Gianna came toward me. “He’s obsessed with me.”
Worry clawed at my insides. “Then stop teasing him. He likes it.”
“I don’t care what he likes.”
Luca leaned beside me against the counter, his arm sneaking around my waist to Gianna’s obvious displeasure. “Matteo is a hunter. He loves the chase. You better not make him want to chase you.”
I worried it might already be too late for that warning. Gianna rolled her eyes. “He can hunt me all he wants. He won’t get me.” She looked at me. “You don’t intend to go to bed now, right?”
“I’m really tired,” I said guiltily.
Gianna’s shoulders slumped. “Yeah, me too. But tomorrow I want you all to myself.” She gave Luca a pointed look before heading off toward her room. She paused in her doorway. “If I hear screams, no gun under a pillow will save you, Luca.” With that, she closed her door.
Luca brushed my ear with his lips. “Will you scream for me tonight?” He licked my skin and I shivered.
“Not with my sister under the same roof,” I said, even as a tingling between my legs betrayed me.
“We’ll see about that,” Luca growled, then gently bit my throat. I moaned, but quickly bit my lip to stifle the sound. Luca took my hand and pulled me upstairs. With every step that we got closer to the bedroom, the pressure between my legs increased. I couldn’t believe how eager my body was for his touch, for the release he brought me. It was the only time I forgot everything about my life, the only time I was free of the shackles in our world.
Luca slammed the door shut behind us and I hoped it wouldn’t draw Gianna’s attention. But I didn’t have much time for worry because Luca pulled my dress off, then he lifted me into his arms, only to lay me down in the middle of the bed. Luca pressed a kiss against my lace panties, inhaling, before he kissed my stomach and my ribs, then my breasts through the lace of my bra.
“Mine,” he growled against my skin, making me tremble with arousal. He slid his hands under my back and unclasped my bra and slowly pulled it off. My nipples were hard. “I fucking love your nipples. They’re pink and small and perfect.”
I pressed my legs together, but Luca gripped my panties and slipped them down. He ran a finger over my folds, smirking. His hungry gaze returned to my breasts and he bent his head and trailed his tongue from one nipple to the other. I moaned softly. He took his time with my breasts and when he slowly moved lower I was already panting. His lips found my folds, teasing and gentle, then suddenly his tongue slid out hard and fast, and I covered my mouth with my palm, stifling my gasps and cries.
“No,” Luca snarled. He gripped both of my wrists in his hand and pressed them against my stomach, trapping them there.
My eyes widened. “Gianna will hear.”
He smirked and sucked my clit hard and fast, then gentle and soft. I whimpered and moaned, my body trembling from the effort to keep quiet. “Oh god,” I gasped as Luca slipped his finger achingly slow into me, then eased in and out in rhythm with his sucks on my clit. I buried my face in the pillow. Luca’s grip on my wrists tightened and pleasure ripped through me. I cried out into the pillow, my back arching, legs quavering.
Luca moved up my body until he bent over me, knees between my spread legs. “When will you let me take you?” he whispered harshly against my throat.
I turned to stone. Luca raised his head, eyes meeting mine. “Fuck. Why do you have to look so fucking scared when I ask you that question?”
“I’m sorry,” I said quietly. “I just need more time.”
Luca nodded, but there was a deep need in his eyes that seemed to grow every day.
I ran my hands over his chest, feeling his gun holster beneath the shirt. He sat back and I leaned forward, beginning to unbutton his shirt, revealing his toned torso and the black holster with his gun and knife. Luca took off his shirt and I opened the holster, helping him out of it. He thrust it to the ground. Matteo’s words came back to me and I ran my hands over Luca naked chest.
I pressed a kiss against Luca’s tattoo, then against the healing wound over his ribs. I brushed Luca’s nipples with my fingertips and he groaned in response. He quickly got out of his pants. I lowered my lips to his erection but paused an inch from his tip. “If you’re not quiet, I’ll stop.”
Luca’s eyes flashed. He put his hand on my head. “Maybe I won’t allow you to stop.”
“Maybe I’ll bite.”
Luca chuckled. “Have your way with me, I won’t make a sound. Don’t want to offend your sister’s virgin ears.”
“What about my virgin ears?” I kissed his tip.
“You shouldn’t still be one,” Luca said in a low voice. I took his erection into my mouth to distract him. He made a sound deep in his throat, then quieted as I took care of him.
I pulled back again before he came.
After he’d cleaned himself, Luca spooned me.
“I’m sorry for what your cousin did,” I said into the darkness.
“I should have known better than to trust anyone. Trust is a luxury people in my position can’t afford.”
You can trust me, I wanted to say because he could. No matter how much I tried to fight it, I had fallen for him. “Life without trust is lonely.”
“Yes, it is.” He kissed the back of my neck, then we fell silent.
***
Luca was asleep when I woke, his body wrapped around mine, his hardness pressing against my lower back. I untangled myself and slipped into the bathroom. It wasn’t late yet, but Gianna was an early riser and I couldn’t wait to spend the day with her. I took a long shower, feeling more awake already. I got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around myself, then went back into the bedroom. Luca sat on the edge of the bed but got up when I entered. His erection jutted out. I gave him a teasing smile as he curled his fingers over my hipbones. “Hard again?”