Free Bloodlines: A Bad Boy Secret Baby Romance (The Snake Eyes Series Book 4) by Tabatha Kiss

the brightest light I’ve ever known, wouldn’t exist.” I push closer to him. “A single look in his eyes makes up for a hundred nights in Gio’s bed.”
    Luka flexes his jawline and looks down at me with hard, regretful eyes, struggling to form words of his own. I study his chiseled features for the first time since that night I feel a soft quiver run through my toes.
    “When Lucian laughs, I think of you,” I say. “When he smiles. When he speaks.” I step forward, standing so close to him our bodies touch. “I think of our time together and how you touched me—”
    “Sofia, stop .”
    “Nothing has ever compared to it. Nothing has ever made me feel the way you made me feel that night. I cling to the memory of you, Luka Lutrova.” I pause, inhaling a deep breath and he does the same. “Do you cling to the memory of me?”
    “Yes,” he answers. His warm breath touches my cheek, igniting the blood beneath my skin.
    I bite my lip, torn in half by fear and desire. There’s nothing I want more than to taste him again, to feel his rough hands on me, to—
    Luka cups my face as I move forward into his embrace. His lips crush mine; a single, powerful kiss that lights my entire body on fire and I sense him burn with me.
    I step back, holding him near me as he pushes me against the laundry machine. His hands slide down my body, caressing my breasts and curves, trailing down to grip my ass and pull me up to sit on the washer. A moan escapes my lips as the warm machine vibrates and tickles at me. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer as I taste and suck on his tongue.
    His thick hands push beneath my collar, forcing the straps down my shoulders and his lips attack my skin. Every kiss lights a match, burning me until I can’t breathe but I still beg for one more.
    “Luka…” I say his name with smiling lips, overwhelmed by the dream inside of me bursting to come out.
    He kisses me again, harder and firmer, as his hands push beneath my skirt and between my thighs.
    I feel his fingers caressing at me, teasing and taunting me with hesitation.
    “Do it…” I beg.
    Luka pushes a thick finger inside of me and my entire body goes tense. He clamps his mouth over mine to silence my inevitable moan. I squeeze his arms until my digits cramp. I quiver and shake, feeling my wetness coat his finger as he slides it in and out of me.
    My hands fall to his waist and I tug at his belt. His finger isn’t enough. I need to feel more of him. I need him inside of me again. I need him to take me and make me—
    “Sofia!”
    Rosalie appears in the dark doorway, her eyes wide open and full of fear.
    Luka steps back, retreating his hand while I push my skirt down and hop off the washer.
    “Rosalie!” I force a smile, swallowing the heat down my throat. “I, uh—”
    She darts backward in the hallway, lowering her eyes as she slams the door behind her.
    “Shit…” I breathe. I rush to the door, prepared to chase her down but I turn to Luka with fear.
    “Go .”
    I pull the door open and run, following Rosalie’s shadow around the corner towards her room. “Rosalie, wait…”
    She picks up her pace until she’s hidden away behind her door. I follow her inside and she barely keeps it together before I close the room behind us.
    “Sofia, what are you doing?” she snaps. “Are you insane?”
    “I’m sorry—” I stop the apology, realizing that I feel no remorse over the act. “It’s not what it looks like…”
    “It looks like you and Mr. Lutrova were—”
    “Shhh!” I place my hand over her lips. “Keep your voice down,” I warn. “Rosalie… you can’t tell anybody about what you just saw.”
    Her eyes grow wide. “But Gio should know—”
    “No, he shouldn’t. It… You saw a moment of weakness, that’s all it was.” I chuckle it all away. “There’s no need to make a big deal out of it.”
    Rosalie shakes her head. “I can’t keep a secret from the master of the house. You know that,