I leap for the pillow, but he has other ideas, tackling me against the mattress, pinning me down. “This is far more fun,” he says as his hands restrain me while his lips dance over my neck.
I shiver and moan, my body instantly responding. My nipples harden as his chest brushes against mine, and I wrap a leg around his, pulling him closer.
“Fuck,” I moan as his mouth does that thing where his tongue teases the sensitive spot on my neck and then he moves to my ear. “You’re going to kill me,” I groan as my body writhes under him, but he doesn’t release his hold on me.
“I think you’re exaggerating, princess.” His lips move back against my neck, pleased when my hips begin gyrating, desperate for more. My other leg wraps around his and I wrestle us around, using my hips and my weight while he’s kissing my neck, to put him on his back.
He laughs and leans into the mattress, a huge smile spread across his face. “Are you planning on dominating me tonight, princess?”
That nickname is beginning to get on my nerves. “I’m. Not. A. Princess,” I seethe at him and pretend to bite, but I keep enough distance not to physically nip at him.
Luca’s grin doesn’t falter in the slightest. He’s not afraid of me. Not that he should be, but still, he’s having way too much fun thinking he’s in control.
Straddling his hips, my hands press his arms into the bed. I glance around, not having anything I can easily tie him up with, which leaves my strength versus his.
I’m well aware that I’m no match, but maybe that works in my favor.
“Of course, my mistake.” He’s grinning up at me, his gray eyes a lighter hue of silver and blue I’ve never seen before. It’s mesmerizing, just like everything else about him.
For a moment, I lose myself in the way he looks at me. My pulse races, heat curling low in my stomach, and I can’t decide if I want to win this game or surrender to it completely.
Surrender to him.
“If you call me princess one more time,” I growl at him.
Luca arches an eyebrow, feigning innocence, but there’s a glint of challenge in his eyes.
He shifts beneath me, his cock hard and pulsing between us, and his smirk widens. He knows exactly what he’s doing to me, and he’s enjoying it too.
“What will you do if I do?” he taunts softly, his voice barely above a whisper against my skin, daring me to act on my threat.
Anyone else, and I’d hate them for it, but I could never hate Luca.
A wicked smile flickers across my lips as I lean closer. “You really want to find out?” I tease, letting my voice drop to a husky whisper.
I hear the soft gasp as I grind my hips against his, and he’s fighting temptation.
My fingers tighten around his wrists, daring him to push back, but he stays perfectly still, eyes locked on mine, hungry and unflinching. For a split second, it feels like we’re suspended in time, tangled in possibility, each breath charged with anticipation.
“God, I really do,” Luca rasps, and his eyes fall shut as I tease him with my hips.
He’s treading carefully, trying to hold on as heat flares between us, and I release my hold on his arm long enough to let my fingers trail down to his cock.
I want to touch him, stroke him, make him scream my name and have him forgive me. Each breath he takes is slow and thick. Heat floods between us, just listening to his breathing, my heart thundering as he rolls us quickly around and I’m flat on my back.
“Having fun yet?” He beams down at me.
My fingers tease the head of his cock, and his eyes flutter closed as his head lolls back, enjoying my touch.
I guide my fingers down his shaft and listen to each raspy breath and gasp for air that he craves, thrilled that I’m responsible for those sinfully beautiful noises that he makes.
“Just getting started, princess,” I mock.
His eyes scowl at me using that nickname on him. But before he can say anything further, I’m guiding his rock-hard cock inside of me and I’ve silenced him.
There’s a first for everything.
His eyes blissfully shut, and my heart thunders at the feeling as I take all of him deep inside of me.
