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“Fuck.” I suck in a breath and look at his dark head as he moves, licking the length of me.
He straightens then, stopping before I come, and I look up at him. He’s standing beside the bed fully dressed in a dark button-down shirt and slacks. My gaze pauses on his hands, and I remember my punishment. Why does that turn me on?
“Good morning, Sunshine.” Coffee steams on the nightstand, but that’s not what I want right now. “I can’t tell you the last time I slept that well.”
I groan, and he sets one knee on the bed, slaps my hip.
“Don’t be like that.” He flips me over onto my belly and draws me up so I’m on my knees, my ass to him.
I’m still because the need from last night, he just brought it raging back.
“I hope you’ll remember last night’s spanking next time you want to misbehave.”
His fingers touch a tender spot on my ass. I go to move, but he stops me. I hear the buckle of his belt, and for a moment, I think he’s going to use it. I think he’s going to use it on me.
“No!”
He grabs my hip before I can scoot away.
“Shh.” He unzips his pants, pushes them down a little to release his ready, thick cock, takes it into his hand. “Punishment is over, Sunshine.”
He sets one knee on the bed between mine and pushes my head down as he slides into me, and I arch my back against him. He squeezes my ass in his hands. It hurts, it’s sore from last night, but then he starts to move. He slips one hand beneath me and takes my clit between two fingers, and I’m lost. I’m a mess. I don’t know how many times I come as he fucks me like that, fucks me so deep I’m dripping down my thighs.
I feel his hand in my hair then, his fist gripping it, forcing me to crane my neck. Giovanni’s eyes are locked on mine, and he’s fucking me harder and his face is fierce, and I know the moment he’s going to come. I feel him thicken, I see that glow he gets in his eyes. When he shifts his gaze to watch himself fucking me, watches his cock as it’s being swallowed up by my pussy, and he presses his finger into my ass, I explode again as he thrusts to my very core and throbs inside me. When he pulls out, I fall onto the bed limp and empty, my breathing ragged, sweat covering me.
I turn my head to look at him. He stands, wipes his dick off on the towel he’d discarded last night, and tucks himself back into his pants like it was nothing. Like we didn’t just fuck like animals. He watches me, sits down on the edge of the bed, and reaches for the key on the nightstand to undo the cuffs on my wrists before he stands again and takes one of the cups of coffee.
“You okay?”
I think he’s asking about last night. About the punishment. The fucking. The torment. I don’t know exactly, but I nod. I am okay.
He nods too and checks his watch. “Go have a shower. One of my men brought some clothes from your apartment. They’re in that bag. Get dressed. Your breakfast is ready in the dining room. Once you’ve eaten, come into my study. It’s time to get some questions answered.” He turns and walks to the door.
“Giovanni?”
“Yes?” he asks, turning back to me.
“My father?”
“He’s already been moved to a safe location. Nan too.”
I exhale. “Thank you.”
He just nods like he wasn’t expecting that and walks out the door.12GiovanniThirty minutes later, Emilia is sitting in a chair across from my desk. I watch her as she looks around, taking in the large space, the imposing wooden bookcases, the dark walls, heavy curtains. The desk itself is massive, and I know sitting across from it is intimidating. But that’s the point.
I get up and walk around the desk. Leaning against it, I fold my arms across my chest.
“Did you eat?”
“Yes. Where are Nan and my father?”
“Safe.”
“Where?”
“I’m the one who asks the questions now.”
“How can I be sure you won’t hurt him?”
“Like I said last night, you’ll have to trust me. I’m not sure you have many other options. And I think you already know that, or you wouldn’t have asked me for help.”
“How long have you known?”
“Only since yesterday.”
“Does my brother know yet that Diaz failed again?”
There’s a curling to her lip, like there’s something distasteful in her mouth.
“I would guess so.”
“Are your men at the house? In case they can pick him up there?”
“Yes, but he hasn’t been to the house. Not yet. I don’t know if he will come. I’ve also secured your apartment.”
The way she looks at me, I know that’s where she’s expecting him to turn up.
