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“Try taking it and see,” I challenged, earning a snort from his brother.
He was beautiful in a manly kind of way; confidence oozed from his pores. Having confidence meant nothing in this world, but what you could do with it? That meant everything.
Yes God
“He’s beautiful,”
“You’re getting a little too comfortable touching me without my permission.” The words tasted bitter on my tongue, a telltale sign that my body didn’t appreciate the bullshit lie I’d spewed. Truthfully, I didn’t like being touched. I tolerated it, but the handful of times he’d had me in his grasp, my body reacted in ways that were foreign to my psyche.
Girl stop playing and ride him like a pornstar
“Whatever perfume that is, wear it on our wedding day.” “Is that an order?” He backed away, the smirk gone from his face. “No, Lucia…” he shook his head and walked over to the elevator, hitting the call button. “It’s a request. One that I’m hoping you’ll kindly oblige to.”
“Playing the dutiful wife in front of guests when I now know you could put everyone out of their misery without blinking only makes me want to fuck you,” he confessed. Breathe, Lucia. “And?” “And unless you want to be bent over before our wedding night, then I suggest you keep your distance as much as possible.”
“Always and forever, right?” “Emphasis on forever. I’ll light the entire tri-state on fire for you.”
“You wore the perfume,” he said, brushing his nose up against my neck and awakening a primal side of me. “I like when you listen, Bellissima.” “Enzo…” He spun me around and wrapped his fingers around my neck. His lips curved into a taunting smile, the same as they had the first time he’d gotten me like this. “Are we not pretending anymore?” I asked, pressing my hands against his chest. “How can I pretend when you’re dripping in red, Scarlet?” “Because we agreed to go all in.” He stared down at me with a look in his eyes that drove me fucking wild. I twisted in his hold, but he only tightened
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Yep I would have been dripping
I closed the distance between us in quick strides, backing Lucia into the desk and gripping her hair. She’d been caught off guard, something I was almost certain never happened. But it didn’t take long for her to react. She raised her left hand and pulled a razor from her mouth, laying it right up against my neck. I smiled.
These horny freaky fucks
“Death is a part of life, Lucia. If it’s my time to go, then so be it.” I never feared it, and I never would, not even when it’s staring me in the face with red-tinted lips. Kissable lips. A mouth that would look perfect wrapped around my dick while I fucked it.
Enzo is my type of man
I think I wanted to save her. But even that didn’t feel right for the way she was presenting herself to me. Lucia wasn’t a damsel in distress. She was a fucking siren—a siren I wanted to paint the town red for.
My pussy thumped, and I squeezed my thighs together, praying he couldn’t sense my arousal.
You are not just anything, Lucia Bianchi; you are everything. And I can guarantee that even though they aren’t saying it, every mothafucka in this room can feel it. It’s why they can’t keep their eyes off you, same as me.”
“What am I going to do with you?” I murmured against Lucia’s neck from behind. “Mmm?” I kissed the length of her bare shoulder while pulling the zipper down on her dress, peeling the material from her skin. She whimpered as I grazed the curve of her back with the tips of my fingers, following the outline of her spine. “Maybe you need to be taught a lesson,” I mused more to myself but garnered a breathless sigh and whimper from Lucia. “Oh. You want that?” She nodded and attempted to glance at me over her shoulder.
The way I would be pregnant before this chapter was over
