Page 16 of The Temptation
She just stands there, nibbling on the corner of her plump bottom lip. Her eyes leave my face and peruse down over my chest.
“You should walk around topless more often. Your tattoos are hot.”
I wrap my arms around my chest. The little vixen just grins as her gaze continues south to my semi-hard boxer-covered cock.
I can’t help it, I know it’s sick and depraved given our age gap, but my dick grows to full mast as my eyes begin to move down her petite body.
I know for a fact that she went to bed wearing my dress shirt last night, but somewhere between then and now, she must have removed it.
My gaze pauses for a second on the two inches of olive skin on her flat abdomen before moving lower to the tiny piece of pink fabric covering her forbidden, virginal pussy.
A small patch of black hair is visible through the intricate lace, and I internally hate myself when my mouth salivates at the sight.
My eyes instantly snap back to her face when she says, “You’re packing a bit of heat down there. Someone seems a little excited to be waking up next to me. You can deny it all you want, Mr De Luca, but yoursalsiccia grossa(Big thick sausage) doesn’t lie.”
One of my hands drops from my chest to cover my junk. “It’s a morning wood … don’t flatter yourself, sweetheart.”
“Hmm,” she hums. “That’s what they all say.” When she throws in a cheeky wink, a sudden jolt of pain shoots through my skull, and for a split second, I genuinely wonder if I’m having a stroke. “You need me to take care of that for you, big boy?”
“Get the fuck out of my room, Lucia,” I bellow.
She pulls back her shoulders and raises her chin in defiance. “With pleasure.”
She spins on her heels, and once again, my eyes betray me. They are drawn to that luscious arse of hers and the hypnotic sway she’s now added to her hips, undeniably for my benefit.
She pauses at the edge of the room and glances back at me with narrowed eyes. “Thanks for being my knight in shitty armour last night,” she mutters in a sarcastic, sugaryvoice before she opens the door and disappears into the hallway.
My hands clasp my head as I tug on the strands of my hair in pure desperation.
I need out of this fucking nightmare stat.
I need to find Salvatori and wipe him off the face of this earth, so I can leave this place and get the fuck away from that woman.
Chapter 5
Lucia
Thankfully, the storm has passed. This morning, we had some drizzle, but then the sun returned. Romeo made the most of it. He’s taken Ki-Ki for two walks today, both times solo.
I get the feeling he’s trying to distance himself from me,again, but I can’t really blame him. I did lay it on pretty thick this morning.
A devious smile curves at my lips at the thought. Little does he know, I’m just getting started.
He’s standing right on the brink, I can feel it. At least, I hope he is. Tonight, I’m going to find out for sure.
Maybe it’s the suffocating tension that’s been building between us, or maybe it’s just me, but that man’s wound so tight he looks ready to snap from the slightest touch. And honestly? I’m dying to see what happens when he finally does.
The poor guy is not going to know what hit him.
Before we ended up here, in the safe house, he went out of his way to avoid being anywhere near me. A part of me feels guilty for pushing him so hard, but this chance I’vebeen handed is too rare to ignore. It may be the only one I get.
If and when we ever leave here, I know he’ll begin to retreat just as quickly. I’m not sure I’ll get another shot at breaking through his walls, so I’m going to make the most of our time here together.
Dinner is almost ready, so I push up onto the tip of my toes and glance out the kitchen window into the backyard.
Romeo is currently out there, pacing back and forth. He’s on the phone to someone, and his free hand is flying all over the place as he talks.
It’s probably Dante or one of his men. A few of them have dropped by while we’ve been staying here, but I haven’t gotten the chance to meet any of them. Romeo goes outside to greet them and has never brought any of them into the house.
