Marked For Crime Royalty| Book One | ✓

26 - Insatiable hunger

"What is your problem?" He questions, his voice deep and authoritative, causing her to want to submit, but she doesn't, instead she stares at him, savagery spread across her face as she says,

"You" Her voice low, the falling water barely covering it. She runs her hands over his shoulders covered by the now soaking white dress shirt he wore. Now transparent, allowing her to see his sculpted body. His fixed gaze never faltered from her eyes, and she leaned in, her hand traveling behind his neck, slowly bringing him down as her eyes closed.

She leaned in close, their noses almost touching as she felt his breath on her lips. Slowly, her flawless lips brushed against his before she completed their kiss as she took his lips within her own, her mind dazed as she felt the light stubble against her. Her desire for him was too great, too much to hold, a burden and she wanted to ease the weight.

But he wanted her to carry it.

Teresa lowered, her eyes opening and her hand trailing off his body. Maybe he was really angry this time. Teresa, now feeling very unwanted, moved so she could leave. She thought maybe it was either because he was angry or because of her saying she loved him yesterday. Maybe he was okay with that and only spoke to her because he saw her as nothing more than just a business partner, never a friend. Luciano Rossi doesn't have those.

Dropping her gaze, she began to move around him. A loud, unexpected gasp escaped from her lips as her back harshly hit the hard surface of the wall once more and her eyes traveled higher to meet his.

"Non hai idea di cosa ti sei cacciato, ma ti prometto che te lo mostrerò." (You have no idea of what you've gotten yourself into, but I make good promise that I will show you.) "

He whispered, brushing her hair behind her ear, searching her glossy eyes. Teresa, not knowing what that meant, smiled anyway since his countenance didn't display anger or rejection. He lifted her chin with his finger, his deep, striking jade green eyes boring into hers.

"I want you" Her own eyes widened, her breath shallow and shaky, not expecting him to say it so bluntly and confidently.

Without warning, his lips smashed against hers, instantly bruising, almost flattening hers. His dangerous lips fiercely claimed hers, assaulting all her senses. The electrical contact stirred her emotions, her heart and her soul. Even knowing how aggressive he was, it didn't stop her from pressing her lips back to his, accepting his brutal desire. Even more, she was unprepared for what happened next.

Her breath came in a wild gasp as he cupped her throat roughly, his four rough, manly fingers on one side and his thumb squeezing against the base of her neck.

And with tight grip, her head pulled back slightly, on the wall, her mouth opened just for his tongue to find hers. And her tongue darted out, not inside his mouth, but against his flat, wet and big tongue and she was confident it would do more than a good job satisfying her elsewhere. His head tilted, his lips enveloping her tongue along with her bottom lip in the nastiest, sensual, animalistic and delicious way possible. And his kiss grew faster and faster, intensifying every time, her lips never catching a break from his. Her tongue was constantly against his and she loved it just as much as he did.

Luciano's kisses were cupid arrows burning on fire and they all landed in Teresa, heating her body up, the flames engulfing her whole. Unable to endure his harsh, demanding kisses, she placed her hand on his chest, however he didn't take the sign of her plea. Instead he raised her hand above her head, his scorching, desperately wet and fatal tongue raided her mouth, causing her to moan at the unexpected attack.

Greatly aroused, she bit his lip wanting to provoke him more, and he groaned, increasing the heat between her thighs. He pressed her against the wall harder, his print pressed against her, heating her to the core causing her to grip his hair. She wanted to feel him deep inside of her, desperate for more, desperate for his touch, desperate for him.