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Thunder blasted above them, seeming to vibrate the earth. The rain fell even harder, a waterfall splashing up and around them.

“I’m coming,” she cried. “Oh... Luca.”

Serena closed her eyes. She was her old self for a few sweeter than sweet moments. Back in Rome with Luca. Fucking. Coming. Pleasure their drug. Her pussy spasmed around his cock, milking him, hugging him. He came with her.

They slid on the muddy earth as one, the rain no longer cold on her hot skin but welcome.

She grasped his face and pulled him close. Set her lips over his.

He responded by plunging his tongue in, gathering her close and driving even deeper into her, a long low moan rising up from his throat.

She trembled; her nerves were alive in a way they hadn’t been for a full year.

It was clear running from Luca was foolish, not just because she didn’t stand a chance of getting away from him, but he was part of her, part of her soul, part of her future.

Or was that just her post-orgasmic mind in override?

Chapter Ten

Luca stared down atSerena—wet, mud-caked, and flushed from her climax, she was more beautiful than he even remembered. His cock was still rigid despite just coming spectacularly and so hard.

She was panting, her hair sloppy with mud, her cheeks wet and lips swollen from their kisses.

“Apologize,” he said, cupping her chin.

“For what?”

Annoyance surged within him. “For running away while I was in the shower, what the hell do you think?”

“No.”

“No, what?”

“No, I won’t apologize. You’re holding me against my will. Luca. What do you expect me to do?” She was as breathless as he was.

For the first time Luca noticed the rain beating down on his bare back. It was sharp and cold, perhaps it was hail now. “I expect you to do as I tell you.” He gripped her chin. “You’re mine.”

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