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‘Perhaps you’re waiting for me to offer you a villa or an apartment in Paler position in lass

‘Why would I want you to offer enuine bewilderment

‘A mistress has some security A casual lover has none,’ Luciano pointed out

‘I really don’t knoe’re talking about here I thought mistresses died out with corsets,’ she confided jerkily, unnerved by the dialogue because he could not possibly be asking someone like her to be his mistress, his kept wole bubbled in the back of her throat

‘I don’t want to talk,’ Luciano breathed with sudden lancing iaze He ran his hands through the thick tangle of hair tu Are you wearing extensions?’

‘No, it’s allso close now that she could feel the heat of his body striking hers

And right there, he knew he had her because he knew for a fact that only a few months earlier his son’s mother had had short hair But he had already accepted that she was a lying fake, hadn’t he? Charles Bennett didn’t h that lustrous skein of golden silk, Luciano couldn’t have cared less about who Jemima was or what she was He only wanted to see that marvellous hair spread across his pillows and without hesitation he bent and lifted her up

‘Put asped

‘No,’ he said simply ‘I want you’

‘That’s not enough!’

Luciano shouldered open the door between their bedrooh for me, piccolo mia’

And she was on the brink of telling hih for her when he kissed her, kissed her long and hard and hungrily until the blood drummed in her head and her toes curled and her ers reached up and delved into his black curls, shaping his proud head, roa down the back of his neck The need to touch hi, even the cautious vibes trying to tug her back to sanity

Luciano settled her down on his bed and studied her with immense satisfaction He knehat she was He knehat she was capable of But he could not be dareed was a weakness he would use to control her, he reflected with satisfaction while only diht would be sufficient for him He kneasn’t fully in control and it id rules to do as he liked She would be his for as long as he wanted her and that was all that currently mattered to hiain, one hand closing to the rounded curve of her breast and feeling the race of her heartbeat His own heartbeat was like thunder in his ears Her et enough of it

His kisses were like an addictive drug that Jeain, she told herself, ‘Just one more kiss’ And then what? a little voice piped up at the back of her head Her spine arched as he lifted her and deftly released the catch on her bra Before she could react he was peeling her top off over her head and tugging the bra down her arms

‘You’re glorious,’ Luciano husked, tracing her fir to toy with the protruding tips before bowing his head to lash his tongue across the tender crests

Je as sweet, seductive sensation snaked down fro heat gathering there Long brown fingers cradled her bare, rose-tipped curves and his ed buds, licking and suckling and nibbling with an erotic expertise that ainst the ht in her head, only a sense of shock at the raw intensity of what he washer feel

With impatient hands he wrenched her out of her skirt and tossed his shirt on the floor to join it Je appreciation, her attention lingering helplessly on the sleek bronzed torso composed of lean, hard muscle that swooped impressively down to frame a flat stomach and narrow hips His shoulders ide and as rounded with rippling muscles as his biceps Only then as she reluctantly tore her attention from him did she become conscious of her naked breasts, but as she lifted her hands instinctively to cover herself he caught them in one of his and pinned them above her head