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He feels it. His laugh is rough against my skin.

Mine.

Right now, he’s mine.

Chapter 10

Luciano

She clenches around me.

Impossible tightness. The flutter of heat that doesn’t ease. The tremble in her thighs against my hips.

She followed me. Kissed me first. Reached for my belt with those small, determined hands.

Now her body keeps pulling me closer as though she has no intention of letting me remember why I walked away.

Fine.

I don’t want to remember either.

One hand stays locked under her ass, holding her open exactly where I want her. The other grips her thigh, thumb pressed into soft skin just below the lace edge of her garter. I pull back and thrust into her again, slow. She’s so fucking tight, dripping and clenching around my cock like heaven. I could stay right here forever, but patience is already costing me. We don’t have all night, locked door or not.

Her back arches against the marble. Nails dig into my shoulders through my jacket. She’s small against me. Delicate. The contrast coils something dark and possessive low in my gut.

I drop my mouth to her throat, tongue against the frantic pulse there. Salt and perfume and her. I stay long enough to memorize the rhythm before pulling back to watch it flutter under her skin.

The way that pulse tells on her sends a thrill down my spine. My teeth graze her skin.

She moans, flush crawling down her chest. Lips parted on every shallow breath.

She’s overwhelmed. But she’s also greedy—legs locked tighter around me, chasing the stretch, chasing me.

All hunger.

It makes me want to give her more.

My hand slides up, deliberate, until my palm cups her jaw. Thumb under her chin, I tilt her face exactly where I want it.

“Eyes on me, princesa.”

She obeys instantly.

Sharp defiance still glittering—but underneath it, something raw and trusting flickers open.

She listens so fucking well.

I like it.

I reward her with a harder thrust, and the sound she gives me makes me do it again. Then I force myself to slow, jaw locked so tight it aches.

But her pussy tightens around me like she’s trying to pull me deeper and push me out at the same time and I stop pretending patience is what either of us wants.

The next thrust is harder. Deliberate.

Her cry breaks against my mouth.

I do it again.