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I blow, watching the flame just as quickly extinguish.
Luca’s thumb continues brushing over my leg.
A white chocolate cake… My favorite type of chocolate. Everything is carefully considered. I’ve been perfectly stalked. An irony really.
“Is it poisoned?” I ask.
He chuckles. “I think I would find other delightful ways to murder you, Ara, like strangling this beautiful neck of yours.” His hand wraps around my throat and I’m reminded of the bruises he left behind last time. The way he almost choked me out.
Yet that pounding begins to thrum in my core again. Reminding me it wasn’t completely satisfied earlier.
I glide a finger across the thick white chocolate cream and offer it to him. Those thunderous blue eyes freeze me into place. The devil shouldn’t be this beautiful. Or charming. Or all consuming. It simply isn’t fair.
His tongue wraps around my finger, and I feel it tug at my core. My pussy begins to throb as he licks the cream off, his grip around my neck harsh and unrelenting.
Luca’s other hand grips my thigh tightly, those fingers bruising. The deeper they bury into me, the more I want to fuck him. Need to fuck him. I just need to be rid of this palpable tension.
“Not poison,” he says with a gravelly voice.
“I’ll be the judge of that,” I say as I lean toward him. His gaze drops to my lips. I expect him to yank back my hair or take the control back but instead he lets me come willingly.
My lips brush against his, the faint smell and taste of white chocolate remaining. Luca’s control snaps as he pushes his tongue against mine. I take everything he’s willing to offer. The hunger. The drive. The murderous intent.
I shouldn’t want it.
I shouldn’t need it.
But fuck, do I crave it.
He easily lifts me and twists me to straddle his thighs, his grip bruising. A cool breeze sweeps up my dress reminding me of my crotchless panties. I’m kissing him wildly and unforgivably as I brush my fingers through his hair.
Luca pulls back my hair, exposing my neck again. “This demanding mouth of yours is going to get you in trouble. Is that what you want my little stalker, trouble?” He stands with me still straddling him, holding me up with only one arm wrapped around my ass. His cock is pressing against my ass ever demanding. “Tell me you want it? Tell me you want me?”
I peer down at him from my angle. His blue eyes have darkened and he looks like a man that’s been depraved his entire life. That type of need and desire, directed in any woman’s way is a dangerous consumption and I am no exception to it. My pussy pounds with anticipation. Fuck, how can I say no to him right now?
“I want…sex,” I breathe out.
A haunting chuckle escapes him. “I don’t think you understand the precarious situation you’re in,” he says as he releases my hair and smashes plates of food to the ground. All but the cake. “I am the only one you’ll think of when you think about sex.” He slams my back onto the table. “If you make a mistake with any other man or woman…”
He picks up the sharp steak knife, and my breath hitches as he drags its tip along the outskirts of my thigh.
A cold dread rushes over me, but the hot heat I’m flushed with is unyielding. I don’t know whether to be turned on or whether I should run. The half-crazed man behind the mask is out now. All possessive lust.
The knife glides up the side of my dress, carving through the material as if it were butter.
“I like this dress,” I hiss.
“Then I’ll buy you more.” He’s almost to the top, and I watch him. Still unsure if he’s about to use the blade against me.
“You treat your whores so kindly.”
The knife flicks over my shoulder and his eyes lock with mine. Luca rips the dress from the side, discarding it onto the floor. His gaze roams down to the green lingerie he bought me approvingly. He licks his lips, and an odd swirl of satisfaction runs through me.
“You’re rewarded when you’re a good girl,” he says, slapping my clit. The smack shocks me and I momentarily see stars. “I’m going to fill your tight pussy with my cock.”
“Yes,” I breath restlessly. I go to push myself off the table so I can unbuckle his belt, but he pushes me back down, and a loud thud sounds as I hit the table.
He undoes his belt and pulls down his pants, and I’m reminded of the sheer size of his veiny cock. I lick my lips in anticipation. Luca scoops two fingers of cake and stuffs it in my mouth. There’s something primal in his gaze as he watches me with satisfaction as I roll my tongue around the sweetness, sucking on his fingers.
