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“You’re lucky they already left, Alessa. Undermining me like that in front of my men is a cause for punishment.”
I swallow hard. “Punishment?”
“Severe punishment.” The fingers on my hip grip me tighter.
“Oh?” I reply breathlessly as the other hand traces upmy body and in between my breasts until it wraps around my throat, pushing me against the counter.
“Spanking.”
My thighs clench at his words.
“Behaviour like that will earn you a spanking.”
I’m not sure if I’m mortified or aroused. I’m not a child to be disciplined. But something about his dark tone and the way he’s looking at me like I’m the tastiest dish he’s ever sampled has my skin burning.
A needy whimper escapes my mouth, making Dante’s lips twitch into a smirk.
“You like the idea, don’t you,Fata?”
My eyes flutter shut, but I nod.
“God.Perchè sei così perfetta?”
That’s it. I’m done. If he wants a puddle on the floor, he should just keep speaking Italian to me.
“What am I to do with you?”
“Teach me to swim?” I reach for the bow on the side of my dress and pull on the string, untying it in the process. My dress falls open, revealing my red bikini.
Dante sucks in a breath. His hand leaves my throat and rakes through his hair as he takes a step back. Muttering something illegible. He turns away from me, holding onto the kitchen island and drawing my attention to the healing cuts on his hands.
“Unless it’s going to hurt your cuts. I just—”
“Five minutes.”
I bite my lip. “Are you sure?”
He doesn’t answer. Instead, he reaches for his tie and loosens it. I don’t question him, too worried he might change his mind if I do. Slowly, I walk towards the gym and through the door onto the courtyard. It’s been getting colder with every day that passes, and today is no exception. My nipples pebble as a gust of icy wind assaults me, whippingmy open dress about. I shrug it off, dropping it onto the cold stone beneath my feet, and walk down the steps into the warm water of the pool until I’m submerged up to my shoulders.
Dante walks out in nothing but his swimming shorts and dives into the pool at the deep end, swimming beneath the surface like he's Aquaman, the show-off, until he reaches me.
This has not been my best idea. I’m a period fuelled, horny mess of hormones, and this man is like catnip for my pussy. All droplets of water on tanned skin, muscles and tattoos. Despite being thoroughly satisfied last night, I’m desperate to feel him close to me again.
And when his strong hands wrap around my waist, I’m not disappointed.
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ALESSA
Iam disappointed,actually.
As sexy as Dante teaching me how to swim was in my head, the reality turned out to be more of a choke on water and look like a wet dog situation.
Each day, after an hour of torturing me with his hotness in the swimming pool, Dante insists on a two-hour gruelling session in the gym. He’s hell-bent on making sure I’m prepared for every eventuality. I’m hell-bent on having a repeat of what happened the first time he was with me in the gym, but to my dismay, he stays aloof and keeps himself at a distance, disappearing for hours every time I think we’re about to get closer.
The boys bring me gifts every day. Little trinkets that are priceless to me. A fridge magnet, a book to read, a red scrunchy since they think I’m obsessed with red.
On a Friday, after an hour of being pinned by Dante to the training mat and fighting my horned-up brain from thinking of how it felt to ride Dante’s fingers, I decide enough is enough. I’m no longer sure If I’m more annoyed that he’s not trying to make a move or impressed.
