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He smiles. “When I’m ready, I’ll take you to get your clothes.”
“Why not now?” I slap my palm on the table. “I’ve literally gone through all your shirts and haven’t worn a bra in days. I’m going to end up with saggy boobs.”
Letting out an exasperated sigh, he wipes his mouth with his white cloth napkin and sets it aside. Then he pushes his chair out and waves me to him. “I’ll show you why. Come here.”
Hesitantly, I stand and walk the length of the ridiculously long table.
“What?” I say when I reach him.
Luca takes my hand and pulls me to sit on his lap, my back to his chest. He slides his roughened palms over my legs, grasping them behind the knees. Lifting them, he spreads my thighs, but I slam them shut when I realize what he’s doing.
“Carina,” he says warningly.
“There’s literally a guard right outside that window.” I point to the one across from us.
“Then I suggest you don’t give him a reason to peek in here.” He digs his hands between my thighs and practically pries them open. “Place your feet on the armrests.”
I do as ordered, all the while keeping my eyes locked on the man on the other side of the window. He has no idea what’s going on behind his back.
But Luca isn’t satisfied with simply exposing my pussy, labia open, my clit bared. He positions his arms over my chest in a way that prevents me from moving my upper body at all, while he has full access to my most intimate parts.
An excited shiver skitters through me as I attempt to shift, but he keeps me clamped in place.
“Stay still,” he demands. “Good girl. I want you to watch me play with you.”
His hand already hovering, he drops his middle finger to touch the tip of my nub. I jerk, but again, he keeps me in place.
I bite back a moan as he circles my clit, then caresses the part just beneath the hood. Up and down, gentle strokes that have me fighting to maintain control.
“Shh. If the guards hear you, they’ll turn to look inside. And I won’t stop. I’ll let them watch as I make you come.” He slides his finger down to my entrance and back up, bringing with it the wetness I knew he’d find there. “Does that turn you on, Carina? Would you like to be watched?”
Yes. It fucking turns me on. But I don’t say it, because I can barely breathe, much less form the words.
“Would you like me to fuck you in front of people?” he pushes.
“Shit,” I manage to say when I start to unravel.
Again, he moves to my entrance, this time dipping inside. I gnaw on my lower lip and drop my head back, unable to bear the sight of him pleasuring me any longer.
“You have the prettiest pussy,” he rumbles in my ear. “So soft.”
He teases me. In and out, around and around. He continues his maddeningly slow caresses until I’m panting and squirming.
Then he reaches between us and unzips his jeans. Before I can comprehend what he’s doing, he enters me. He’s lifting and dropping me onto his shaft, the tip of his dick sliding over the perfect spot inside me, his fingers still on my clit. The overwhelming sensation of being impaled over and over and the friction on my clit is more than I can take.
With a cry, I come. Over and over, I call out his name, and if the guards hear, I don’t give a fuck. And neither does he, because when he reaches his release, he roars loud enough that there’s no way it went unnoticed.
I slump onto him and turn my face toward his. His lips meet mine in a languid, contented kiss.
When he pulls away, he grins. “Do you still want me to get your clothes?”
Smiling back, I say, “I promise as long as you keep doing this, I won’t ask again.”
I glance out the window. The man who had been standing there earlier is now gone.
* * *
After a much-needed shower, Luca fucks me again. This time in the privacy of our bedroom. When we’re done, we don’t move away from each other. Almost as if we both know there’s no point. We’ll just end up here again.
