Page 61 of Pleasure Games

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

WHATWASITabout a fleeing woman that evoked the instinct to chase? Seeing Jasmine dash across the lawn—skirt flapping, dark hair streaming out behind her—resulted in adrenaline surging through his veins followed immediately by a burst of energy. Making it almost too easy to catch up with her.

She squealed with what sounded like a mixture of fear and laughter when she glanced over her shoulder and saw how close he was. The sound only pushed him harder. He barely noticed that the skies had opened up and rain had begun—not until Jasmine slipped on the wet grass, almost losing her footing.

It was at that moment that he pounced, catching her off balance. He rolled so that when they hit the ground she landed on top of him, and before she had a chance to blink, he rolled her over beneath him, pinning her.

That didn’t stop her from struggling.

Jesus Christ.

Suddenly, her body went slack.

Dammit. Had he taken this fantasy too far? “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” he asked.

“You should let me go.”

Instinctively, Luca climbed off of her and Jasmine scrambled to her feet. Too late, he saw the gleam of mischief in her expressive eyes.

“See you, sucker!” With a squeal she took off in the other direction.

A simple lunge and he had a handful of her skirt. He yanked her into his arms, spun her around, bent down and kissed her with the ferocity that chasing her had evoked. It was while she was moaning into his mouth that he grabbed the ties from his pocket and then twisted the fabric around her wrists, tying her hands together.

“Hey, that’s cheating,” she complained without conviction.

“I don’t recall any rules to this game other than you run and I chase.”

She panted while she looked up at him, her gaze hazy with desire.

“Do you like chasing me?” she asked, glancing knowingly at the crotch of his jeans.

“Strangely...yes.” Thinking the game had come to an end, Luca took Jasmine’s arm and started leading her toward the villa. He glanced down. “Did you like being chased?”

“Strangely, yes.” She winked, and with that, Jasmine bolted. Again.

God damn.

How had he found such a woman? Someone who matched him so well? There was nothing like it to get his blood pumping and this time when he caught her he wrapped his arms tightly around her slight body.

“Let me go.” She wriggled against him, her breasts brushing against his arms, her skin hot and wet against his bare chest.

“I’m not falling for that again.”

Luca held her tight with one arm while he reached around the front of her, bunching up the material of her dress in order to get underneath. He needed to touch her. He needed to know if she was as aroused by the chase as he was.

She was so turned on, her sweet pussy was weeping tears down the insides of her thighs.

Luca groaned into her hair and plunged his fingers inside of her. Jasmine keened, a primal, animal sound. Luca had heard that cry before. At least twenty times before. And he knew what it meant.

Jasmine fucking loved this as much as he did.

Luca was tempted to lay her back down on the grass and fuck her. He had a condom in his pocket and it would feel so good. For both of them. But the rain was falling in sheets and they were drenched. So, instead, Luca decided to stick to the original plan.

He pulled his hand out from between her thighs and sucked his fingers into his mouth. “You taste good, Little Red,” he whispered harshly in her ear. “I can’t wait to feast on you.”

Her knees buckled and he caught her, throwing her up and over his shoulder.

“Let me go!” She even went so far as to pummel her small fists against his back, but the resistance was all feigned as she nuzzled her face against his bare back and licked him.

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