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I stare up at him, into his eyes, and think I see a hint of passion deep within his gaze. “I’m wondering if I’ll ever see the real you, Rio. If you’ll ever fully let me in.”
I don’t know why I say that. I know it probably isn’t what he wants or expects to hear, but in this moment, I don’t seem able to utter anything but truth.
His mouth curves up, just for a second, but any flash of humor is so rare that it seems super-meaningful coming from Rio. “I never let anyone in, Bianca. It is how I have achieved my position, and how I remain at the top.”
Another twirl, and then he leans down to whisper in my ear, “But you do intrigue me. Far more than I ever expected, little bird. And there is something about you that draws me in, whether I want it to or not.”
The nausea in my belly recedes, overtaken by sudden butterflies as my stomach flip-flops and settles into desire.
As if he can sense my need, his grip on me tightens. “Time to head home, my wife. I am going to make you scream before the night is done.”
“Yes, please. Take me home, Rio. I want you to make me scream.””
I will think about Carlos Rossi tomorrow. About Felicity and the shadowy federal agency she may or may not work for. About hits and violence and stolen empires.
And crippling self-disgust.
* * *
Rio
Bianca saysthe wordhomein relation to my riverside estate, and it almost undoes me. I thread my fingers through hers and stride off the dance floor, pulling her along behind me.
I signal to Danelli with a sharp nod, and he taps his earpiece before speaking surreptitiously into the mic, presumably telling someone from the team to have the car brought round to the entrance.
Make me scream, she said. I cannot wait to oblige.
Bianca is like no other woman I have ever known. She is neither innocent nor experienced. She is both—and neither. I cannot categorize this woman in my head.
Except to know that I cannot seem to get enough of her. And in that fact, she may well be my undoing at some point in the future.
By the time we reach the hotel entrance and the security team advises it is safe to step outside, the limo is waiting for us. The driver holds the door, and I hand Bianca in then slide in after her. When the driver climbs into his seat, I order him to keep driving until I tell him to stop, and then I close the screen, affording privacy in the rear for Bianca and myself.
“Drive where?” Bianca asks curiously, her tone slightly breathless. “Are we not heading back to your estate?”
“Come here.” I pull her across the seat and lift her onto my lap in a position that forces her beautiful dress to ride up her legs and bunch around her middle, exposing the smooth skin of her thighs.
“Oh! I… You feel…”
Her little moue of shock at my already-hardening cock now pressing at her core is an invitation I cannot ignore. I capture her mouth in a kiss, and she instantly releases a tiny sound and begins to kiss me back.
I grab her hips and knead her rounded ass, pulling her mound into me as her body rocks slightly back and forth. She is doing that just right.Just. Fucking. Right.
I break off our kiss to let out a small chuckle. “You learn fast.” My voice is hoarse, rough.
“God, that feels good, Rio. So good. You’re so hard, and ready…”
“Youdo that to me, little bird. With a look, a touch, or even that mewling sound from your throat when I claim you with my kisses.”
“Do you mean like this?” Bianca leans forward this time to claim my lips, and when I slide my tongue into her mouth to taste her heat, a tiny whimper erupts from her throat and loses itself in mine.
Oh, little witch,justlike that.
I lift a hand to palm one of her breasts through the silver dress, enjoying the swell that fits nicely in my palm, while I slide the fingertips of my other hand up her thigh to flutter across the scrap of lace covering her sex.
Even through the fabric, I feel her heat and her wetness. She is ready for me, so ready, and all we’ve done is kiss.
The scent of her need rises up around me, and my cock swells fully. I need to be inside her.
