"Would you help me with my zip?" she asked, turning her back to him.
Luca's lips curved into a slow smirk as he stepped closer, his fingers finding the zipper. He paused there for a second, his breath brushing lightly against her neck.
"I'm still not going to fuck you yet, Bambola," he murmured.
"Ugh… come on!" she groaned, tilting her head back slightly, exposing more of her neck.
His fingers dragged the zip down slowly.
"I'll make you cum as many times as you want…" he continued, "…but I'm not fucking you."
"Do you want me to beg you again?" she shot back, turning her head just enough to glance at him over her shoulder, her eyes glinting with challenge.
Luca huffed a quiet laugh. "You just gave me two reasons not to have sex with you, love," he said, his fingers brushing lightly against her skin as the dress slipped further. "I only had one before."
