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Francesco backed me against one of the counters, planting his hands on either side of me. He stood almost a foot taller than my five-foot six-inch frame, his wet hair shimmering in the eerie light. My breathing was ragged from the crazy rush of adrenaline and raw excitement. I’d never done anything this impetuous in my life.
“Are you afraid of me, Chrissy?” he asked in a deep, throaty voice.
I didn’t answer right away, still shocked at my rash behavior, tingling all the way to my icy toes.
“I asked you a question.”
My lips formed the words, but my mind was strangely blank other than the single thought that had been in the back of my head since I’d rushed into his arms.
Kissing his soft lips, biting down until I tasted blood.
Touching him in the most inappropriate places.
“Answer me, princess. I need to know what you’re thinking.” His voice was commanding but not harsh.
“Yes, very much so. Is that what you want?”
“The truth is that you should be, but it’s apparent I’m not the one you should fear at this point in your life. If you tell me who hurt you, they will suffer.”
As he cupped both sides of my face, I pressed my palms against his chest, kneading his muscles through his shirt. He took several deep breaths and I sensed he was debating whether or not what he was about to do was a good idea. Maybe it wasn’t but a dose of filth and sin was exactly what I needed.
“I won’t do that. And the truth is I want to be afraid of you, if only for a little while. I want the fear and anger to fuel me, to help me let go. I need this, Francesco.” My whispered words seemed to intrigue him, his upper lip curling. “I need you.”
“Be careful what you ask for, princess. Once we begin, there’s no going back.”
I sensed he was a man who took what he wanted instead of asking. When I rose onto my tiptoes, he knew it was my final answer.
“Then so be it.”
“What are you going to do?” I asked him breathlessly, pressing my hand against his chest.
“Whatever the hell I want to. Kiss you. Taste you. Fuck you. Get used to it, little dove. You’re mine for the taking.”
CHAPTER 6
Christiana
His for the taking.
The words were sweet sin and I couldn’t wait to be a sinner.
After issuing a dark growl that sent a series of vibrations through me, Francesco captured my mouth, holding my lips in position as he slipped one hand around the back of my neck. The moment he wrapped his fingers around my neck, I knew without a shadow of a doubt that he’d just laid claim if only for a single night.
I’d assumed that he would know how to kiss, a far cry from the two boys I’d allowed to do so before. I’d been right, his passionate hold and the way he masterfully controlled our lips a dream come true, but I hadn’t anticipated the hard thrum of vibrations shooting into every vein or the fact my entire world ceased to exist. For a few beautiful seconds, it felt like I belonged to him.
Forever.
There was nothing sweeter in the entire world, even if it was false reality.
I rolled my hands up his chest, fingering his jacket before slowly easing it over his massive shoulders. He allowed me to take some control, dropping both arms so the material could easily fall to the floor. Then he fisted my hair with one hand as he curled his fingers around the hem of my dress, crawling it up my thighs.
A wave of heat jettisoned through me, my heart racing as the brush of his fingers created a white-hot series of tingling sensations. He tasted incredible, as if combining spicy bourbon with something terribly sweet. Cake. I could taste cake and frosting. The combination was irresistible.
As a dark growl bubbled past our connected lips, I realized I was swooning in his hold, which had never happened to me before. I’d kissed a few boys in my time, but never a man.
And certainly not like this.
When he slipped his hand between my legs, sliding a fingertip back and forth across the thin lace of my newly purchased panties, I pushed my hips against him. Another tingling wave of fear settled in. I was trembling all over, uncertain of how I was supposed to act. He broke the kiss briefly, taking scattered breaths. “Relax, little dove. This is what you wanted.”
