CHAPTER SEVEN
Juliette POV
Luca's hand slid down to my thigh, and he pulled up my dress. With every touch, it sent shivers through my body. His hand kept teasing me; the way he touched me made me feel weak and made me want him more. "Please," I said in between breaths. "Please what?" Juliette, use your words. "Touch me," his smirk grew wider. "Beg me," he said. "Please, Luca, touch me," I said, looking into his eyes with desire. Then he did. He slid his hand in between my legs, rubbing the soft fabric of my underwear against my core. A moan escaped me as his fingers pulled the fabric aside, still pinning me to the seat with his hand around my throat. He slid his fingers inside me, making me moan with pleasure. "More," I said, breathless. He smirked and added a third finger, pumping in
