Diana’s POV The city lights twinkled below us as Luke led me into his penthouse. My heart hammered against my ribs. After months of slow kisses, heated touches, and building tension, tonight felt different. We had celebrated our new relationship with a quiet dinner, but the looks he gave me across the table promised so much more. “Are you sure?” he asked, voice low and rough as he closed the door behind us. His big hands rested on my waist, thumbs stroking gently over the thin fabric of my dress. “Yes,” I whispered, stepping closer. “I want you, Luke. All of you.” He didn’t need more encouragement. His mouth crashed down on mine in a deep, hungry kiss. This wasn’t the careful, patient man from the past months. This was raw desire. His tongue swept into my mouth, tasting and claiming, while his hands pulled me flush against his hard body. I moaned softly, feeling the thick ridge of his arousal pressing against my belly. “God, Diana,” he growled against my lips. “You have no i
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