Her gaze snaps to mine, the hurt evident in her features. Then she pushes against my chest, almost falling off my lap when I realize how that sounded. I tighten my arms around her before she can scramble away.
"Let me go." She narrows her eyes, still pushing against my chest, but I won't let her go.
"Stop pushing away from me." I rip the blanket off her to get a better hold on her.
"What do you expect? You just said you wanted out of the contract." She shouts. Her glare intensifying.
"That's not what I meant. Damnit." I lean down and kiss her.
Hard.
When I pull back, she's no longer trying to push me away, but her confusion is clear, as well as the hurt in her eyes.
"I'm fucking this up." I sigh. "Please, just give me a moment to explain."
Chapter forty-four
Kylie
Itry to calm my breathing, but the minute he said he wanted to break the contract, my chest grew tight. The last thing I want to do is break down in tears.
He brings our faces close together. "Angel, I want more with you."
When his words register, the tightness eases, and I blow out a breath of relief. "More?"
"Yes. More. I don't want a contract between us anymore. I want a relationship. A real one. With you." His brows dip and he growls out, "Why are you crying? Is it the money? You'll still get—"
Before he pisses me off, I slap a hand over his mouth and take a deep breath. "I'm crying because I've wanted that since the moment I saw you."
He growls again. Rips my hand off his mouth, and slams his on to mine to do what he does best.
Devour me.
Every thought leaves my head as Luca flips us on the couch and pulls off my yoga pants along with my panties and tosses them aside.
"Wait. The guys?" I protest, swinging my gaze around the room.
"They left ten minutes ago."
"Oh. Okay. You may proceed."
He chuckles and doesn't waste time pushing my shirt along with my bra up to bare my breasts. When he sits back to sweep his hungry gaze over my bare skin, the intensity in his eyes leaves trails of goosebumps in its wake. I no longer have to fight the urge to cover myself when he bares me to him. I've grown comfortable with Luca and now get a thrill over his need to see me.
After a thorough sweep of my body, he meets my gaze again and reaches for the button of his pants.
"This will be quick."
He pushes his pants down, puts on a condom, and falls onto me like a starving man. Even in his haste, he's gentle. Well, except with his cock. After lining us up, he shoves in, giving me the delicious kind of pain only he can give me. I moan at the sensations of him filling me. The need he can instantly ignite inside me has me squirming for more. So I demand it.
Luca lets go of his restraint. He fists my hair with one hand while his other wraps around my hip, holding me still as he pounds into me. He takes my mouth as his hips move faster and harder. I'm so lost in him a nuclear bomb could go off, incinerating us both and I would die believing our passion was the reason.
Luca releases my mouth long enough to growl, "I need you to come. Now." And the need in his words reverberates through me, getting exactly what he commands of me.
I hold him tight as I revel in the aftermath of my orgasm. The minute I tighten my arms, he rips his mouth away and shoves his face into my neck, going still inside of me.
His breaths caresses my skin, sending tingles in their wake as I run my hand up his back and bury it in his hair.
I don't think I'll ever be tired of having him inside of me. This hold he has on me is terrifying, but less so now that he wants a true relationship.