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‘None?’
‘No.’
‘So what about that look you gave me the day we met? That come-to-bed look, that get-down-on-your-knees look.’
‘I would never do that.’
‘Okay. What else won’t you do?’
She told him and Dante listened with great interest. ‘You have a very long not-to-do list.’
‘Yes.’
‘So you don’t ever want to taste me?’
Mia couldn’t believe she was discussing things she had always considered filthy, and, what’s more, she couldn’t believe that the thought turned her on. ‘Maybe that one I do want to try. Look, I don’t expect you to get it. You’re mad for all of it.’
‘I used to be,’ Dante said, ‘until an uptight girl came along and there’s been no one else since then. Waste of a condom last night, wasn’t it?’
‘You’re wicked.’ Mia smiled, trying not to show her deep thrill that there had been no one else, but Dante was examining those changes to her body now.
With one finger, he stroked her breast and his light touch had her clench in a heady mixture of frustration and pleasure. Then he upped the pressure and rolled her nipple between his finger and thumb and then with his warm palm he caressed her so softly that she leant into his hand for more.
His hand moved to the back of her head and he pulled her forward. Mia closed her eyes as his tongue flicked her swollen nipple then tasted her slowly and deeply, sucking on her and edging her towards desperation.
‘It’s going to be okay,’ he said, and ran a light hand over her stomach. ‘I’ll sort this for both of you.’
She gave a slight mirthless laugh because, whatever way Mia looked, there was going to be hell to pay.
‘I will. I’ll build a canopy over the residence and hide you both away,’ Dante said, while knowing that hiding was not the answer. ‘Come with me tomorrow.’
Mia tensed. ‘I can’t face the board.’
‘No,’ Dante said, and just as she breathed again, he ran a hand over her gold curls and slipped his fingers inside. There was no clamp of her thighs now as she let him explore her.
He stroked her so lightly that it made her quiver and then he amended his request.
‘You don’t have to face the board, just come with me to Rome.’ He knew the press would be outside his apartment. ‘I’ll book us into La Fiordelise.’
‘Adjoining suites?’
‘If that’s what you want.’ Dante said.
‘Dante.’ She just wanted to focus on the bliss his fingers gave, and she answered through gritted teeth. ‘We’d have to drive.’
‘Fine,’ Dante said, not caring if it meant a five a.m. start.
His fingers were more probing and so insistent now that they brought her up on her knees. ‘Dante...’ she said, because she was coming undone and he had to stop with the questions, yet he didn’t.
‘You’ll come to Rome?’
‘Yes!’ She shouted it, scarcely able to believe he could carry on a conversation when his fingers were doing unimaginable things and she was rocking on his hand, just coming to his skilful command. ‘Oh, God,’ she shouted as he removed the pleasure of his hand and left her frantic and pulsing in the air, but then he took her hips and groaned as he slipped inside her orgasm and delicious tension encased his length.
She rested her hands on his chest as Dante moved her at his whim. It was the most delicious feeling, to feel all giddy and sated while she moved to his tempo. Dante thrust up into her as she screwed her eyes closed.
‘Open them,’ he told her.
She ignored him.
