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name when he cupped her
breasts, his thumbs rubbing against the firm buds of her nipples with confident
strokes. “Luca,” she whispered, dropping her face to his chest and burrowing
against him. His name was her talisman, the only thing keeping her anchored to
the world, and she found herself almost screaming it when he lifted her higher.
Instinctively her thighs locked around his waist and she gasped when his cock
sank inside her wet pussy.
    He filled her completely—almost to the
point of too much—and she clutched his back to keep her balance. Her nails dug
into his skin when Luca began thrusting. He supported her with his hands
cupping her bottom, bringing her tightly against him with each thrust. “That’s
amazing, Luca.” That she could manage any coherent sound surprised her.
    He buried his head in her fall of blonde
hair. “ Mia tesoro dorato . My golden treasure.”
    Convulsions deep inside her womb instigated
an orgasm and she shuddered, tightening around his cock. He convulsed inside
her and they fell backward together on the sofa. “ Mia tesoro ,” he
repeated, his mouth against her ear.
    Phoebe struggled to catch her breath, still
ravaged by the force of their passions and her earth-shattering release. It had
been unforgettable, more than she could have imagined in her most erotic
fantasies. So why did she still feel empty?
    “Worth every penny,” he said in a different
tone—a mix of smugness and smoldering anger. “I have imagined you like this,
but didn’t want to rush you. You seemed so sweet and a bit uncertain.” He
sneered. “Now, I don’t have to worry about building trust just to get you in my
bed.”
    She jumped away from him as though burned.
Memory came crashing back and she cupped her hand over her mouth to keep from
crying out. How could she have been so stupid? He hadn’t taken her because he
wanted her but because he thought he was entitled to.
    Her mouth firmed and she glared at him. “I
hope you enjoyed it, because it will never happen again.”
    He stared up at her impassively, seemingly
unbothered by their state of undress, and showing no sign of leaving. “Wrong, mia
tesoro . It will happen when and where I want it to.”
    “Because you own me?” Her voice was full of
anger but she didn’t miss the shaky note underlying it. Phoebe hoped he didn’t
notice the hurt in her tone or expression.
    He smiled, a sexy quirking of just one side
of his mouth. “Partly, but mostly because you want it to happen too.”
    She sagged, unable to deny his assertion.
How could she resist him when she wanted him so desperately? Making love with
him once hadn’t sated her. It had only deepened her hunger for Luca, regardless
of what he thought of her.
    She hugged herself, both in an attempt to
hide her breasts and to disguise her conflict. “Will you leave now? I’m tired.”
    In an infuriating fashion, Luca shook his
head. “I’m not going anywhere, Phoebe.”
    Her eyes widened and she shook her head.
“You have to. I have things to do.”
    “You have nothing to do other than spend
the night in bed with me.”
    “You don’t understand—”
    Luca gained his feet in one fluid motion, a
visual performance that took her breath away as she watched the coordinated way
his muscles flexed and contracted under his skin, reminding her just how it
felt to be joined with him.
    He walked toward her slowly, as if he had
all night. “I’m not letting you out of my sight. I don’t trust you not to run.”
    “I won’t…” She trailed off, remembering the
forthcoming trip. “I mean, I have to go somewhere, but I’ll pay you back when I
return.”
    He tucked a long strand of hair behind her
ear. “Yes, you will, mia tesoro . You’ve made a start and now it’s time
to continue.” In seconds, he had lifted her into his arms and was headed down
the hallway, seeming to know exactly where her bedroom was. “I’m going to spend
the night getting to know every inch of you.”
    He seemed