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I’ve missed him.
And yeah, he might’ve gotten high-handed with me, but if I’m honest, that’s sort of what drew me to him to begin with. Ricco has always been, and always will be, dominant at heart. And I love that about him, even if it occasionally pisses me all the way off.
Just like the last time I was here, people part and walk with purpose away from us. A few greet Ricco, and I happen to see the same men that escorted me out as well.
“I’ve missed you, even if I’m mad at you,” I mutter.
He gives me a sidelong glance as we walk down a hallway. “I missed you, too, even if I’m gonna spank your ass.”
A little flare of arousal flickers through me. “I didn’t say you could do that.”
“Didn’t say I couldn’t,” he counters.
I want to be over his lap. I want to feel the surge of release from being dominated. I want the closeness between us.
“Maybe I should spank you,” I mutter.
He increases our pace and growls, “Now why would you do a thing like that?”
“Oh, I don’t know. Because you left and haven’t talked to me? Put up cameras in my shop without my permission? Didn’t respond to any of my texts?”
“I was in Mexico with no cell service. I put up cameras in the shop to keep you safe while I was away. And I didn’t respond to your texts because I was on my way back home to you.”
“Humph,” is my only response, because that all makes sense and I’m mad at him that it does.
I don’t want him to talk his way out of this.
“Well, I guess that makes sense, but I still think you should answer some questions.”
“Of course,” he says. We’re in front of the door to his private room. He slides his thumb over the digital lock and the door clicks open. “Under one condition.”
“What’s that?”
“Neither one of us gets to wear clothes.”
“Alright,” I agree, because even though I’m mad I still want to fuck the hell out of him. “But I have a condition of my own.”
“Yes?”
He swings the door further open. “I sit on your lap while we talk.”
His eyes gleam in the darkened hallway. “Deal.”
The door shuts behind us with a bang. “I’m checking on Emmy first.”
Fisting his tee, he yanks it off. I stifle a whimper at the sight of his uber-masculine bare chest, tanned and muscled. I want to feel the weight of his body on top of mine. “Of course.”
I take out my phone and check my texts. “Emmy’s fine, and Jason’s getting ice cream with her.”
“Great.” He reaches for his belt and unfastens it. I lick my lips and swallow. “And how’s Marco?” I ask, my voice high-pitched.
“Fantastic. Been with Vivia and Dario, her husband. They bought him his first Lego set.”
He stands in front of me wearing boxers and an obvious erection.
I hold his gaze and shimmy my skirt down my thighs. He deserves to be teased, and the length of my top will hide everything even if my legs are bare.
“Aw. That’s sweet. Emmy drew a picture of me and you, by the way.”
“Did she?” I am very aware of the fact that he is now naked.
“Yup. You look… okay, sorry, a little bit like a gorilla, but remember, she’s only four.”
He shrugs. “As long as you don’t look like a gorilla.”
“I look like a beautiful princess, crown and all.”
He crosses his arms on his chest and watches as I slowly slide out of my panties.
“That suits you, then, doesn’t it?”
“Sure,” I say with a wink. “You gonna help me or what?”
I’m in his arms in a second, and my clothes are quickly tossed onto the floor. I’m naked and aroused and relishing the feel of his rough hands on my bare skin. “God, I missed you,” I mutter. “Jerk.”
His hand smacks against my bare ass. I come up on my toes and hiss out a breath. “What? You were a jerk.”
“So disrespectful,” he mutters in my ear. “Should put something in that mouth of yours to shut you up.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah,” he says. Reaching behind him he grabs a remote and hits a button. Flameless candles spring to life. Ricco pulls a chair out with his foot and sits heavily on it. My naked body presses up against his.
“Tell me why I’m a jerk,” he says, fingering my nipples.
“You didn’t tell me about the cameras.”
“Of course I didn’t fucking tell you about the cameras. You would have lost your shit.”
I stifle a moan. I’m not letting him off the hook that easily.
“That’s a shit answer for not telling me! This isn’t gonna fly, Ricco. You can’t just make decisions for me like this!”
A muscle works in his jaw as my hips jerk. Arousal snakes its way through me like molten lava.
