His fingers traced lightly along her back. "Luca…" she started. His hand withdrew and connected with her bare ass with a slap hard enough to shock.
Veronica gasped, her fingers pressing harder against the wall as the sensation bloomed warm against her skin.
Then his hand smoothed over the same place, soothing, undoing what he had just done.
He leaned in, his breath brushing against her neck before his lips followed, pressing a slow kiss just below her ear.
"You don't pull me out of important events," he murmured.
"What's so important about it?" she shot back. Another slap. Stronger this time. Veronica cried out, her back arching slightly as the sensation spread, heat rising instantly.
"Luca!"
"I love you," Luca said. "But you don't manipulate me. Is that clear?" Veronica nodded quickly, breath uneven, her fingers pressing harder against the wall.
