Page 17 of Keeping Lucy


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The gesture made me smile. “And we would never eat stuff like this. He would always police what I ate: I think he was worried about me overshadowing him.” As if Dante would need to worry about anyone overshadowing him.

“Forgive me for saying so, but he sounds like a real fuckhead, Lucy. I don’t know how you put up with him for all those years.”

“Yeah, I’m starting to wonder that myself.”

“You’re amazing, and gorgeous, and hot as hades. You deserve better. Much better.”

He spoke with such intensity that I paused in the action of stabbing my fork into the beef. “Um, thanks.”

“I mean it, Lucia. I know, I know, this is just a dirty weekend and we’re going our separate ways on Monday, but I want you to know this and fully believe it. You. Deserve. Better. Are you listening to me?”

I nodded wordlessly. I couldn't speak around the sudden tightness in my chest.

He leaned forward, grabbing my hand. “You deserve what your parents have, for all the reasons you just said. You deserve someone who is passionately devoted to you and lives to make sure you’re happy. Don’t settle for less. You got me?”

“Yes.”

“Say it.”

“I deserve someone who is passionately devoted to me and lives to make sure I’m happy and I won’t settle for less.”

“Good girl.” He let go of my hand and leaned back in his chair, his sudden intensity dissipated. “Now, tell me what you think of the steak.”

The final course arrived, a beautiful dish of edible flowers and a sugary syrup and once we’d eaten our fill of that, Dante got the bill. “What now?”

“How about a movie?”

“Sounds good.”

It was a quick cab ride to the nearest cinema, and in less than ten minutes, we were standing in line, looking at the Now Playing screen. Nothing really grabbed my attention, so I turned to Dante. “Anything you wanna see?”

Toying with my hair as he perused the list, he said, “Yeah, the ten fifteen session looks good.”

I frowned, squinting at the screen. Maybe I needed glasses, but I couldn’t see any movies listed for ten fifteen. “Which one is that?”

“It’s a private screening in my room with two amazing stars.” He leaned into me and whispered in my ear. “It’s calledLucy Cooper Comes All Over My Cock.”

I burst out laughing, even as heat flashed through me and I blushed like crazy. “That sounds perfect.”

We turned without another word and left the cinema, hailing yet another cab. As soon as we were in the back seat, and he had given the hotel details to the driver, Dante pulled me hard against him and kissed me hungrily. I gave as good as I got, tangling my tongue with his, pushing my fingers through his hair, pressing myself against him urgently.

Pulling up out front of the hotel, Dante thrust a fifty-dollar bill into the driver’s hand, growled, “Keep the change,” and dragged me from the cab. The elevator ride up to our room took forever, since we’d got in with two older couples who were going to the floor above ours. The whole ride up, Dante kept his hand firmly on my ass, holding me close to him, like he just couldn’t bear to keep his hands off me. Finally, we hit the twenty-second floor and were in the room in under five seconds. Dante immediately started stripping me, pushing off my coat, dragging my sweater over my head, kneeling in front of me to unzip my chocolate brown leather boots. I had to put my hand on his shoulder to steady myself as he tossed them behind him, where they landed on the soft carpet with a thud.

I was only vaguely aware of what he was doing as he maneuvered me over to the wide window, where downtown Seattle was spread out below us, shrouded in a light, misty rain, the pavement and buildings shining like diamonds, crisp and clean.

Turning me away from him, so I was looking out the window, he unzipped my skirt and pushed it over my hips and down, holding me steady when I stepped out of it and kicked it aside. So there I was, in my cotton bra and undies, Dante fully clothed behind me, grinding his rock-hard erection against my ass.

“I want you to do something for me, Lucia.”

“Yeah?” I’d do absolutely anything he asked of me at that moment. I was putty in his hands.

“You see that building, across the way?”

I did, shivering when he pushed my hair aside and pressed kisses down my neck and along my shoulder.

“Now, imagine that everyone in it is watching us.”

I swallowed heavily, gasping when he cupped my breasts, teasing my nipples through the light fabric.

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