Page 19 of The Secrets We Keep

A slow grin spread across Luca’s face, and he leaned down to kiss her, sliding his tongue against hers when she parted her lips with a sigh and dropping his hand to her hip to pull her closer.

“Whose card are you using?” He slipped his fingers under the hem of her sweater and traced circles over her warm skin, making her shiver.

“There’s a guy on my team who has the right security clearance. I should be able to get what I need from him.”

His gaze on her face sharpened. “How?”

“The usual.” She lifted a shoulder. “Go out for drinks, flirt, bring him back here for a quickie so I can get access to his security badge.”

“You will absolutely not be doing that,” he said, hand tightening on her waist.

“It’s not like it’ll mean anything. I need his creds to get—”

“Sienna.” Luca’s voice was a warning growl. “You will not be fucking anyone for information.”

She met his hard stare with her own and shoved at his shoulder. “You’re not the boss of me. I will do what I have to do to—”

Luca silenced her with another kiss, rough and demanding. His hands slid through her damp hair, gripping it tight in his fingers and holding her against him while he claimed her mouth with his own. He bit her bottom lip roughly, making her whimper, then soothed it with his tongue.

Using his hands to adjust the angle of her head, he peppered kisses along her jaw to her earlobe. Nipping the lobe with his teeth, he traced the shell of her ear until she trembled, his breath hot on her skin.

“If he touches you,” he whispered against her ear, raising goosebumps along her neck, “I will cut off his fingers one by one until he has nothing left to touch you with. Tell me you understand, baby girl.”

He pressed his lips to the sensitive spot behind her ear, and she nodded, gripping the front of his suit jacket in her fists.

“How am I supposed to get his credentials if I don’t sleep with him?”

His mouth worked down the side of her throat, nudging back the collar of her sweater and dragging his teeth over the skin where her neck met her shoulder.

“You’re a very intelligent woman, Sienna. I’m sure you’ll figure something out.” He dropped one hand from her hair, sliding it under the hem of her sweater and cupping her bare breast, his palm rubbing roughly against her pebbled nipple. “But the only cock you’ll be taking is mine.”

He stepped back long enough to whip her sweater off over her head, then he was lifting her into his arms, sucking her nipple into his mouth and groaning when she wrapped her legs around his waist. He feathered kisses from one nipple to the other, circling it with his tongue before grazing it with his teeth.

“Tell me where the bedroom is, or I’m fucking you on this floor,” he demanded before drawing her nipple between his teeth again.

“Last door at the end of the hall,” she said between hitching breaths.

He carried her easily down the short hallway, fumbling with the door handle before finally swinging it open. She’d left the lights on in here too, but at least her new curtains were drawn. Expecting him to set her down on the floor, she squeaked in surprise when he dropped her onto the edge of the bed, urging her onto her back and covering her half-naked body with his.

The expensive fabric of his suit jacket dragged against her nipples, overly sensitive from his teeth, and she arched against him with a groan. His lips curved into a grin as he kissed and licked and nibbled from her chin, down her neck, between the valley of her breasts,

His tongue dipped into her navel before continuing down to the waistband of her leggings. Nibbling the exposed skin, he hooked his fingers in the fabric and urged her to raise her hips with a lift of his brow. Complying, she nearly came undone when she felt his warm breath against her pussy.

After peeling her leggings off and tossing them behind him, Luca knelt between her thighs. He placed her knees over his shoulders, dragging his tongue from the bottom of her slit to the top, circling it over her clit. She slid her fingers into his hair, grinding against his mouth.

“You taste better than I remember. Do you still come as pretty for me, baby girl?” He slipped first one, then two fingers inside her, shoving them deep and forcing a gasp from her lips. “I can’t wait to find out.”

“Luca,” she whimpered, rocking against the slow, deep thrust of his fingers.

His mouth returned to her clit, sucking it roughly before swirling his tongue around it, his fingers keeping a steady pace inside her. Luca had always known how to touch her, to drive her wild, to push her closer and closer to the brink until he and the pleasure only he could give her were all she could think about.

“That’s it,” he crooned when her pussy clenched around him, working his fingers faster to bring her closer to the edge. “That’s what I want. Come on my fingers, Sienna.”

“Yes,” she groaned, shuddering when he grazed against her G-spot and forced her higher and higher until she exploded around him. “Oh God,” she breathed as he pulled his fingers out of her and licked them clean.

“I missed that sound,” he said, shedding his jacket as he toed off his shoes and socks.

She sat up to help him unbutton his shirt and slide it off his shoulders, leaning in to trail her lips over his abs, his stomach muscles contracting as he undid his belt buckle and dragged down the zipper. He took a step back to slide his pants and boxers down to his ankles, kicking them off and palming his cock, giving it a rough stroke.

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