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Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Dante -
IHAD HER RELAXED AGAINSTme as we danced, but Noemi’s anxiety radiated from her body as we walked back to the bungalow. I know she was trying to do what I told her, trying to let go, but she was failing and all it did was heighten my need to dominate her. Her unease meant she didn’t trust me; she hadn’t surrender to my control as fully as I needed her to.
I knew how I wanted to take her for the first time, but my anxiety had also been building throughout the afternoon. After speaking with Delacroix and my dealer, my nerves were uncharacteristically on edge. Nothing I couldn’t handle, but the timing couldn’t have been fucking worse.
While Noemi was in her pampering sessions, I went to the bungalow to get my tuxedo and toiletry case so I could change in one of the private rooms at the club. After a few hours of calls, I laid the foundation for what I had to do with the information I was given. Andy had more details than what Delacroix had to share. I didn’t ask him how he knew the information; it didn’t matter. I needed to be on guard, but tonight, what I needed more, was to fuck Noemi.
The slow-burn tease had gone on long enough. The other man had been in charge tonight. He had calmed her nerves through dinner; danced with her, held her in his arms.
The man I am was done with such pleasantries. I thought my dick would burst before we made it back to the bungalow. While we danced, I positioned myself so that she wouldn’t be able to feel how hard I was pressing her body against me. Now, I wanted her to know how much my cock ached to be inside her.
I escorted her through the white linen curtains. My desire had built up to the point that I no longer gave a fuck about good intentions. As soon as we stepped into the living area, I pushed her up against the wall, slamming my mouth into hers, taking from her eagerly parted lips.
Fucking finally.
Leaving her gasping for breath, I raised my head. “Go to the bedroom,” I growled. “Take your hair down. Strip down to your underwear.”
Noemi blinked up at me. “Wh –”
I grabbed the back of her head, snarling down at her. “Just fucking do it.”
Yes, the man I am was back. And eager. Too eager. I needed to get myself under control so that I didn’t hurt her. A slow seduction wasn’t what I had in mind, but neither was a frenzied fuck.
Noemi’s eyes widened. I watched her visibly swallow as she nodded. I stepped out of her way and didn’t take my eyes off her as she made her way into the adjacent bedroom. I noticed that she left the lights out and stood to one side so that I couldn’t see her through the doorway.
Sucking in a steadying breath, I poured a shot of whiskey from the bar and quickly downed it, followed immediately by another. And then another.
My body screamed at me to forget the niceties. To go into that room, throw her down on the bed and give her what we’d both waited years for.
Pressure. Fuck there was pressure. I never felt that much antagonism over taking a human life, but taking Noemi’s virginity, being the one man in the world who could boast that – I felt like a fucking god.
But she was a virgin. I had to keep reminding myself that. I felt an uncharacteristic responsibility, a certain gentleness to be given. The man I should be kicked aside the man I am, once again. There’d be time for him. I had nine more days to use her for my pleasure. Forherpleasure. Tonight was all about her, about showing her what I could give her. If I scared her now, the man I am would never get his chance with her.
As quickly as I had lost control, I regained it, working my masking process quickly as I entered the bedroom.
But not quickly enough. I wasn’t prepared for the sight of her, unclothed, hair unbound, standing at the edge of the bed wearing lingerie so sheer she might as well have been naked as she waited for me.
Noemi was nervous, working her hands in front of her, wringing them as she shifted on her feet with her head down, eyes trained to the floor.
Fucking beautiful.
I didn’t want a submissive, dropping to her knees because that’s what she was trained to do, but Noemi’s natural response to me made my dominant side roar with satisfaction.
I left her to wait for me, enjoying watching her as I kicked off my shoes, slipped off my tuxedo jacket, and undid the bowtie. Undoing the cuffs of my shirt, I walked up to stand in front of her.
A fucking goddess in the moonlight, she took my breath away. What made her more beautiful was that she didn’t even know it. She knew I wanted her, but she had no idea how much. Ten fucking years I waited for this, never thinking I’d find a way to make it happen.
“Chin up, baby girl,” I demanded softly. With one finger, I tipped her chin. Her head moved, but her eyes didn’t. She closed them slightly as she continued to avoid looking at me.
One corner of my mouth ticked upward. “Okay. If that’s the way you want it tonight, I can live with that.”
There were a thousand different ways I could have handled her. Could have forced her to open her eyes and look at me. Could have thrown the lights on and made her face what she wanted so desperately to avoid.
But I was most at home in the dark. I preferred the way our shadows played across the room as the moonlight stole past the foliage behind the window and entered the bedroom. I wanted to rely on the way Noemi felt in my arms; on the creamy, silkiness of her skin, on the way she would taste as my tongue traveled her, on the smell of her body as her musky feminine scent filled my nostrils. I wanted the sound of her breathing to let me know I pleased her. Wanted her moans to tell me she was enjoying everything I gave her. I didn’t need toseeher when I couldfeeleverything about her.
I let the kiss I gave her next go on forever, if forever was waiting for the feel of her body sagging against mine when I took her mouth time and again until she could no longer stand up straight. If forever is the feel of a woman’s arms wrapping around your neck, her body molding so tightly to yours that she becomes a part of you.
