Chapter 35

35

Luca

Her words slice through the last of my defenses. I've been trying to hold back since placing my ring on her finger. Hell, I even managed not to kiss her, knowing once I started, I wouldn't be able to back down from consummating the marriage, and some still functioning part of my brain insisted that was the right thing to do.

Give her some space, let her come to grips with what's happened. All of my best intentions had gone out the window the moment we were alone. I wanted to grab her and throw her down and bury myself inside her right away. Wanted to savor the feel of her skin, the scent of her, the taste of her, how it felt to have her trembling in my arms as she tried to curtail her need.

Then, she said the very words I told her she'd ask of me, and the last of my restraint shattered. My groin hardens, my thighs tighten, and that melting sensation in my chest spreads until it feels like I'm drowning in a sea of craving. An ache. A hunger. A burning that won't be quenched until I've had her.

I bend and scoop her up in my arms. She winds her arms about my neck, then rises up and digs her teeth into my chin.

Cazzo! I feel the tug all the way to the tip of my cock.

"You don't know what you're doing," I growl.

"Don't I?" She licks the skin she's bitten and a tremor of heat shoots up my spine.

She buries her nose in the hollow of my throat. She inhales deeply, and a quivering grips me. My knees seem to tremble—they fucking tremble—and my bicep muscles tense. A fierce need sweeps through me until I feel I'm going to spontaneously combust. Whatever this madness is, I need to get it out of my system before it consumes me. I speed up, head for the door, and once out in the corridor, I turn and head for the main doorway and out of the house.

"Where are we going?" She glances up. "I thought you were taking me up the stairs?"

So had I. But I'm more possessive than I realized, for the thought of having her for the first time in any place other than my own bed is untenable.

"Luca?" She places her fingers against my cheek. "Where are we going?"

"Home."

When I reach the car, the same man who drove us here is already there and holding the door open.

I place her inside. When I straighten, she grabs my arm and tugs. I turn and bend my knees until I'm eye level with her. I press a hard kiss to her mouth. She throws her arms around me and holds on. She parts her lips and I sweep my tongue inside, chasing hers. The taste of hers sinks into my palate and goes straight to my head. My cock all but stabs a hole through my pants. Cazzo . I tear my mouth from hers. "Scoot inside."

She slides over. I follow her in and slam the door shut.

"Get us to the airport." I tap on the barrier between the front and the back seats and he raises it. Even before he's eased the car forward, she throws her leg over my lap and straddles me.

"Fucking hell." I grab her hips and hold her in place over my throbbing arousal. She digs her fingers into my shoulders, grinds down on my hard column, and goddamn, the sight of her with her head thrown back, riding me like she can't get enough of me, is enough to send me out of my body.

I curve my palm around the nape of her neck and squeeze. She draws in a breath, then gazes into my eyes. Her golden pupils resemble dark lava, her cheeks are flushed, and her hair is a cloud around her shoulders. Her neck is so slender, my fingers meet in the front.

I drag my other palm down the fabric of her dress, bunch it up around her knees, then slide it under the hem and up her thigh. She trembles. I slip my finger under her panties and brush her pussy lips. Her entire body jolts. A moan bleeds from her lips. Why didn't I take her straight to the bedroom when I had the chance? Now I'll have to wait another few hours before I bury myself inside her. I press down on the swollen nub of her clit, and she pushes out her chest so her breasts are right in my face. Damn. I bend my head and close my lips around her nipple over the fabric of her wedding dress. She wriggles around restlessly, parts her legs wider as she tries to invite my finger inside her melting pussy. I release her nipple, only to turn my attention to her other breast, then breach her channel with my thumb.

"Jesus. What are you doing to me?" I growl.

She brings up her knees, lowers her forehead to mine and pants. "Luca, please, please…" A tear squeezes out of the side of her eye and I lick it. I gaze into her eyes as I brush my lips over hers, and she flutters around my finger. A burning sensation ignites in my chest. My thighs harden, and my balls tighten. I can't let myself come, not yet. Not until I'm inside her. Not until I have her in my bed. Doesn't mean I can't shoot her high on pleasure, though. In one sweeping move, I turn and throw her down on the seat—thank fuck we're in a limo.

She yelps, stares up at me. "What are you doing?"

"You don't get to question me."

Her cheeks redden. "You're such a neanderthal."

"And you" —I warn her as I shove her dress up so it's around her chest— "are at my mercy." I grab her panties, pull them down her legs, then before she can react, I dive down between her thighs.

"Luca—" Her yell cuts out when I thrust my tongue inside her channel.

I notch my arms under her knees and lift them so they're pushed up on either side of her chest, then I swipe my tongue up her slit. She moans. I lick her again and again, then curl my tongue around the swollen nub of her clit.

She digs her fingers into my hair and tugs, I feel the pull all the way down to my cock. Goddamn. I need to get her to come before I spill in my pants. I suck on her clit, and a whine bleeds from her lips. Her entire body goes rigid, and I know she's close. I begin to eat her out in earnest. I slurp on her pussy lips, tug on them, then ram my tongue inside her channel again and again. I mimic exactly what it is I want to do with her when I finally have my cock buried inside her. I drag my whiskered chin across her soft flesh and she explodes. Her spine curves, and she throws her head back and cries out as her entire body jolts. Moisture bathes my tongue and I lap it up. I keep on licking up the sweet evidence of her climax, and she finally slumps. I raise my head, release my grip, and crawl up to plant my elbows on either side of her. Then I lower my head and lick up the tears on her cheek before I place my mouth on hers.