You Will Be Mine(81)

“Ti scoperò fino a farti esplodere di piacere.”

Fuck me, I was going again. “More, more!”

Thrusting even harder, Luca growled. “Sto andando a farsi fottere fino a quando non si grido.”

That was it. It didn’t take much. I screamed and bucked underneath him. I didn’t care what the hell he’d said; it was just so fucking hot!

“I love making you come!” he screamed, and before I knew it, he was right there with me—thrusting and stiffening as his cock exploded come inside of me.

Breathing hard into my neck, Luca stroked my hair tenderly. “Why can I never seem to get enough of you? I want you all the fucking time. Marry me, Clara.”

I stiffened in his arms. Did I just hear correctly? He asked me to marry him? Was it actually even a question?

When I didn’t answer, Luca pulled his head from my neck and looked me in the eyes. Swiping a lock of sweaty hair from my brow, Luca smiled. “Have I made you speechless? That would be a first.”

“This is no time for jokes.”

Tenderly stroking my cheeks, Luca brushed his thumb over my mouth and kissed me. “Marry. Me.”

I shook my head and Luca thrust me up against the wall to make me stop. “You’re asking me while you still have your cock inside me after we’ve just had sex. Your head’s not screwed on properly.”

“My head is very screwed on. I’ve been thinking about this for a while, but just didn’t know how to ask you.”

I laughed sarcastically. “So you thought you’d give me two orgasms, then ask, thinking that my brain would be turned to so much mush that I’d say yes?”

Luca smiled and raised his eyebrow. “That was the plan—yes. Why, has it not worked?”

I puffed out some air. “I can’t believe you.”

“Is that a no then? If it is, I may have to work on reconnecting with you again.”

Shaking my head, I cupped his face in my hands. “You’re so romantic.”

“I didn’t think you were the hearts and flowers kind of girl. If you are, then I shall rethink and ask you again.” Seeing how serious I must have looked, Luca pulled out and placed me down. “Do you not want to marry me?”

Looking into his worried eyes, it was the first time I had ever seen any vulnerability. “It’s not that, Luca. It’s just so … so sudden.”

Luca held my face to his and sighed. “My mama once told me that I would find the girl of my dreams, and when I did, I had to hold onto her tightly and never let her go.”

Laughing in my head, I began to realise just why Luca was so dominant with me. Why he always said I belonged to him.

Luca held my gaze and pinned me with his pleading eyes. “I don’t need to wait any longer to know that we’re meant to be together. I felt it since the day I saw that picture of you in your aunt’s place. You are the girl of my dreams. The one my mother told me about. I knew it that day, and I was certain of it the moment I laid eyes on you. You can’t get away from me. I will win your heart. I will always win. There’s just no escape from me. You may as well give in and say yes now.”

I smiled. I couldn’t help it. Even now, Luca was ordering me around. Even for something as serious as marriage, he still couldn’t seem to relinquish an ounce of his control.

Luca kissed me gently and sighed. “Do you love me?”

I stilled, but I couldn’t deny it to myself or to Luca. “Yes, I do love you. And now, I’m really bloody mad at you!” Stomping off, I got really angry.

“What?” Luca was dumbstruck. “I don’t understand. You say you love me and then you get angry with me?”

“Yes, and do you want to know why?”

Strolling over to take my hand, he muttered, “Of course I want to know why.”

“Because, even now, you’re going completely over-the-top alpha on me. I was coerced into telling you I loved you rather than being allowed to let it come naturally. Are you happy with yourself now?”

Luca laughed, grabbed my hand and kissed it. “I love it when you get angry.”

I ran into the bathroom and turned the tap on for a bath, huffing as I went. As I spun around, I caught the fucker’s grin and almost slapped him.

“My baby loves me.”

Putting my hand in front of me, I shook my head. “Don’t you dare, Luca. You’re not worming your way around me again.”

“But, you love me.”

Seeing the overjoyed little boy look, I couldn’t help but smile. Within an instant, he’d had me coming twice, shocked the hell out of me, had me ready to bash him about the head—and now? Now, I was smiling like an idiot at him.