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“Who?”
“I said no one. Who would there be, Cristiano? I haven’t exactly had the opportunity to date.”
I step closer, backing her up to the wall. I set my forearms on either side of her head. Our bodies touching, chest to chest. I can see her pulse throb fast at her neck. She’s barefoot and has to crane her neck to look up at me.
“I like you in black. It fits your usual mood.” I lean my face down, kiss her. Just a quick kiss. A claiming of her lower lip.
Her teeth snap. “You make my mood black.”
“Be nice,” I say, wiping the drop of blood from my lip. “I’m about to make you come.” I kiss her again. She’s not kissing me back exactly, but her mouth is open. When I sweep my tongue across hers, she gasps. Her small hands curl around my shoulders before pushing me away as if she just remembered she should.
I draw back just a little, keeping her caged and our bodies pressed together, my cock rigid between us. “Speaking of, do you know you called me god when I ate your pussy last night?”
Her cheeks flush and she shoves me again. This time I let her slip past.
I pour myself a whiskey as I watch her open the door, see the men just outside our bedroom, and promptly close it again. I take a sip, give her a few minutes to wrap her brain around what comes next as her gaze bounces around the room. A trapped bird.
No, a trapped little kitten whose razor-sharp claws I need to look out for.
She finally stops, faces me.
“Strip, Scarlett.”
She narrows her eyes. “Make me, Cristiano.”
I swallow and set the glass aside. “Gladly.”
She yelps when I stalk toward her and I wonder what she expected. Me to back down? Or a war of words. She’s more than capable of that, I know, but that’s not what I want. Not tonight. Not on my wedding night.
I grasp her arms, sliding my hands to her wrists as I walk her back to the bed. Our bodies are touching, eyes never once leaving one another’s.
Switching my grip so both wrists are in one hand, I take hold of the zipper at the back of the dress and slide it down slowly. I let my fingers brush the bare skin of her back as they move, feeling imaginary sparks. I watch her pupils dilate and hear her breath hitch.
She doesn’t say a word as I release her wrists and push the dress off her shoulders. It slips to the floor so she’s standing in a black lace bra and panties. I draw back just a little to look at her before stepping backward. I cross the room to pour another whiskey and take a seat on the armchair setting one ankle over the opposite knee.
“Take off the rest.”
She swallows, glances around again. There’s no escape. She knows that.
For a long moment I just watch her as she battles herself, see an array of emotions pass through her. The most prominent being rage. Eventually she reaches back and unhooks her bra, no slow strip tease for me. Nothing erotic at all as she strips off the rest of her things, stumbling as she tries to step out of her panties before walking toward me, standing just inches from me.
“Is this what you want?” She glances down at my crotch then drags her gaze back up to mine. “You hard for it, Cristiano?”
I let my gaze slide over her naked body, take in the lines of slender, toned muscle, small breasts barely a handful, the neat little triangle of dark hair. I’m slow to return my gaze to hers.
“I am, Little Kitten. I’ve never been this hard for a woman before.”
“I’m flattered,” she deadpans.
I finish my drink, setting the glass down and standing before her. I don’t even have to touch her to walk her back to the bed, my chest brushing hers.
When the backs of her knees hit the bed, her legs bend but she rights herself, standing tall, nipples poking against my chest.
“Now turn around, bend over and spread your legs wide so I can decide which hole I’m fucking first.”
Her hands slap my chest. “Fuck you!”
“That’s my girl.” I grab hold of her wrists and spin her around, breathe in her scent at her neck where her pulse throbs.
“You’ll bend to me, Little Kitten.” I bite the curve of her neck.
“You’ll have to make me.”
“With pleasure.”
I lean over her, pushing her torso down. Keeping her wrists at her lower back, I straighten and use my knee to widen her stance.
She goes still as I take her in, her beautiful ass open to me. My dick is a fucking steel rod.
When I touch her hip, she jumps like she wasn’t expecting it. She’s up on tiptoe, lean calf and hamstring muscles tensing.
