CHOSEN BY A SINNER (Completed)

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Hands grip my hips, and I'm tugged back against a solid chest. Warm air tickles my ear. "Stop moving your ass like a fucking stripper."

Sweet Jesus.

The low rumble of Luca's voice, his strong hands gripping my hips, and the solid muscle pressing into my back - sends

me on a rollercoaster of emotions I wasn't prepared for.

Maddening lust. Desperate need. Hopeless dreams. Sweet, sweet, Jesus.

Without any effort, Luca turns me around to face him. In a split second, I notice his sleeves are rolled up, exposing his porn-worthy forearms, his tie hangs loose, and the top two buttons of his dress shirt have been undone, exposing golden skin.

God have mercy on my ovaries. Wanting to save face, I mutter, "Nice to know you're staring at my ass."

Luca's hands move up my sides, the feel of them on my body so freaking seductive that I almost let out a moan. Slowly he pushes my arms up until I rest my forearms on his shoulders, my hands inches away from weaving into his thick black hair.

"I'm not blind. I appreciate beauty as much as the next man."

In a torturously seductive motion, his body takes ownership of mine, forcing my hips to swivel with his.