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I give him a look. “You planning to get me drunk?”
He leans his head back and laughs. “Well, the wine here is good and let’s be honest – it doesn’t take much.”
I laugh. “Okay, that’s true. Keep me away from the steps after dinner.”
My breathing is still labored, and he points up a huge hill. “The hotel is this way.”
“Oh god, further up?”
He starts up the hill and calls back. “You could have taken the funicular.”
I laugh and follow behind him.
Once we’re back in our hotel room, he shuts the door and pushes me against the wall, sliding his hand between my thighs and wrapping his other hand around my neck. My heart starts to pound as he gently squeezes my neck.
“Do you like that?” he asks.
I nod. I do like it, and it also scares me just a little.
“I want you to obey everything I say.” His finger is circling between my thighs, over my clothes. His hand is still firmly around my neck. I just nod again.
“Want a safe word?”
I nod again.
“What word?” he asks.
“Harry Truman.”
He leans his head forward and starts laughing. “Why are you thinking about Harry fucking Truman right now, Juno? I’m fingering you and choking you at the same time, and somehow you’re thinking about Harry Truman.”
I giggle. “I don’t know. It was the first thing that popped into my head. You know my family is really into Presidential history.”
He takes his hand off my neck and wraps it over my mouth. “Don’t.”
I close my mouth and he says, “No more talking. Not about your family. Not about Presidential history. You aren’t using Harry Truman as our safe word. It’s mango.”
He pulls his hand back and I say, “Mango.”
“Much better.” He’s still rubbing me over my clothes, and I’m having a hard time focusing on anything else. I swear this man is a drug, and I can’t get enough of him. He’s looking at me with such heat in his eyes, I feel it everywhere.
“We’re going into the bedroom. I want you to undress for me.”
I nod. He moves his hands away from me. I want to protest, but I remember he’s in charge. He follows me into the bedroom and just stops at the doorway.
“Do it. Undress for me.” His voice is so serious, it startles me. He’s leaning against the doorframe, a cocky look spread over his face.
I start to unbutton my dress.
“Stop.”
My eyes flash up to him. That cocky smile has just spread even wider over his whole face. “Bend over and lift up your dress for me.”
My mouth twitches but I don’t say a word. I turn around and bend over until my hand touches the bed. I lift my dress up to my waist.
“Panties off.”
I loop my hand through my panties and shimmy them off – stepping out of them.
