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“Turn over,” he commands. “I want you to show me how you play with that pretty pink pussy.”
This man is going to be the death of me.
I hatethat she’s perfect in every goddamn way. Her body is top-notch, and that mind and sense of humor of hers are so fucking fitting. She’s everything I’ve been taught to hate, but at the same time, I can’t seem to correlate the wordshateandGianain my fucking mind.
I came into this night with an agenda, but the moment I saw her, my desire for her, for theenemy, overtook me. It’s a dangerous fucking game, one I didn’t sign up for but that I’m partaking in anyway because this woman has me in a choke hold.
No matter how badly I want to struggle free.
She’s an angel in the middle of a fucking minefield.
Perfection in the pits of hell.
Nemica.The enemy,my traitorous fucking brain reminds me.
I’ve accomplished the bulk of what I wanted to tonight, and she didn’t suspect a thing. That necklace of hers was the perfect spot. Damn thing fell right into my lap, and all I needed were a few minutes to have one of my men sneak in and plant the device into it as I worked away at her tight body. It felt too fucking easy.
I just wish she would stop being so…her. She’s putting an ache inside my chest where my hatred should be burning.
And I hate it. She’s all-consuming, and I need to figure out a way to get her off my mind. I’m teetering along this line between payback and obsession, and I feel myself slowly unraveling.
It's just so damn hard when my body, every fucking inch of me, responds to her in this way.
Giana quickly puts her necklace back on. She really meant it when she said she never takes it off. It seemed like it was her very first thought, even with all this sexual tension dripping in the air.
She rolls back over without a word, positioning herself in just the way I pictured as I was stroking my cock to thoughts of her.The enemy.She’s lying back on the bed, knees bent, and just as she spreads her perfect thighs open for me, I catch her eye, and she quickly looks away.
“Eyes on me,” I tell her, and it takes her a minute, but her eyes connect with mine—lust and passion burning inside those pretty irises of hers. “You keep your eyes on mine when you play with your pussy. Do you understand? Focus on me and me only, or you’ll be punished.”
“Punished how?” she asks, and I have to stop from grinning.
She’s so pure and innocent.
“I won’t hurt you, Giana. Any time my hands touch your skin, there will be nothing but a form of intimacy behind them.”
My answer seems to satisfy her, and she nods.
“Okay, I understand.”
“Good girl,” I coax. “Now I want you to let go. You are so fucking sexy, Giana. You don’t even fully realize the effect you have on men. I’m sure of it. Any of the men in this club right now would fall apart at your feet and would beg to get just a quick taste of you. Use that knowledge as confidence, and show me exactly how you play with yourself when you’re all alone. And don’t leave anything out. I want to see every fucking thing.”
I can practically see the surge in confidence from hearing my words. It’s true. I don’t know one single man who wouldn’t fall at her feet. Although, I’d never let them touch her.
She’s mine to play with. Mine to use. Mine to completely fucking lose my mind over.
The look in her eyes shifts from nervous to devious and playful and sends me spinning into an alternate fucking reality. I’d have a much easier time trying to use this woman if she didn’t look at me like that. But I guess I brought this upon myself.
If I were a fucking blind man, none of this would be as hard as it is…or maybe it would.
I wouldn’t see the way those tanned legs fall open for me and only me. How she eye fucks me as she slowly spreads that perfect pink cunt open with two fingers, just so I can see how tight she is.
Fuck.
If I’ve ever had a downfall, she’s it.
“Talk to me, kitten.”
She inhales as her head rocks back.
