A Thief in Venice
“She was wearing a yellow sundress that hugged her breasts and flared out at the waist into soft folds. She looked touchable.
“I want my painting back,” she said with heat. “That’s the only reason I’m having dinner with you.”
I laughed at her. “Ah, Lucia. Lying to me would be forgivable. But lying to yourself?” I knew what I felt, and I could tell that she felt it too. There was a unique chemistry between us. The games we played over the Madonna added spice, but even if we didn’t spar ov...er a painting, there was a heat between us that we both felt.
My sweet little thief. When I took her hand, she didn’t pull away from me like a scared kitten. No. Lucia walked close enough that I could feel the heat emanate from her body.
I pulled her into my arms and kissed her. I hadn’t kissed her before, and I could feel her stiffen for an instant before she kissed me back with passion.MoreLess
“I want my painting back,” she said with heat. “That’s the only reason I’m having dinner with you.”
I laughed at her. “Ah, Lucia. Lying to me would be forgivable. But lying to yourself?” I knew what I felt, and I could tell that she felt it too. There was a unique chemistry between us. The games we played over the Madonna added spice, but even if we didn’t spar ov...er a painting, there was a heat between us that we both felt.
My sweet little thief. When I took her hand, she didn’t pull away from me like a scared kitten. No. Lucia walked close enough that I could feel the heat emanate from her body.
I pulled her into my arms and kissed her. I hadn’t kissed her before, and I could feel her stiffen for an instant before she kissed me back with passion.MoreLess
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