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His next serve was keenly fought by both of us, but he managed to get a shot past me, making it 40-15.
“I’ve got set point,” he called. “I hope you’re ready to give me my reward.”
“You haven’t won yet,” I huffed out, still out of breath. The arrogant bastard.
And, as if to prove his point, his next serve flew me and gave him an ace.
“Game, the set and match to Mr. Marchiano,” he drawled, stalking over to me with a dark look in his eyes.
CHAPTER 32
LORENZO
Prowling over to Anni’s side of the net, I kept my eyes on her.
Sweat beaded her neck, making me want to lick her there.
When I reached her, I bent my head down toward her, skimming a kiss at the base of her throat.
She shuddered at my touch. I’d been exploring Anni’s body every night for the last few weeks, and I had been very pleased at her response to me and my touch.
Lifting my mouth, I whispered into her ear. “Time for you to pay the penalty.”
Taking her hand, I tugged her reluctant body toward the two chairs at the side of the court which were used for water breaks during longer matches.
“I said that the winner gets areward,” she reminded me as she dragged her feet, “not that the loser has to pay a penalty.”
“It’s the same thing in my eyes.”
Not letting go of her hand, I sat down in one of the chairs and then yanked her toward me.
My quick motion caught her off guard and as she lurched forward, I pushed her down.
“Ohhh!” she cried out.
“Don’t worry, I’m not going to let you fall,” I said in a low voice as I pushed her firmly onto my lap, her head facing downward and her legs on the opposite side.
She immediately tried to get up, but I held her down, my hand pressing hard into the small of her back.
“What are you doing?” she gasped.
I smoothed the short skirt of her dress over her ass. “I can see your panties like this.”
“Lucky the cameras are off then,” she retorted.
Lowering my hand to her pert cheeks, I moved my hand over them in smooth circles. “Yes, but you knew that I didn’t want you wearing a tennis dress at my house.”
As my fingers inched closer to the apex of her thighs, her voice became breathy. “But only you can see me, Lorenzo.”
I deliberately didn’t stroke where I knew she wanted me to touch her. “You disobeyed me,” I growled. “I don’t like it when you break the rules I’ve made.”
“I didn’t—,” she began.
I lifted my hand and brought my palm down hard on her ass. Whack! The sound cracked through the air.
She gasped. “What are you doing…?”
I didn’t answer. I rained two more swats to her behind, every muscle in her body tensing as I savored the sound ringing through the silence.
