Page 22 of Sweet Union
“Oh, you do, do you?”
He chuckles at his own joke. “I do. And what do you do?”
“I’m a receptionist at a lawyer’s firm. It’s … boring, I’ll admit. Not much excitement.”
“You need excitement in your life?”
“I really do.” And I really mean that.
“I could show you some excitement,” he says slyly as he takes a sip from his drink.
“Oh, I’m sure you could. But I’m not that kind of girl, Robert.”
“And what kind of girl is that?”
“The kind who finds excitement with a man she just met.”
His eyes darken. “Good.”
“Good?”
“I like a challenge.”
I smile as I take another drink. The wine is crisp and sweet. “Well, then, you’ll have to woo me.”
“How am I supposed to do that?”
“I don’t know. Figure it out.” I stand up and start walking away. Let Luca make the next move.
It doesn’t take him long. He follows me out of the restaurant and to the elevators. He bought us a room for tonight, just to change up scenery from the safe house.
Once we’re in the elevator, Luca grabs my wrist and pulls me in close to him. “Is this enough excitement for you?” he whispers as our lips hover close.
“I don’t know. Show me.”
The elevator dings, and the doors open. Luca doesn’t wait for a beat. He growls as he scoops me into his arms and carries me down the hallway to our room. He sets me down on the bed once we’re inside. The room is sleek and elegant. The perfect place for a date night.
I slip off my wig as Luca takes off my shoes. He kisses each of my ankles before trailing his lips higher up my right leg.
“I kind of liked the red,” he comments.
“Take yours off. I want it to be you.”
He tosses his wig onto the floor before resuming his kisses on my leg. I shiver as I sink into the mattress. Luca knows how to light me on fire with the smallest of touches.
He pushes up my dress and gently pulls my underwear down. I’m already wet for him. Parting my legs, he takes a moment to look at my most intimate area. I don’t feel any embarrassment. All I feel is love, respect, and desire.
He gives me a dark look as he leans down and kisses my folds. I arch my hips up to his mouth. Luca keeps his kisses light and airy, like he’s teasing me. He wants to draw this out.
When his lips brush against my bundle of nerves, I almost lose it. “Luca, please.”
He finally gives me what I want by kissing and licking me harder. He knows the perfect amount of pressure to make me feel amazing. My breath comes out faster, and my legs tense.
“Luca,” I moan as I grab the back of his head. I can feel his smile against my skin as he continues to pleasure me with his mouth. His hands dig into my thighs. “Luca!”
He spends a lot of attention on my nub, getting me closer and closer to my release.
“This feels amazing,” I say. “Oh, Luca.”
