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“Fuck you,” I hiss out.

“Not the most original one, but not horrible.Fuck youit is.” He draws his tongue over the shell of my ear before finally lifting off me. “Mmm, so sweet.”

I can finally breathe, the overwhelming scent of him drifting away with his massive body.

He steps between my legs and draws my sweater dress the rest of the way over my ass and up to my waist. Then he slips his hands beneath the tight material and latches his finger through the waistband of my lace thong. Painfully slowly, he draws it down my thighs.

“Dante…,” I rasp out. His name comes out way too needy. Even I can hear the desire dripping from my tone. It doesn’t say,Dante let me go before I scream bloody murder, no, it purrsFuck me Dante, fuck me so damned good.

He drapes his body over me again, his breath tickling the back of my neck. His musky scent envelops me, hints of lavender from his laundry detergent filling the air. “Let’s make a deal, sweetheart.”

“What?” I hiss.

“If I cup that sweetness between your legs and you’re not wet for me right now, I’ll stop. Deal?”

“Fuck off, Dante!” I screech.

A wicked laugh warms the air. “Should I check?”

“No!”

He palms my ass, sliding a finger between my cheeks toward my pulsing pussy. “You sure sweetheart? You sure you don’t want me to finger-fuck you right now until you cry out my name?”

Yes.Hell, yes. “No,” I growl, barely able to form the word with his finger so close to my fiery core.

“Okay, then, let’s start.” He pushes off me and stands at the foot of the bed. Electricity tingles in the air, each and every one of my nerve endings standing in attention.

His hand skates over my ass, softly, taunting. “Last chance, Rosa. I can make this much more pleasurable if you just give in.”

“Fuck you, Dante!” I hiss.

“Wait, was that your safe word?” He chuckles again, and I want to strangle the bastard.

“Just do it, already.”

“Four slaps, one for each time you disobeyed me. One for not telling me about those flowers that psycho sent you last week, two for sneaking off to Palestra, three for refusing to drop your towel for me earlier, and the last one for trying to leave me.”

My stupid, sucker of a heart latches onto the last words.Leave me. Something about his tone changes in those last two syllables. Or am I imagining it?

All thoughts fly out as a sharp sting lances across my ass.

CHAPTER20

A SPECIAL GIFT

Dante

“Last one, sweetheart.” I stand behind that perfect ass, a tantalizing rosy hue blossoming across her soft skin. I’m hard as fuck, my cock straining against the zipper of my jeans. I would’ve kept my sweatpants on if I’d known.

This entire morning has been a shit show. First, Caroline appears and then Rose has thepalleto disobey me again. I nearly lost my mind when I saw her racing for the door. I couldn’t let her leave, even if it cost me the Dumphries’ account.

I only hoped Luca would see it my way.

“Just do it already,” Rose rasps out. The sexy, rough tone goes straight to my dick.Dio, it’s taking every last ounce of restraint not to drop my pants, free my cock and plow into her. Every cry, every moan has me on the edge of insanity.

I bend over her, rubbing my crotch against her ass, and she lets out another gasp. “You know, we could finish this off on a good note….”

“Never,” she hisses.

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