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Giovanni

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“Let the wine flow,and the cards fall as they may!” Everett Johansson shouts to cheers around the dining room of La Pergola, the fine Italian restaurant in the casino. Glasses chink and dozens of sidebar conversations break out.

Dinner is served.

He returns to his seat on my left. On my right is Falynn, looking like a sexy doll. She’s played her role perfectly tonight, milked the most out of being on my arm. Every man in the casino has eye-fucked her at least once.

So long as they don’t touch, there’s no problem. If even one puts his grubby paw on her, he’s dead meat yesterday.

I can’t concentrate during dinner. The food is delicious, some of the most authentic Italian food in the country—it was one of my hard lines when designing the Vittoria. I didn’t want manufactured Americanized Italian, where you might as well take your ass to Olive Garden. I wanted legitimate, authentic Italiano with handmade pasta and freshly picked truffles.

Despite the meal being delicious, the only thing I’m able to focus on is Falynn’s scent. I feel like a fucking hound dog next to her, her scent permeating my senses even in public. It’s like I’ve developed a superhuman sense of smell as far as she’s concerned.

Her sweet, sweet scent makes me hard as fuck. If I had my way, I’d knock every glass and piece of silverware off the table, and take her right here, right now, in front of everyone. But that’s not even the most frustrating part—she’s composed as can be. She makes charming conversation with others at the table, including wandering-eye Johansson, who has a wife half his age at home, but still can’t keep his shrimp dick in his pants. Go figure.

I’m supposed to be the cool and collected one, but tonight, Falynn is showing me up. I have to get her out of my system. Immediately.

With a clearing of my throat, I make an announcement to the table. “If you fine gentlemen and ladies will excuse me, I have business to tend to.”

Polite murmurs ripple around the table. Johansson looks shocked, but says nothing. I stand up, Louis and C.J. along with me. Falynn stays seated.

“Falynn,” I say, lips tight.

Her mouth dips into a startled frown. She’s really been enjoying the dinner; probably because it’s an opportunity for her to socialize. Even including her outings with Louis, she hasn’t had much interaction with the outside world in the last two weeks.

I should feel guilty, but I don’t. What can I say? I’m a selfish bastard. Always have been, always will be.

We take the private elevators to the management level. I order both Louis and C.J. to wait outside in the hall, grabbing Falynn’s hand as I stride toward my office.

As soon as the door’s shut, I’m on her. It catches her by surprise at first. Her back bounces off the wall as I grab her face and plant a deep kiss on that pretty, pouty mouth. Her lipstick is immediately smudged, but again, no fucks given here. She finally catches up with me once my tongue rubs against her own. Her arms go around my neck. She’s on tiptoe, even with those high heels, trying to even our heights out. If I weren’t so blinded by lust, I’d find it adorable, like I always do when I take in her diminutive size.

But I’m horny, and time is of the essence. Every minute, every second counts.

I move on to kissing her throat, my hands feeling her up. I squeeze her breasts then grip the swell of her hips and then palm her ass. But up against the door isn’t conducive, so I pick her up and carry her to the desk. I don’t think twice about knocking everything on top of it off.

Shame, really. After my tirade yesterday, the office wasjustrefurbished today. Now there’s broken shit scattered over the floor again. Only this time it was worth it. I place her on top of the desk with no effort at all—she really weighs about nothing—and then start on ripping this damn maddening dress of hers.

She surprises me when she stops my hands. “Gio,” she says with the straightest face, “this isValentino.”

“Am I supposed to give a fuck? I’ll rip it off with my teeth if I have to. Then buy you five more.” My hands tug at the fabric, pushing it down, exposing those magnificent, full breasts. She teased them all night long in that low-cut, backless dress. The design is dangerous, one bad move away from a wardrobe malfunction where she flashes the casino.

I fill my hands with her breasts, tweaking a nipple. She arches into my touch and hangs her head back. The mounds of flesh and fat call my name and I’m too fucking hard and turned on to pass them up. I bend forward and take a tit into my mouth. I’m sloppy and aggressive about it, swirling my tongue along that hardening nipple. It turns into a pebbly bead I rake between my teeth, and yank on.

Falynn hitches a breath, her fingers in the tufted hair on my nape. She spreads her legs, allowing me to step even closer between them. Heat radiates not only between our bodies, but from her sex. That pretty pussy is already hot for me. I’ll bet wet as hell too.

I find out for myself, shoving a hand under her dress. A deep groan reverberates in my chest. Wet and slick just like I like her. I test the waters, literally, strumming a thumb over her clit. She trembles and gushes some more. Her folds are nice and plump,dripping.

“You didn’t wear panties again, Falynn,” I scold her, sinking two fingers deep. “You’ve been on my arm all night with this pussy out in the open?”

She moans her answer, hands sliding over my broad chest.

“Answer me, Falynn.”

“Yes,” she breathes. Her honey-brown skin is glowing. She looks like a goddess perched on my desk, pouty lips parted, legs spread for me, breasts exposed with no shame. “I wanted to surprise you,” she continues breathily. “Easy access.”

“The only one who has easy access to this cunt is me. Look at me.” With my free hand, I grip her chin and force her gaze to mine. I’m an intimidating man with a gaze I’m told is intense. I don’t hold back glaring at her. My hand moves down to her neck, applying some pressure as I kiss her hard. “No other man gets to see, touch, or feel it except me. Iownthis cunt. She gets fucked when I say so. Are we clear?”

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