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He’d been intent on razing the building to the ground, but now he was hesitating. It would always be 'their place'. Somewhere to escape whenever they wanted to be alone and away from prying eyes.
There’d been speculation as to his relationship status and the fact that he hadn’t been seen with anyone in the last six months. That was the downside to having money, people were curious about what was happening in your life.
It was even worse for Alessia. She was from an old and established family. Everything she did made the news. She was also beautiful and single. Or so it seemed. Taking another sip of coffee, he watched as two squirrels chased each other up an oak tree, no doubt seeking their morning meal.
"You’re up early." Her sleepy voice had him stiffening, before he turned to see the welcome sight of her rumpled sexiness. She’d dragged on a t-shirt of his that swamped her and pulled her hair into a ponytail. There were pillow marks on her cheeks. "Why?"
"I needed coffee. Why are you up?"
"The smell of coffee." She walked into the room to stand in front of him. Taking his cup, she took a healthy sip and closed her eyes.
"Get your own." He told her mildly, taking the cup back. One arm went around her waist to bring her closer to him. "Sorry I woke you."
"You weren’t there and the bed felt empty." She had to go on her toes to touch her lips to his. "Hi."
"Hmm." He grunted the word and welcomed her tongue. Backing her up, he put the cup on the table in the corner and lifted her up against him. Her legs wrapped around his waist as her arms came around his neck to hold him close.
When she opened her eyes and noticed the bed was empty, she panicked and wondered if he’d left. Then, the scent of coffee hit her and she realized where he was.
"You taste good." She whispered against his mouth.
"It's the coffee." His hands tugged at the ponytail and let her hair tumble around her face and shoulders. "That's better. "Good morning."
"It is a good morning. You should be tired."
"You mean after you rode me to hell and back last night?" He murmured. Moving over to the table, he sat on a chair with her straddling him. "For such a classy lady, you do have some very energetic moves."
"I learned from the best." Her fingers wandered over the shadow on his cheeks. His hair was tousled and his face softened. "Are you complaining?"
"Absolutely not. I love how slutty you get." He grinned as she glowered at him. “That was a compliment, darling."
Her heart spiked at the endearment. He didn’t say them often and she knew she was the only one he said them to. To him, they weren’t just empty words, but very meaningful.
"Is it?" She traced the creases against his eyes.
"Hmm." He was already hard and had forgotten the cup of coffee. Being with her was much more potent, and certainly more satisfying.
"I borrowed your shirt."
"Without asking?" He toyed with the fabric and contemplated taking it off.
"I figured you wouldn’t mind."
"You were right. I also wouldn’t mind it not covering your delectable body." He dragged it over her head and dropped it on the floor. She was completely naked. "Just what I thought." He could feel his cock coming to life.
"We should eat."
"We should." He agreed as he lifted her up to release his cock. "I intend to have a feast."
"I meant food." She whispered, closing her eyes as he settled her over him.
"Did you?" He cupped her breasts, watching in fascination as the nipples puckered up. "When I first saw you in that shimmering gold dress, I thought to myself that you were cold, made of ice."
"Why would you think that?"
He shrugged, hazel eyes glittering. "Preconceived notion. I soon thought better of it. You’re fire and lava. You melt beneath my touch. I hate the fact that you had been with someone else before me."
"One person. You’ve been with too many to count."
