How is it that after everything, I still become completely helpless the moment he kisses me?
The moment his lips touch mine, my entire being becomes focused on him and him alone. I just want to melt into him, to let him carry me off to bed and -
No. I'm not doing this again.
I pull my face away and push at his chest. "Luca, we - "
I'm cut off by his mouth coming down on mine again. It steals all of the breath right out of me.
"Please, Emilia," he murmurs against my lips. "Don't make me beg."
His tongue slips into my mouth, sliding across my bottom lip before delving deeper. I moan, tightening my grip on his shirt.
And then, abruptly, I push him away again.
"What the hell are you doing?" I demand. "Last night you told me you couldn't have sex with me because of our contract. Now you're kissing me and telling me you don't want anyone else to see me come and I - "