thought, as if to start the evening with swords drawn.
All it made him want to do was kiss that brow. And probably her temple. Then that stubborn bridge of her nose. That lush, carnal mouth. Then he would bite, none too gently, on that defiant chin.
A line of fire swept along his nerves at the delicious path he could trace down her glorious skin. Very soon, he promised himself. Very soon he’d have her all rumpled and flushed beneath him, screaming his name. Only he would unravel all that strength she wore like armor. Only he would know the soft, vulnerable woman beneath.
He could have had her that day at the CLG offices but he didn’t want to see her regrets later. He wanted Sophia present and pleasantly ravished when he was through with her. “You look biteable, cara mia .”
She looked startled at the compliment, looked away then back at him. Had he done this to her? Luca wondered for the millionth time. Had he shattered her confidence so badly?
“Nothing to say, Sophia?” he prompted softly.
“You disappeared for six days, three hours after we were married.” Accusation punctured every word. “Even for the short-term agreement that our marriage is—” She bent toward him, her voice lowered to a husky whisper, for she was flushed with awareness. “You can’t just rush me into a taxi and walk away. I ate a ton of chocolate and probably gained three pounds in three days. Do you know how many questions I’ve faced just from my family alone? Salvatore is desperate for your plans for Rossi’s.”
“But they are your plans.”
“Yes, but he doesn’t know that.” She slowed down her words as if he was a bit slow in the head. Luca had never had so much fun just talking to a woman. “I told him Leandro and you are finalizing them. Damn it, Luca, there has to be some accountability even in this sham. We didn’t even talk about where we’d live.”
Her whisper caressed his jaw; the honeysuckle scent of her wafted over his nostrils, tightening every muscle and sinew. Acres of glowing skin taunted him. He shrugged, struggling to get a grip on the desire riding him. Hard. “I’ve never been a husband before, so you have to forgive me. I will check in with you every night at eight. Si? ”
She sighed, and that made her glorious breasts rise and fall. “Wonderful. Now I feel like your parole officer.”
“Will you put me in handcuffs if I violate my conditions, then?” he offered and saw her swallow visibly. “I could not give up control like that for any other woman, bella .”
Desire shone in her enlarged pupils, a song sung by her hurried breaths. She licked her lower lip, took it in between her teeth, flushed and then pursed it into a thin line. As if she could hide her mouth.
Three hundred people waited for them and he was painfully hard.
Dio , when had lust ever taken control of him like this? Six days and nights he’d spent cooped up in his studio, and he’d still not gotten it under control.
He didn’t like needing her so much. He didn’t trust himself in this state for he’d never been in such before. He intended to ravish her out of her senses, not lose his own.
“If anyone asks,” she said, coming to stand by him, “and by that I mean my mother, we aren’t doing a honeymoon because I’m super busy. And you, too.”
A tiny sneer curled her mouth every time she talked about his “work.” Or lack of it, to be precise. It made him want to pull that snobby upper lip into his mouth and suck on it. He would do it, too.
He was going to need a little notepad to jot down all the numerous things he wanted to do to her. Suddenly, three months felt like a very short time in which to indulge his darkest fantasies with her, to drive her from his blood, once and for all. Especially because the woman was an obvious workaholic.
Urgency laced with his desire now and he ran a brave finger down her jaw. She swatted him away, like he was a fly. “You want her to believe this is a love
All it made him want to do was kiss that brow. And probably her temple. Then that stubborn bridge of her nose. That lush, carnal mouth. Then he would bite, none too gently, on that defiant chin.
A line of fire swept along his nerves at the delicious path he could trace down her glorious skin. Very soon, he promised himself. Very soon he’d have her all rumpled and flushed beneath him, screaming his name. Only he would unravel all that strength she wore like armor. Only he would know the soft, vulnerable woman beneath.
He could have had her that day at the CLG offices but he didn’t want to see her regrets later. He wanted Sophia present and pleasantly ravished when he was through with her. “You look biteable, cara mia .”
She looked startled at the compliment, looked away then back at him. Had he done this to her? Luca wondered for the millionth time. Had he shattered her confidence so badly?
“Nothing to say, Sophia?” he prompted softly.
“You disappeared for six days, three hours after we were married.” Accusation punctured every word. “Even for the short-term agreement that our marriage is—” She bent toward him, her voice lowered to a husky whisper, for she was flushed with awareness. “You can’t just rush me into a taxi and walk away. I ate a ton of chocolate and probably gained three pounds in three days. Do you know how many questions I’ve faced just from my family alone? Salvatore is desperate for your plans for Rossi’s.”
“But they are your plans.”
“Yes, but he doesn’t know that.” She slowed down her words as if he was a bit slow in the head. Luca had never had so much fun just talking to a woman. “I told him Leandro and you are finalizing them. Damn it, Luca, there has to be some accountability even in this sham. We didn’t even talk about where we’d live.”
Her whisper caressed his jaw; the honeysuckle scent of her wafted over his nostrils, tightening every muscle and sinew. Acres of glowing skin taunted him. He shrugged, struggling to get a grip on the desire riding him. Hard. “I’ve never been a husband before, so you have to forgive me. I will check in with you every night at eight. Si? ”
She sighed, and that made her glorious breasts rise and fall. “Wonderful. Now I feel like your parole officer.”
“Will you put me in handcuffs if I violate my conditions, then?” he offered and saw her swallow visibly. “I could not give up control like that for any other woman, bella .”
Desire shone in her enlarged pupils, a song sung by her hurried breaths. She licked her lower lip, took it in between her teeth, flushed and then pursed it into a thin line. As if she could hide her mouth.
Three hundred people waited for them and he was painfully hard.
Dio , when had lust ever taken control of him like this? Six days and nights he’d spent cooped up in his studio, and he’d still not gotten it under control.
He didn’t like needing her so much. He didn’t trust himself in this state for he’d never been in such before. He intended to ravish her out of her senses, not lose his own.
“If anyone asks,” she said, coming to stand by him, “and by that I mean my mother, we aren’t doing a honeymoon because I’m super busy. And you, too.”
A tiny sneer curled her mouth every time she talked about his “work.” Or lack of it, to be precise. It made him want to pull that snobby upper lip into his mouth and suck on it. He would do it, too.
He was going to need a little notepad to jot down all the numerous things he wanted to do to her. Suddenly, three months felt like a very short time in which to indulge his darkest fantasies with her, to drive her from his blood, once and for all. Especially because the woman was an obvious workaholic.
Urgency laced with his desire now and he ran a brave finger down her jaw. She swatted him away, like he was a fly. “You want her to believe this is a love
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