Page 58 of The Secrets We Keep

“They will what?” she gasped, rocking her hips up to meet his deep thrust.

“They’ll know you belong to me.”

“Luca,” she whispered. “I—”

He slid out and back in with a brutal pump of his hips, and her words were lost on a strangled gasp. Later. They’d hash out exactly how they would resurrect her later. Right now, he wanted to concentrate on the feel of her body under his. The way her pussy gripped his cock, the way her nails scored down his back, the way her breath fanned warm against his shoulder.

He’d imagined having her in his bed so many times, and now she was here. He didn’t want to waste a second being anywhere but in this moment with her.

Leaning up on his hand, he slid his cock in and out at a steady pace, each thrust inside her hard and deep, loving the way she tightened around him each time he bottomed out in her, her heels digging into his ass, urging him faster. He captured her nipple between his fingers and twisted it lightly, increasing the pressure until she arched off the bed and whimpered.

“You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”

Her eyes opened, cloudy with lust and that beautiful hazel hidden behind the unnatural shade of blue, but she was here, she was his. Forever. Something he wanted to make sure she didn’t forget.

Slamming his hips against hers, he squeezed her breast, thumb and finger working her nipple until she was vibrating under him, the muscles in her neck straining against the pain and the contact of his pelvis against her clit.

“Come for me, Sienna,” he commanded. “Show me what I do to you.”

He slammed home, giving her nipple another rough twist and groaning when her pussy spasmed on his cock with her orgasm. Her back arched, her skin flushed, her chest rising and falling with each panting breath. He’d never seen anyone more perfect.

Covering her body with his and grinding his cock gently inside her, he peppered kisses across her collarbone. Dipping his tongue into the hollow of her throat, he tilted his head and nibbled up the side of her neck across her scar.

“Luca,” she whispered, her body wrapped around him.

“Hmm?”

“You are everything I ever wanted. I’m sorry we didn’t get more time together.”

Rolling off her, he settled back against the headboard and tugged her into his lap, shifting her until she was straddling him. Pressing against the small of her back, he rocked her hips forward then pulled them down, filling her again.

“We have all the time in the world, Sienna.”

He pressed a kiss between her breasts, rocking her hips against his until she took control of the movements. Bracing her hands on his shoulders, she leveraged herself up and back down again, riding him at her own pace, eyes staring into his.

“If we never get another moment like this, it won’t matter,” she said softly. “Because this one was perfect.”

Something in her tone settled into his chest like a heavy weight. She sounded like she was saying goodbye. But he didn’t ever intend to say goodbye to her again. They would continue their assault on Nero, weaken him and Gallo Industries. Sienna would have her revenge, and then they could build that life together they always talked about. There was no other way this was going to end. He wouldn’t allow it.

Snaking his hand up her thigh, he circled a finger over her clit and she jerked, dropping her forehead against his and riding him faster, more urgently.

“Luca,” she breathed.

“I know, baby girl,” he whispered, fingers digging into the skin of her hip while he worked her clit with rough strokes. “Come for me one more time.”

He gritted his teeth against his own release. He’d wait to follow her over the edge, wait to make sure she had everything she needed before he took for himself. Bracketing her clit with his fingers, he rubbed it quickly before squeezing it, delighting in the way her hips jerked and she slammed down onto him.

“Fuck, Luca.”

“That’s the idea,” he said, squeezing again, her thighs quivering against his. “Do it for me, Sienna. Come nice and hard on my cock, baby girl.”

“Yes,” she panted, fingernails digging into his neck.

When he squeezed her clit a third time, her whole body went taut, and her violent, shuddering orgasm ripped his own from him until his vision dimmed and he saw stars. She collapsed against him, burying her face in his neck, and he circled her waist with his arms, pulling her in close.

“This is all going to be over soon. You trust me on that, right?”

“I do,” she assured him, her words muffled against his skin. “When are you making your next hit?”

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