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Gia’s gaze flashed to mine as if she remembered the way she’d pressed her body against mine only a few minutes earlier. I couldn’t forget her breathy moans in my ear and the insistent way she tugged on my hair.
I had a fleeting thought that Gia would be wild in bed, but then Leo nodded in my direction, and my throat tightened. I shouldn’t be lusting after his younger sister. I shouldn’t be thinking about her at all. As far as Leo knew, we hated each other. Everyone knew it was difficult for us to be in the same room together without fighting. But when we were alone, that fire turned into desire.
I headed inside, knowing I should be doing anything but watching Gia Giovanni. If she’d stayed in Annapolis, I would never know what she tasted like.
To get back on track, I checked in with Brad, the chef in charge of the food for Naomi and Chris’s wedding. Then I completed a quick tour of the hotel grounds, ensuring everything was running smoothly. I did this route several times a day to clear my mind, and it gave me the opportunity to check in with the various managers of each department.
I believed in hiring the best, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t closely involved in the running of my hotel. I’d bought the resort and renovated it into something beautiful, a five-star resort that was booked months ahead of time. I also wanted to be known as the premier wedding destination in the area, but Gia’s business threatened that.
Early on, I set the standard that couples booking a wedding at my resort had to work with my wedding planner. They had to choose between Gia and me. Some dropped Gia and agreed to my terms. But others wanted her. It made me respect her even more.
She was good at her job. Now she represented a challenge not only to my business but to my body.
I wanted what I couldn’t have.
What if we took out our frustrations in the bedroom, and to hell with everything else? It didn’t have to mean anything. Her brothers would be pissed, but remembering that kiss, I was willing to risk it.
My footsteps faltered in the hallway of the hotel when I came around a corner and saw the flash of blue and heard the click of heels on the floor. Gia.
I quickened my strides until I was even with her. “What are you doing?”
Her expression was smooth, her tone dismissive. “I rented a room for the evening.”
My jaw tightened. “I didn’t authorize that.”
Gia stopped moving and smirked. “You approve all your guests?”
“I should,” I said, grinding my teeth together. I wasn’t sure why she got to me.
Gia had stopped in front of a utility closet. Without thinking about what I was doing, I opened it with one hand and snagged her slender wrist with the other. I tugged her inside and shut the door behind us. I turned the lock and walked toward her until she was pressed against the door. She hit it with a thud and a release of her breath.
She looked up at me, her expression a mixture of wonder and heat. “What are you doing?”
“This,” I said, just as my mouth descended on hers. Her hands grabbed at the back of my suit jacket as her lips moved under mine. I cupped her face, angling her so that I could dive inside that smart mouth.
I’d do anything to shut her up, to get her to think of me as someone other than her brothers’ best friend and her competition. I wanted her to see me as a man she desired.
We volleyed for control.
She moaned into my mouth as I moved one thigh between her legs.
She lifted her leg and hooked it around mine so that I could press against her center.
“You feel like heaven, sweetheart.”
“Don’t call me that,” she said as she claimed my mouth again. Her hands pulled me closer as she pressed herself against my cock.
I pulled away slightly and said, “I call it like I see it.”
“Shut up and kiss me.”
Kiss her. Touch her. Fuck her. I needed to be inside her. I needed her. I couldn’t describe this out-of-control feeling. I was desperate for her. It was like we’d held ourselves back for so long that as soon as we unleashed this desire, we were unstoppable.
I pulled back, making sure the heat in her eyes matched mine before tugging on the bow at her waist. “I want to see you.”
Her dress gaped open, her breasts spilled over a strapless bra, and a tiny strip of flesh-colored lace covered her pussy. I dropped to my knees, needing to smell her, taste her. “Fuck, Gia. You’re so gorgeous.”
Her chest heaved in time with the rise and fall of her breath.
