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“I don’t know, just having fun with it.”
“Yeah, well you’re not a French woman from the nineteen fifties.”
I slap his chest playfully. “He didn’t even hear me, relax.”
“Could choke you right now.”
“I wish you would.” I run my tongue across my teeth, and I can see him getting uncomfortably hot.
As soon as we enter the Plaza, a gigantic golden-crystal chandelier nearly takes my breath away. It’s so unnatural not to crane my neck and really take it in. The glass ceiling overhead showcasing the sky. It’s beautiful.
Leandro guides me to the front desk.
“Hello, sir, lady, how may I assist you? Checking in?”
“Hey, great to see you.” Leandro smiles wide. “Yes, sir. Checking in. Me and the Mrs. We have a reservation under D’Amico.”
“Sure, just one moment.”
“We have ressys at the Palm Court tonight. Heard they have great drinks. Am I in good hands, my man?”
I’m holding back a laugh at how ridiculous this normally stoic man is acting. He missed his career in acting, seriously.
“Hun, give him a second to breathe, will you?” I point to the man tapping away at the keyboard.
“It’s quite alright.” The man laughs. “There we are. All set. Two nights in the base-line suite on the fourteenth floor. And yes, Mr. D’Amico, I think you’ll very much enjoy the experience at the Palm tonight. Have one for me, okay?”
“Will do.” Leandro grabs the keycards, shakes the man’s hand, and taps the desk twice – wide smile intact.
We walk to the elevator, and I notice him dragging us as close to crowds as possible. He wants to blend, in the awful event that the Barone’s hijack the cameras for suspicious activity. I think you’d have to be off your rocker to do that. And I might be the most paranoid person in the world.
Even the elevators are plated in gold. I’m careful not to gawk too much, because then I would seem out of place and fuck up Leandro’s whole planned image. There’s a camera in the top corner… which is why Leandro makes a show of cuddling close to me. The real Leandro would never do that in a million years.
This is actually hilarious.
“Oh my?” I fan myself, falling into my own role. But really, I want to fuck that act out of him. This whole scene is hot.
As he whisks me to our room, I exhale all the jitters out of me as soon as the door closes. Privacy.
“No cameras in here, right?”
“Right.” He opens our bag and pulls out another dress wrapped in plastic – for tomorrow’s wedding. And a dress shirt, tie combo to mix up his suit.
I immediately rush to hang the outfits in the closet so they don’t get wrinkled. “Pretty dress, dress shirt, oh!”
My dress is yanked all the way up – my bare ass feeling the airconditioned air, then the sensation of a tongue licking my slit from the bottom.
I nearly fall forward, but catch myself by planting both palms on the wall.
“You were looking ripe on the ride over.” He squeezes my ass-cheek hard to spread them, so he can get deeper into me.
“Mm—You always get crazy when you’re on a job.”
“Do you want me to stop?” He sticks his pinky into my ass while sucking on my bottom lips.
“No, wolf. I’ve been bad.” I push my ass closer to his face, begging for more. I can’t even see him like this, but I don’t need to. His grunting voice is enough to keep me dripping for the rest of my days.
He’s harsh and aggressive, yet his free hand caresses my leg, making me feel like there’s two entirely different men fondling me. I don’t mind. Bring on the kink.
