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And I was more ready to show him.

“Ciao,” Roberto greeted as I approached the table. “I was telling Mr. DiMarco of our success tonight.”

“That’s nice,” I said and reached for my half-full wine glass.

Luca rose and buttoned his suit coat. “Are you ready to go?”

Holding up a finger, I drained my remaining wine in two large swallows. “I am now.” I bid goodnight to Roberto and let Luca escort me from the dining room.

When we reached the front walk I threw myself into Luca’s arms. He grunted, but held me close. “Okay, piccolina?”

“Did you drive yourself to the restaurant?”

“Yes. Why?”

“I’ll show you on the way home. Hurry up.”

Chapter Twenty-Four

Valentina

Ilunged for his belt the minute we were alone in his car.

Luca adjusted his arms on the steering wheel, making room for me. “Che cosa? What is this?”

“Start driving and ignore me.”

He pushed the start button and the engine purred. “I’m not sure that is possible.”

After unfastening the clasp on his trousers, I unzipped his fly. The thick length of him was there, waiting like a present beneath his fancy briefs. He wasn’t fully hard, but stiff enough to make my mouth water. I rubbed him through the soft fabric. “You’re so fucking hot. You don’t even know.”

“Are you talking to me, or my dick?”

“Both.”

I reached under the waistband and hot smooth skin met my fingertips. Luca began driving, but I hardly paid attention. I couldn’t explain why I was so eager for this, but it felt necessary. Like Ineeded to drive him wild or die trying. There was no mistaking our connection, the feverish hunger burning under my skin every time he was near. I wanted to forget everything else but this man.

I pulled his cock out of his briefs and gave him a rough stroke, causing him to grunt. His free hand slid through my hair, brushing it to the side. “Do you need my cock in your mouth?”

“God, yes.”

I lunged forward, but he kept my head still, not allowing me to move. “Slowly, fiore. Kiss it and lick it first. Get me nice and hard and wet. Worship it and maybe then I’ll let you suck.”

“I’m good at following rules,” I whispered.

“I know, baby. You’re so obedient, so perfect. Exactly what I like.”

My pussy clenched at the words, slick building between my thighs. Jesus, this man. I craved his approval like a drug.

I shifted in my seat, angling my upper body across his lap, my face directly at his crotch. He helped me settle, widening his thighs and moving my hair out of the way, all while operating the car along the dark streets.

I let him feel my breath first. He wasn’t cut and when I asked, he said his foreskin is very sensitive. So I blew air along his shaft, watching intensely as he grew harder and harder. He hummed in his throat, a deep rumbling sound. “That’s nice, Valentina. Keep going. Use your lips.”

We turned a corner. I held onto his leg to keep steady as I pressed featherlight kisses on his base. Then I slowly worked my way higher, the lightest of touches to his velvety skin, until I reached the crown. He was fully erect now, so I paid equal attention to the tip, kissing all around. It was nice, lavishing him with this attention, smelling him. There were no worries, no problems. I could zone out and concentrate on this, nothing more.

Exactly the distraction I needed.

I flicked my tongue across his slit. Luca jumped, like I startled him. “Did I tell you to lick me?” he growled, easing meoff his cock.

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