Mistakenly Yours: Contract Marriage With The Billionaire-Chapter 77: Proof of his desire

Chapter 77: Proof of his desire
Sara looked down at their hands, still clasped around the black card. "I will not use it, even if you’ve given this to me."
"Why? Don’t you love being pampered? I’m spoiling you with money," Luca countered, feigning a deep disappointment. "If you keep refusing like this, then I may feel upset."
"Why would you be upset?" Sara asked, a light of amusement dancing in her eyes. "Shouldn’t you be happy that I’m not a spendthrift?" She arched her eyebrow playfully, challenging his unexpected desire to see her use his immense wealth.
"I want you to spend as much as you want on yourself," Luca insisted, his eyes holding hers. "Buy beautiful dresses, glittering jewelry, and eat at the nicest places with me. What’s the hesitation? Every woman loves to be pampered by her husband like this."
"I’m different," Sara stated, and she began to rise, intending to head toward the staircase.
Before her feet fully found the floor, Luca gave a quick pull. Sara gasped, losing her balance completely, and thumped neatly onto his lap. His arms instantly wrapped around her waist, securing her against his chest.
Her legs were tucked comfortably on one side of him, and her hands instinctively flew up to rest on his broad shoulders, holding him for balance. They were pressed close, the heat of their bodies immediately changing the atmosphere in the quiet living room.
"Let me go," she whispered, her heart suddenly racing with the unexpected closeness between them.
"Why do you run away from me? I’m trying to be a better hubby," he affirmed, looking down at her.
"I’m not running away," she murmured, though the slight tremble in her voice betrayed her.
"You are," he stated simply. "You always do whenever I want to get close to you." His hand slipped away from her waist, the tips of his fingers beginning to trail lightly up her bare arm. He continued the slow journey until his touch cradled her neck, his thumb resting near her jawline. A rush of heat surged up her neck, and she felt her cheeks instantly burning.
He dipped his face into the other side of her neck, gently sucking on her skin, making her gasp sharply.
"Luca, what are you doing? Mmph..." Sara was unable to hold back a low moan when his tongue traced that sensitive spot, and the next moment she yelped softly as he nipped the area. He lingered there, sucking the spot again.
His intention was clear: to mark and savor her.
Sara, who had initially been subtly resisting, suddenly felt a strange, thrilling warmth bloom in the pit of her stomach.
The cascade of open-mouthed kisses, which quickly moved from her neck to her throat and then down to her collarbone, caused her mind to empty. She stopped thinking about everything, focusing only on the overwhelming sensation of him.
His other hand slowly lowered to her thigh, caressing the soft fabric gently before starting a slow journey upwards.
The hand finally came to rest just under her left bosom. He opened his eyes, finding that Sara had closed hers completely. Her cheeks were now a vivid beetroot red, and she had bled her lower lip slightly from biting down.
He captured her lips, initiating a tender kiss. He moved deliberately, ensuring the moment would not be rushed, savoring her taste.
Sara instantly opened her eyes in surprise as her body was gently lowered onto the large couch, Luca’s face hovering intensely above hers. All she could manage in that moment was to surrender and return the kiss.
Her fingers pressed tightly onto his shoulders as their lips melded. Suddenly, his tongue found hers, deepening the kiss into a fierce exchange.
Sara had never gone this far with him, yet the thought of stopping didn’t even register. Maybe she desperately needed him; she certainly yearned to feel loved and wanted.
His possesive hand rested firmly over her bosom, eliciting a soft moan that was swallowed by the kiss. The intensity grew with each passing second until the desperate need for oxygen became overwhelming.
Finally, Luca broke the connection, but only slightly. He delivered a trail of moist kisses across her jawline, moving slowly down to her chin, his chest heaving slightly above hers.
"Luca," she whispered his name, the sound laced with enjoyment rather than a command to stop him.
"Yes, Sara?" He finally pulled back just enough, his eyes locking intensely with hers. His breathing was ragged, and the proof of his desire was evident in the growing bulge in his pants.
"Do you want me to stop?" he asked, letting her know that even now, he would put a halt to things if she asked.
"No," Sara replied softly, only to immediately bite her bottom lip as she realized what she had just confessed. "I-I think we should stop here," she stuttered, her attempt to regain control. She tried to rise from the couch.
But to her surprise, Luca didn’t let her go. He smoothly shifted his hold, scooping her up into his arms in a bridal style.
"I will take you upstairs," he murmured, already turning toward the staircase.
She quietly laced her arms around his neck, resting her head on his shoulder. Pressed against his chest, she could distinctly feel the rapid beats of his racing heart.
Once they arrived in the bedroom, Luca gently lowered her onto the large bed. Instead of climbing in beside her, he knelt down and began carefully removing the heels from her feet.
"I’ll do it," she said softly, lifting her hands.
"It’s fine. I’m done," Luca replied, already slipping the second heel off. He gathered them, walked over to the shoe rack, and placed them neatly on a high shelf, setting his own shoes beside them.
He definitely wanted more, Sara thought, biting her lip unconsciously.
"Don’t bite your lips," Luca said, turning back to the bed. "Your lower one was bleeding earlier."
"Hm." She quickly wiped her lips, avoiding his gaze. "You can use the washroom first. Aren’t you hungry? I will ask—"
"I told Jonathan and the other staff to retire early tonight," Luca cut her off, informing her they were alone in the house.
"Oh." Sara smiled at him suddenly. "I will cook then," she replied.