Sophia backed up slowly, her breath catching in her throat. Luca stood near the doorway, his broad, muscular frame blocking her.
He was wearing a white shirt with two buttons open at the top and his chest hair peeking out looking like he was already undressing on his way here.
He started walking slowly to Sophia at a dangerously slow pace "Do you know what happens to girls who invade my space uninvited"? His voice was low and sharp.
"I invade them" His gaze lustfully falling on her trembling legs.
"I take them. Rough, hard and relentless...
I make sure they can't walk when I'm done. That's their punishment."
A terrified shiver ran down her spine.
Then he took a swift but calculated step forward, and suddenly, the distance between us disappeared. Sophia's back hit the cold wall, gasps leaving her lips as he caged her in with his heavy, muscled, towering frame. His hand landed beside her head, caging her in. He leaned in, his breath ghosting over hers.
His anger, sharp and unforgiving just moments ago, shifted into lust. His dark eyes raked over her, burning with an intensity that made her breath hitch. He was observing her hesitancy with his lecherous gaze.
"Are you new here because I've never seen this face before?" He murmured, his voice deep, rough, almost teasing.
"You look young. What's your age?" He whispered into her ear, after stealing glances of her ample sized breasts.
"You're a virgin, aren't you?" He whispered against her face.
His scent smoky, masculine, intoxicating... surrounded her, making her knees weak.
His fingers brushed her cheek, slow... deliberate. She swallowed hard, trying to speak, but her voice betrayed her.
"I... I am not a....." she somehow gathered the courage to speak, but her voice died the moment his rough thumb traced her lower lip, his touch sending jolts of electricity through her body.
"I don't kiss," he said darkly.
"Never saw the point of it." she swallowed hard, her breathing coming in shakingly.
"But for you..." he exhales sharply, " I'll make an exception." he murmured, his lips mere inches from hers.
She sucked in a sharp breath and before she could react, his lips crashed onto her lips.
It was overwhelming... Raw...
Dominant...
His lips moved over hers with sinful expertise, coaxing... devouring... owning... His fingers threaded through her hair, tugging her head back, deepening the kiss as he pressed her body flush against his. She gasped, her tiny fingers fisting against his open chest, and the warmth of his skin made her dizzy.
She could feel the power in him, the way his muscles tensed under her hesitant touch. Heat mingled with saliva. She felt disgusted at first.
His tongue explored her like he was devouring her whole. The squelchy wet sounds of his kisses and her protesting whimpers filled in the eerily quiet room. Her fingers clutched at his shoulders, unsure whether to push him away or pull him closer.
And then reality hit her like a bolt of lightning.
She gasped into his mouth, her voice barely above a whisper, "Luca! Brother!"
The word shattered the moment.
His entire body went still. His grip on her hair and waist loosened immediately. He pulled back and placed his forehead over hers to calm his harsh and unsteady breath.
"Sophia?" He rasped, his voice turned hoarse and raw.