AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Not yet, sweetheart. This is only the appetizer.”
“Isn’t this what you wanted?” she asks, her voice almost pleading.
I smile again as I brush another kiss to the corner of her mouth. “You are mistaken if you think I just want sex. I want to fuck you so hard the only thing you know is my name. I’ll fuck you morning and night, even when you sleep, until I get you out of my system. You’re going to fucking beg for it each and every time.”
I circle her sensitive bud as her legs begin to tremble. She’s so fucking close to orgasm. So, fucking beautiful.
“Luca,” she whispers. My name on her lips does something to me. I want to ride the fuck out of her mouth and rattle that brilliant mind into an explosive ecstasy. Instead, I retract my fingers finding equal pleasure in being cruel.
Her eyes burst open as I reposition my uncomfortable cock.
“Are you fucking serious?” she asks.
I lick my fingers, the taste of her edging my cock into maddening pain. “We still have to attend dinner, sweetheart.”
She goes to reach for my pants, but I lace my fingers into hers, pinning her hand to her leg. “You’ll learn to be a good girl. Now, just sit.”
19
ARA
Iwas fucking grinding into his hand like my salvation depended on it. And right when I was on the edge, he pulled out. What an actual monster.
“Stop staring at me like that, Ara. You’ll sour the dinner.”
Now, I sit across from him on a docked boat. Candles are placed around the deck. A butler and personal chef are at our disposable. Let’s not forget about his loyal lacky, Lorenzo, who stands directly behind him, poised at the entrance in case anyone even attempts to board.
I look down at the chicken carbonara, one of my favorite dishes, while Luca cuts into his bloody steak.
I take a sip of the red wine as I fume. I was so fucking close to getting off because of this jerk, and I can’t even stand him.
“You’re not still upset about what happened in the car, are you?”
“No,” I snap. Another sip.
He chuckles and I hate how haunting and beautiful it is. This man could have anyone on the planet. Granted, I don’t think they’d hold his attention for long. But he has the looks, money, and charm. Not with me though. As long as a woman doesn’t find out about him being the boss of the Italian mafia, he looks perfect on paper.
“I just don’t understand,” I boldly state. “Why haven’t you killed me yet?”
He considers his steak on the end of his fork before biting down. I know he’s intentionally taking his time to annoy me. It seems to be his new favorite game. He ever so slowly wipes his mouth.
“It’s not fun if you ask for my intentions outright. I could ask you the same as to why you were at my family mansion that night.”
I cross my arms over my chest. “Well, it’s not exactly like it’s your mansion. You hardly ever visit.”
He smiles. “I find it so fascinating after six months you think you know everything about me.”
“I find it interesting how, after only a few weeks, you’ve epically pissed me off.”
He chuckles. Lorenzo’s eyebrows dip slightly in confusion. Perhaps not many speak to his boss like this. Or for those who have… They never saw their next meal.
“Eat.” He points to my meal.
I don’t know what it is about this man, but I simply refuse to give into his every whim. A man like Luca is used to obedience. It’s just one part I can’t give him. I’ve had my whole life dictated by a man trying to control every step. I’ll be fucked if I’m going to let a new one show up on the scene and think he has the same right.
He pushes out on his chair and taps on his knee. “Sit.”
“I’m not a dog.”
