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I made my way down to the first floor, knocked on the door, and planted a magnificent smile on my face.
Marco opened the door in a bathrobe and the hotel’s complimentary white slippers on his feet. He blinked at me. “Ciao.”
“Hello, can you help me please?” I fluttered my lashes.
“Sì. What is the trouble?” His accent laced his words.
“May I come in?” I indicated entering his room with my hand.
He sized me up and down before he moved aside so I could enter.
I squeezed past him, and as I strode into his room as if I lived there, I peeled out of my coat, tossed it over the back of a chair, and turned to face him.
Marco’s eyebrows shot up, meeting his bangs, and as he ran his fingers through thick black hair that fell immediately back in place, the door slid shut behind him.
“I need you,” I said in a seductive command as I pointed at him.
“Me?” He placed his hand on his chest.
“I’m horny, and if you’re interested, I’d like to have a little fun.”
“Ummm.” His thick brows drilled together.
“Or I can leave. You choose.”
Not sure whether or not he understood, I lifted my dress over my head. “Do you want me to leave?”
A gush of air whispered off Marco’s lips, and he stepped toward me. “No.” His robe slipped open a fraction, revealing perfect olive skin decorated in dark ink.
A tattoo.
An overwhelming desire to see it gripped me.
I’d never been with a guy with ink before.
I wanted to see the art. To feel it beneath my fingers.
Experiment, Lolly and Calvin had said, and that’s exactly what I planned to do.
I strode to him and tugged the robe open.
It was my turn to gasp.
Surprise. Surprise.
This I had not expected. A magnificent black and red dragon decorated his left shoulder and swept across his flawless, rippled chest.
The ink was a dramatic contrast to his flawless skin, and the dragon’s head, near his other shoulder, was finished in fine details, including rows of razor-sharp teeth.
Marco grabbed my breast.
I smashed his elbow, flipped him onto his stomach on the floor, and wedged my knee into his shoulder.
Holy shit! I’d taken him down so quickly, even I couldn’t believe it.
Chapter Twelve
Maybe my sexual encounters shouldn’t be after karate class. I didn’t know whether to laugh or race out of the door and try to forget what I’d just done.
