(Luca Delacroix POV)I was angry with her. I was angry that she would let a man touch her. She didn’t seem so free with me, but she was so free with him. It irritated me.“Do you have any idea how close I came to breaking his wrist?” I asked, my fingers twirling between her folds.Ohh gosh, she was wet. Wet and ready for me to sink my cock deep inside her.She met me stare for stare. I caught the hint of guilt cross her face before she buried it in her usual defiance.“Luca, you are crazy, you are overreacting,” she said breathily.I circled her clit with my fingers, with the same rhythm that my pulse rolled in my ears. “Overreacting? He touched you, Claire, in front of me. It was like I didn’t exist, like you weren’t already mine.”Her lips parted, wanting to argue, but a small moan escaped. She was so beautiful with her eyes hooded in pleasure. I could watch her all day and never get tired.“I am not yours,” she stammered.“Fuck, yes you are. You are mine, and mine alone. I don’t wa
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