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“Kiss me.” My breath sounds weak.“Please.”
I never thought I would be begging a man to kiss me, or that man would happen to be Giovanni, of all people.
He moves his head away from mine. A low grumble rolls out of Gio’s chest. His hands cup my face as he stares into my eyes. “If I were to do that, I wouldn’t be able to stop. Is that what you want?”
“Yes,” I say, giving myself no time to hesitate.
The tension between us has been a buildup of everything that feels wrong, but so right. “His phone,Donnina.”
I shake my head as I filter his words.
“Is that really what this is about? You’re using me.” The words pour out of me, making me sound weak.
I feel numb at the realization. All these years I thought he wanted me for some reason, but I should have known that Gio doesn’t do things that don’t benefit him.
He steps back, giving me space to breathe.
I let out a choked breath, disguised as a low laugh. “God, why do you hate me so much?”
His hands brush over his chin. “Is that what you think this is?” He closes the gap between us. “You think that this ishate?” His thumb presses down on my bottom lip, making me tremble.
“Then why? Why are you doing all of this? Why are you messing with me? None of it makes sense!”
“Non sei ancora mio.”
“I hate you.” I push him off me, but he continues to press his weight on me.
I can’t stand him anymore. How can I not stand someone so much, but want them so badly?
“Don’t do that again,” he whispers into my ear, making my limbs melt into his arms.
“I want you. Why don’t you want me?”
“Tui hai torto.”He grins, tracing my jaw with his fingers. “Don’t. Tempt. Me.”
He says not to do one thing, but it only makes me want to do the opposite. I know he feels something for me.
He lifts the bottom of my dress up, exposing most of my leg more than it was before.
I pull him back on me by the belt wrapped around his waist. His hand slams the wall above me.
“Stop.” I contradict my own actions, begging for his lips to be pressed to mine.
My family is one wall away, only making this more interesting. If anyone were to need to use the restroom, that would be the end of everything.
His mouth buries into my neck as he exhales deeply.
His hand ventures to the lace I am wearing underneath my dress. He pulls it aside, making my thighs feel weak.
My fingers dig into his back through his shirt.
“If you think I give a fuck about your virtue, think again.”
It’s a good thing he doesn’t care. I breathe into his ear, releasing a small moan. His shoulders tighten.
He pulls my thong to the side, and he slips a finger inside me.
My breaths fall out, labored, as he holds all my weight.
