Chapter 3

She blinked her eyes open, her lips parted and cheeks flushed, looking every bit like a goddess before him. And if he were a better man, he wouldn't have been able to taint such purity. But he wasn't a better man, and there was no turning back now"

-A. Zavarelli, King's Kitten (Coventry Guild, #1)

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Kylie's POV

I had always wondered how it would feel when you are being dominated by someone and yesterday evening I very well felt it and thoroughly enjoyed it. The way his lips touched my skin, the way his fingers and lips worked on my nipples. The mere thoughts of them were enough to make me horny. He gave me hickeys all over my neck and chest.

I was sitting in my office and it was Friday morning so the workload was very high but I was reminiscing about him and was not able to do any work. But one thing I did not get that why did he do all those things to me the other day. I mean I thought we would never meet after that interview.

"If you have done daydreaming Miss Kirby, can we start talking about our new project?" My boss miss Anderson taunted me. "Yeah, sure ma'am," I replied with a wince because of getting caught daydreaming in the office. I took a deep breath and tried to get the thoughts of Luca out of my mind and started working on the file that my boss practically threw on my desk before leaving.

"Kylie, you have to edit these articles today because, on weekends, we are going to publish them, Miss. Anderson told me that you should complete them before leaving" my Boss's assistant told me and left without hearing my response. As if I could have said anything, I rolled my eyes at that. What's up with people coming and throwing things on my desk, I muttered.

I loved my job of editing but sometimes the workload was too much. But again the salary was quite high, enough for me to fulfil my wishes and desires.

It took me two and half hours to edit all the articles. I sighed and kept the laptop and files on the other side of my desk and stretched my arms. I was dead tired and just wanted to hit the bed. So I gathered all my things and headed towards the parking lot of my office. On my way to my home, I couldn't help but wonder about Luca. He was exactly the kind of man I was drawn to. A man who acted like a gentleman in public but behaved like a hungry monster in private. I knew what I wanted. I had always wanted to be dominated by men. It's a turn-on for me. But I had never met a man like him until Luca Cornwallis. He had a dark aura within him which pulled me towards him more. With those thoughts in my mind, I reached my apartment. My apartment was a decent one with two bedrooms, a kitchen, a balcony and a drawing room and overall it felt like home.

I reached my room, undressed and took a shower then dried myself with a towel. I had never worn clothes while sleeping when I used to be alone. After drying myself, I went to the bed and slept.

Around 6:30 am, I heard the bell ring, It took me a couple of minutes to understand what was happening because I was in deep sleep, I was dead tired last night and wondered who it was at this time, who had decided to disturb my precious sleep on weekend. I wore the robe and tied its knot clumsily and headed towards the door to open it, I was still in half sleep and kept yawning on my way to my door. When I opened it, I didn't expect him to be standing in front of my apartment. What the hell was Luca doing here at this time? I thought to myself at that time. I was shocked and it was visible on my face. Here I was standing with open mouth, and entangled hair and there he was looking smokin' hot in his navy blue suit, Looking at me with God knew what kind of look. "Mr Cornwallis, oh Good morning, what are you doing here and at this time? Is everything alright?" I asked confusedly.

"Good morning to you too Miss. Kirby, Do you always wear this kind of clothes while opening the door?" He asked and entered my home even when I didn't invite him and made himself comfortable on the sofa in my drawing room. His question irked something inside me, I did not like the way he said something like this. "What do you mean something like this, it's a robe. I was sleeping and who the hell comes at someone's place at this time and marches inside someone's house like he owned the place." I gave him one line response and was proud of my it that I was able to speak without stuttering. He looked unaffected by my words.

Instead, he asked, "are you even wearing something inside the robe?". The way he looked at me while saying this was enough to make me go crazy. I felt my nipples getting hardened.

Instead of replying to him I heard myself throwing another question at him "last time I remember it was my home, I can wear whatever I want, I can get naked whenever I want and I can sleep however I want, who are you to ask me this?". I mentally slapped myself for saying that. I knew I was getting horny and my mind had stopped working instead my body was dominating my mind. His lips curved into a smile. He stood up and marched towards me, I stopped breathing, not knowing what he was going to do next.

But one thing I did not expect him to do was to open the knot of my robe and he opened it leaving me bare in front of his eyes. His eyes were on my face not looking below it. I knew he was waiting for my response, for me to cover myself but I did not because I wanted it to happen whatever he wanted to do with me. So I let it happen and he got the clue. His eyes wandered downwards with a hungry look on his face. I wanted him to touch me. But he was not touching me. His eyes were glued to my hairless mound with lust in his eyes. Then he looked into my eyes and moved his hands towards his tie and untied it, his eyes still looking at my face but with a different look which I couldn't describe. My chest and mound were bare in front of him but still, I felt like he could see the real me, my secrets, my happiness with those eyes. I brushed off those thoughts and focused on him. My robe was still hanging on my shoulders, he brushed it off from my shoulders and I was naked in front of him. He turned me around with his hands on my shoulders and my face grew hotter than before it already was. I had never felt like this in my life. I knew where he was looking, I could feel his eyes on my behind. I heard him suck in a breath. Then I felt his hands on my behind, my butt was big and I knew it. God, it felt so good. He started massaging it. I was wet I could feel myself dripping. Then he suddenly turned me around so that my face was facing him and he didn't give me any time to think before I could understand anything his lips were on my mine. The kiss was rough, primate, intense, his tongue was fighting with mine for dominance but I was not giving him access to my tongue. But then he squeezed my ass cheeks and I squealed which gave him chance to dominate.

After some time which felt like hours when we both became breathless, we pulled apart but he pulled me again to him. I could feel him getting hard on my abdomen. We were so close that even the air could not pass between us. I could feel the coldness of his clothes on my bare skin.

"Give me your hands" he ordered me in a husky voice still looking at me. Without thinking twice I gave him my hands. He held both of my hands in his and tied my hands with his silky tie and pulled them over my head.

He pushed me towards the sofa with his hands on my chest and helped me in lying down on the sofa. He then pushed my legs apart and brought his face towards my mound before he could do anything I asked in an urgent and needy voice "what are you doing Luca?"

He locked his eyes with mine, squeezed my chest and whispered "claiming what's mine" and with that, he devoured my core without giving me the time to process his words. His tongue gave me a long lick. I could not help but moan. Then he took my small button between his teeth and gave it a slight tug. His tongue was lapping on my core. I arched my back and thrust my hips into his mouth. He pinched the pebbles on my chest hardly making me scream. I felt my eyes rolling when his tongue hit my G spot. He was not giving me any chance to breathe, his tongue was doing all the magic.

I knew I was close and he knew that too.

So his tongue's movement became urgent and he pinched my pebbles mercilessly. I screamed in both pleasure and pain and with that, I came. It was so intense that I was not able to get up and cover myself. I was lying on my sofa leg spread and breathing heavily with my eyes open and looking at him. He untied my hands, pick me up and asked for my bedroom. He then helped me in the bed, covered me with the duet and kissed me on my forehead and left not before telling me that "I will see you later, Tia." I was so tired that I could not even ask him why did he call me Tia and within seconds sleep engulfed me.

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