Page 20 of Sweet Deception

Once he settles down, he pulls me back into him and kisses the top of my head.

Taking advantage of our position, I inhale his scent that has been enticing me all night. I want to lift my head so I can bury my nose in his neck and crawl into his lap, never to leave again.

"It's Luca, Angel. My name is Luca Morelli." He squeezes me one last time before releasing me.

In a daze, I stare at his gorgeous face while he tucks my hair behind my ear. His tenderness is unexpected.

I understand it now. A woman who's had the privilege to spend time with him would want more. I'm already craving more, even as the man keeps tipping me off balance.

"You keep looking at me like that and you'll be going home with me tonight." He growls. The tenderness morphs into a smolder, sending heat straight to my core.

Oh boy. I'm in so much trouble.

I gulp, and with a shaky hand, set the water down on the table.

"So, does this mean you still want me? I mean, to sign the contract? You still want me to sign your contract?"

For fuck's sake, Kylie.

Luca's smolder turns into a smirk at my fumbling. "Yes, Angel. I still want you to sign the contract." But then he narrows his eyes. "You are going to sign it, yes?"

His glare is just as sexy, causing my "yes" to come out a little too huskily.

"Good girl." His hand on my back slides under my hair until it stops at the back of my neck. When he lightly squeezes, I shiver and my breathing picks up. Laying my hand on his thigh, I slide it forward until his other hand slams down on mine, jolting me out of my daze.

"Oh!" I try to snatch my hand back, but he holds on tight and pulls me forward by the neck until our lips are lightly touching.

By this point, I'm practically panting into his mouth.

"Are you a virgin, Angel?" His voice is like melted chocolate, which is why it takes me a moment to register what he's asked. Stiffening, I go to pull back, but he won't let me. His hold is firm as he searches my eyes. "It's not an insult. Just something I need to know."

"Why?" I'm not, but I want to know why he asked.

"Because it will determine how I'll take you for the first time." He lets go of my hand on his thigh to place it on the side of my neck as his other hand slides so he's cradling my neck between them. He's on the verge of kissing me and it's driving me crazy that he won't just do it. "Answer me, Angel. Are you a virgin?"

"No," I whisper.

I barely have my answer out before he slams his mouth on mine and devours me. It's the only way I can describe what he's doing. I'm at his mercy and can't think past the feel of his mouth.

His tongue.

His taste.

I want it. I want it so badly he could make me orgasm from only a kiss. The need is so strong I almost move my hand under my dress for some relief. Instead, I resume sliding my hand up his thigh. As I edge near the bulge in his pants, he gently pushes me back.

"Fucking hell," He spits out.

Turning away from me, he grabs his drink and downs the rest of it before signaling the big guy from the other day. Trying to appear calm, I smooth my hair back.

Luca's rattled and I like that I have that effect on him. I don't know why I'm proud of that, but I am. I have no idea how he is with other women, but something tells me I got a reaction no one ever has.

As Luca murmurs to his man, I glance across the room and my gaze stops on a busty blonde woman holding a serving tray and glaring daggers at me.

The big guy walks away and Luca turns back to me, so I ask with a nod toward the woman, "Who's that?"

He glances over his shoulder and narrows his eyes. The woman swiftly turns and rushes to the bar to load her tray before walking toward a booth on the other side of the room. Luca relaxes his features before turning back to me. "No one." His face is void of emotion as he stares at me.

So that's how it is.

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