“You’re a dick.” But she was smiling as she rested her hands on my chest. She was tall, but even taller in heels, her forehead reaching my mouth. Madonna, I couldn’t wait to have her beneath me in every way.

“Yes, I am,” I conceded. “But I want to hear you ask me for it.”

She stared up at me and I could see the indecision swirling in her gaze. “I’m still mad at you.”

“I want you mad, bella. I want you to claw and scratch and bite me. Because that makes my dick even harder, capisce?”

“You’re impossible. I can’t win with you, can I?”

“If I kiss you, we both win. Now ask me, Valentina.”

She swallowed. “Please, will you kiss me, Luca?”

Satisfaction flooded me but I didn’t pounce. It’s what a boyhalf my age would’ve done, slobbered and pawed all over her like an inexperienced puppy. But I wasn’t a puppy and I needed to show her what it would be like between us, slow and satisfying, unlike anything she’d imagined. If it killed me, I would exhaust myself to wring every drop of pleasure from this virgin’s body. I would take my time and do it right, until we were both satisfied.

Lowering my head, I edged closer, my fingertips pressing into her skin, letting her feel me. Then I skimmed my lips over hers in the lightest caress, closing my eyelids to concentrate on every millimeter of her flesh. I moved gently, learning the edges of her lips, mapping the delicate bow at the top. Inhaling her warm breath. So sweet, this girl. I wanted to lick her from head to toe.

Her arms wound around my neck, so I moved my hand to the small of her back. I let my fingers linger near the top of her ass cheeks, brushing her skin through the thin cotton of her dress, imagining all I would do if she were naked.Soon.

A sound of frustration erupted from her throat as I bent to kiss her jaw. “You’re teasing me.”

“I am making you wait for it,” I said into her velvety skin.

“I don’t want to wait for it.”

“That is too bad, because you asked me to kiss you and I am taking my time.” I kissed a line along her throat, her pulse pounding against my tongue. I liked feeling her every reaction to me. I would bet my empire that her pussy was soaking right now.

I licked the tender spot where her neck met her shoulder. “I can’t wait to bite you right here.”

“Oh, god,” she breathed, her fingers sliding into my hair. “Luca, please.”

I didn’t waste another second. Lifting my head, I slammed my mouth down onto hers. Soft and wet lips met mine and she kissed me eagerly, hungrily, as if she’d been dying for it. I didn’t hold back, letting her feel exactly how much I wanted her with every pull and sweep of my mouth. Then I adjusted the angle and flicked my tongue against her lips, and she instantly let me inside. Hot and slick, hertongue met mine and I growled in satisfaction. Cazzo, she was perfect.

I held her face in my hands and let the kiss drag on. I couldn’t remember when I’d kissed a woman for such a long time like this, with my full effort and attention, not intending to do anything more.

I can make her come, though.

Would she let me?

I pulled back, but didn’t let her go. “I want to taste your pussy.” She moaned and tried to kiss me again, but I held her firm. “Valentina. I’m serious.”

She was panting, her big eyes blinking up at me. “Right now?”

“Right now.”

“But . . .” She attempted to shake her head in my grip. “It’s the middle of the day and someone might walk in.”

“No one enters without my permission, and what? You think I can’t give you an orgasm in the daylight?”

“It’s embarrassing.”

I smoothed her hair off her face, pushing the silken strands over her shoulder. “A man like me, on his knees for you, solely focused on your pleasure? How is that embarrassing, fiore mio?”

“I came here to yell at you, not have sex.”

“We are not having sex. You are grinding your clit on my tongue until you come.”

Her eyelids squeezed shut. “My god, the way you talk. You don’t hold anything back.”