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"I’m about to flatter myself even more by deducing you were using that spineless idiot to make me jealous."
She gave him a haughty look that enchanted him. "I happen to like him a lot."
"Is that so?" His voice was menacingly soft. "He had his hand on your ass. Also, what the hell possessed you to wear something like that out in public?"
She lifted her chin, or as far as she could with his hand clamped around her neck. "I’m an adult-"
"If I catch you wearing anything so revealing again and you’re not with me, there’ll be hell to pay." His eyes narrowed at her. "I could see your tits from across the room. I heard several men talking about your ass and drooling down their chins.
I wanted to bust some faces and barely managed to contain myself. You were naked under the -" He shook his head. "I don't even know what the hell to call that thing, because it wasn’t a dress. I ought to put you across my knee-"
"Just try it."
She broke off with a squeal when he hauled her over one shoulder and went to sit on a leather chair in front of the fireplace.
"Let go of me."
"You should know better than to dare me."
To her surprise, he turned her over on her stomach and pulled down both her underwear and leggings. Her body jerked in reaction when he slapped her lightly on the flesh. “Damn you. Let me up. I’m going to-" Her voice trailed off into a strangled gasp when he changed direction.
His touch gentled as he caressed the skin before dipping to touch her pussy. She swallowed the cries as he used a finger to move over her clitoris. Her entire body went limp, her stomach shifting and trembling. She was wet and could hear the satisfied grunt when he dipped his finger into her.
It was incredible, the sensations racing through her body was making it impossible for her to think of anything else but what he was doing to her. Removing the finger, he turned her over, hauling her up until she was straddling him.
“Damn you.” He whispered against her mouth. “Damn you for making me so crazy I want to strangle anyone who even looks at you.”
His body was shaking, his hands unsteady as he cupped her face. “You’re inside my head, in my bloodstream, and I can’t-“ He didn’t finish, couldn’t finish. Bending his head, he took her lips in a kiss that took her breath away. With a moan of surrender, she submitted to him, opening her mouth so that they could ravish and taste and savor.
Her arms wrapped around his neck, slender body moving desperately against his crotch. She still had her boots on and her leggings and underwear were still bunched around her hips.
He fumbled with the edges of her sweater, ending the kiss long enough to pull it over her head. Reaching down, he tugged off her boots before lifting her up and tugging off the rest of her clothing.
“You're still dressed.” She reminded him breathlessly.
“So I am.” Dragging out his aching cock a groan escaped him. “I can’t do without this and if you ever allow another man to touch you, I’ll kill them.” He kissed her forehead and then the tip of her nose.
“You’re mine. Christ!” He exploded, his fingers wrapping around her neck. “What you do to me!” He surged upwards with such force that it Alessia dug her fingers into his shoulders. Seizing her lips in a rough kiss, he carried on thrusting until she was trembling on top of him.
*****
“What did you tell him?” He trailed a finger between the valley of her breasts and watched in fascination, the quiver of her flat stomach.
They’d finally made it to the bedroom. The bed was set on a dais and had three steps going up. It was bigger than any bed she’d ever seen.
“I told him I had to go out and I might be out for the night.”
His eyebrows lifted. “That’s it?”
“Yes.” She moved restlessly as his fingers continued stroking. “You threatened to turn up at the house and I –“ She bit her lip as his fingers tangled in the curly hairs covering her pussy.
“You knew I would have made good on my threat.”
She tried to glare at him, but he was rubbing her clitoris. “You don’t get to- Oh God!” Her stomach pitched and heaved. “Please stop. I can’t take it-“ Her fingers clamped around his wrist as he slipped two fingers into her.
“Maxwell. Please.”
“Please, what?” He went even deeper, his breath coming in shallow pants as the moist tightness wrapped around him.
