He looked amused. "I have never had to, Bambola," he replied smoothly.
"Till now," she countered, her cheeks flushed. "You never met a woman who would say no to you."
His lips tipped in amusement. He knew exactly what she was doing. He also knew why. And he also knew, it was dangerous. "If you want me, Bambola, all you have to do is ask," he said calmly. "I would be right there in the blink of an eye. Your reverse psychology… it won't work on me."
Vee felt suspended in time, caught between stubborn pride and a body that was betraying her with every breath.
"Won't it?" she shot back, lifting her chin despite the pulse between her legs. "I bet you wish you had your cock inside me right now."
The sensation from the vibrator drew another sound from her throat. Luca shifted again, his need quite obvious.
"Never denied that," he said.
She smiled then. "You want to fuck this tight pussy."
"I'll be the judge of how tight you are, Bambola."
