whispers, squirming in my grasp. “Luca, please—”
“Please, what?” I smile down at her. I can feel her heartbeat against my chest, fluttering like a caged bird. I raise my voice a little, mimicking her breathy tone. “Please, Luca, slide your fingers inside my panties? Please, Luca, I’m so wet, I need to come?”
“No!” Her face flushes bright red, but my fingers are already at the edge, slipping beneath the silk. “That’s not what I mean, Luca, please, I—” She gasps as I brush over the crease of her inner thigh, edging towards that soft, wet flesh that I’m aching to touch. “No one’s ever—”
“I know,” I murmur, my voice dropping an octave, hoarse with desire. “I know how inexperienced you are, Sofia. How I’ll be the first to touch you in every way. It only makes me want to possess you more, to show you how completely and utterly you’ll belong to me, once you give in.”
“I won’t—”
“No?” My fingers slide over the soft outer folds of her pussy, and I feel her quiver in my arms. “You’re so wet that I can feel it here, too. And here—”
Sofia cries out in shock and surprise as I slip my fingers between her folds, and I have to grit my teeth against the shock of lust that runs through my own body at the feeling of her wet heat, my cock straining against my pants. I can’t stop myself from pushing it against her thigh, a wave of satisfaction filling me as I see her eyes widen when she feels the thick ridge of it. “You’ll beg me for it one day,” I growl down at her, my fingers sliding up through the slick heat between her legs until I find her small, throbbing clit. “You’ll beg for my cock instead of my fingers. But tonight, you’re going to beg me for something else.”
“What? I—”
I yank my fingers away from her, spinning her around. With one swift movement, I push her forward over the side of the leather couch, her hands going out to catch herself as I bend her over the arm. She starts squirming immediately, but I keep my hand on her lower back, holding her in place as I yank up the skirt of her dress.
“You said you weren’t going to—” Her fingers scratch at the leather, trying to push herself up, but I have her pinned down.
“I said I wasn’t going to fuck you, and I meant it.” It takes me all of a second to pull her panties down around her thighs, and the sight of Sofia bent over my couch, the silky fabric twisted around her thighs as her bare ass and the soft pouty lips of her pussy are bared to me for the first time is enough to make me feel like I might lose control altogether.
“Luca!”
“Lie still, or I’ll tie you up,” I warn her. I reach out with my right hand, the left still pinning her down with the skirt of her dress bunched in my fist, and run one finger down the crease between her thighs, gleaming wet with her arousal. “There’s so many things I could do to you that don’t involve my cock, Sofia. It could be my tongue here instead, tasting you, licking you until you writhe and beg and moan, teasing you until you’re desperate to come. Do you know how many times I can make a woman come with my tongue, Sofia?”
She shakes her head mutely, refusing to turn and look at me.
“I’ve lost track.” I slide my finger down. “I could make you come, though, Sofia, over and over again. I could leave you breathless and exhausted before I ever get to the point of my cock being inside of you. And by the time I was ready to fuck you, you’d be begging for it.”
