You Will Be Mine(28)

Luca watched me the whole way. “I know what you’re doing, and it’s not going to work.”

I shrugged. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Are you on the pill?”

I frowned at him. “What? Has anyone told you that you change subjects quicker than a blink of an eye?”

“Are you going to answer me?”

“Yes. I am on the pill.”

He suddenly looked a little angry. “If no one is fucking you, then why are you on the pill?”

“Why is it that men think women will only be on the pill if they’re being fucked as you so eloquently put it? I’ve been on it since I was fourteen. I have very heavy, painful periods otherwise. Is that it now? Would you like to know my shoe size and how often I open my bowels each week?”

Luca shook his head. “I will ignore your sarcasm.”

“Well goooood for you!” I stuck my tongue out at him. I couldn’t believe I did that.

Luca’s head went back in amused shock. “You just stuck your tongue out at me.”

“Yes. What of it?”

“Well, instead of making me angry, it just makes me want plunge my cock into that beautiful mouth of yours.”

I huffed. “You’re disgusting.”

“You’re adorable.” I looked up at his beautiful face and couldn’t help but match his smile. “When was the last time you were tested?”

I shook my head. I couldn’t believe the gall of this man. “Oh, it hasn’t ended then?”

“No. I’m still not finished with you.”

“I was tested about six years ago.”

“That’s a very long time. Why haven’t you been tested since?” I bit my lip. “Clara.” His tone was serious.

“Why should I be if I haven’t…? I mean if I’ve never—oh never mind.”

“Are you telling me the last time you were touched was six years ago? The last time anyone has ever been inside you has been that long?” I sighed again. This was definitely becoming a habit. “Why, Clara?”

“Because this is all I have!” I waved my hands around the room and followed all the features of the place with my eyes. “This has always been my number one priority. This castle is my life.” Silence filled the room for a few seconds, making me wonder why Luca wasn’t saying anything. I looked across at him and saw something in his eyes that I hadn’t seen before. Was it regret? Did he actually feel remorse for what he had put me through today? Or had he suddenly gone off me from my obvious lack of experience? I didn’t know what it was, but it was definitely there.

“What made you go into this?” Finally, he came to his senses and spoke. It seemed whatever it was he was thinking had soon been put to rest.

“I was brought up by very strict parents who thought every little thing I did was a sin. I rebelled against them at every turn. I never wanted to be like them. I wanted to be on my own and have my own independence. My Aunt Trudy is nothing like her little sister. She has a free spirit like me. I think she took pity on me when she took me in. I lived with her for a while until we came up with this business plan of ours. To tell you the truth, I’m a little disappointed she didn’t feel she could come to me for help.”

“Would you have done it if it had been the other way around?”

I smiled at that. It seemed Luca knew me better than I knew myself. “No, I probably wouldn’t have.”

“Well, there’s your answer then.” Luca turned over and switched the light out. “Goodnight, Clara.”

Feeling that little bit disappointed at his sudden change, I pulled the covers over me and faced the other direction. “Goodnight, Luca.”





I woke the next morning to find a hard body pressed against me. For a moment I panicked as I had never had anyone in my bed with me. Ever.

Too soon, realisation kicked in as I felt a big, pulsing erection stabbing into my back. “Clara,” Luca whispered in my ear. “Good morning, Clara.”

“Good morning,” I whispered back.

I ground my bottom into his erection and moaned. My goodness, what a wake-up call.

His lips were brushing against my neck as I gasped in pure unadulterated pleasure. “Luca,” I whispered again as I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards my breast. He pinched my nipple and growled at how erect they were to his touch.

Running his nose from my neck to behind my ear, he said, “I’ve been thinking all night about the fact you’ve been without the feel of a man for six years.”

“Hmm.” That was all I could say. Words just couldn’t seem to form in my mouth. All I could feel were his hands on me and the way his hot breath tingled against my ear as he breathed.