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The rigid shape of his erection made a well-defined bulge behind his loose gray pants—-
My gaze jerked up to his, and Marcus’ lips formed a crooked smile. “Is that enough proof?”
My lips parted. Oh, he knew!He knew exactly why I wanted us to meet here.
“I’ve never felt the urge to be rebellious before,” I admitted unevenly, shamefully. “I’ve always known that Willem has done his best for us.”
“You’ve done nothing wrong,bambina.” Marcus’ tone was quiet. “He misread the situation.”
I choked back a nervous laugh. “Misread?” What a tame word that was!
But Marcus only shrugged. “He may have known me longer, but he doesn’t know me the way you know me.”He stepped forward. “He’s never seen what I’ve let you seen—-”
“And what is that?” I heard myself whisper.
His lips twisted. “You really want me to say it out loud,bambini?”
Yes.But I could only look at him, knowing he could read my answer in my eyes.
A look of strain fell over Marcus’ gorgeous face.
And my throat started to itch.
His eyes narrowed.
It felt so parched and dry; my throat was just begging me to do something—-
“Don’t push me,” Marcus hissed under his breath.
But it was too late.
A new dark side seemed to have taken over my body. Good-girl Anneke was gone.
And replacing her was a bad, bad girl—-
A bad girl who wanted to do things that she wasn’t supposed to do, feel things she wasn’t supposed to feel—-
A bad girl who liked licking her lips—-
My tongue darted out, outlining my lips, and Marcus cursed. It was in Italian, but I didn’t have to speak his language to know when he was swearing.
“Didn’t I tell you not to do that?” he demanded under his breath.
“I beg your pardon.” The words came out by default, but we both knew I didn’t really feel sorry.
If anything, I felt like I was in the brink of coming alive—-
My alter ego about to free herself from its cage—-
And so with Marcus still staring at me, I did it again.
Slowly, carefully, deliberately—-
My tongue wetting my lips—-
His nostrils flared. “You’re playing a dangerous game,bambina.”
“Yes,” I whispered. “I know.” And now, I could barely hear my own words with the way my heart was thudding so hard against my chest.
