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Satisfied that everything is in place, I run my fingers through my hair, aiming for a hint of wildness. Then I move across the room to the mirror. Damn, I look hot. If Alessandro doesn’t want to throw me onto the bed and fuck me into next week, there is something seriously wrong with him.
As I hear the door to the apartment banging shut, my heart beats faster. He’s home. I have only a minute or so before he finds me. I fetch my supplies from the drawer of the nightstand where they’ve sat for the last few days as I gathered my courage to do this. There’s a bottle of lubricant, one of Alessandro’s black leather belts and a big gold bow, the type you’d normally find on beautifully wrapped presents. I slap it on my ass, because that’s what I am tonight—a gorgeous gift for my husband.
Placing the belt and the lube on the bed, I drape myself over the mattress. I spread my legs wide and push my ass out.
“Emilia?” Alessandro calls out. “Where are you,dolcezza?”
I don’t call out to him. He must know I’m in the apartment. Though he’s allowed me more freedom since he dealt with Uncle Gianni, Tomaso still reports my every move. I couldn’t have left the apartment without him seeing me.
“Emilia?” He does sound a little anxious now. I hope it doesn’t morph into irritation.
His footsteps pound along the corridor, and I tremble with nervous anticipation. Will he like what he sees? Will he accept what I’m offering him? When he comes through the door, I get my answer. There’s a sharp intake of breath and he says my name with obvious reverence. “Emilia.” He comes into the room and closes the door. “What is this?”
I say nothing. He can work it out for himself. He leans over me and runs his hand over the belt.
“You want me to punish you?” he whispers in my ear.
A delicious shiver trickles down my spine. “Yes, and then I want you to accept my gift.”
“Gift?”
Seriously, does he not see the huge bow I’m wearing? I wiggle my ass and he groans as if he’s in agony. He takes a gentle hold of my arms and pulls me up from the bed, turning me to face him.
“You’re serious about this?” he asks. “You want me to punish you?”
“I do. I was reckless when I left the ballroom with a stranger. That can’t go unpunished.”
Alessandro scrunches his nose up. He looks like he’s in pain. “And you want me to claim your ass?”
“I do.”
He stares at me, searching for something. I hold his gaze, willing him to see my determination.
“It’s time to stop treating me like some weak, pathetic weakling.”
His lips twitch. “You used weak twice.”
I put my hands on my hips. “It’s how you’re making me feel.”
His hand curves around my cheek. “Dolcezza, the last word I would use to describe you is weak. After all you’ve been through, you’ve proved yourself to be one of the strongest people I know.”
“Really?” I can’t help preening at the compliment.
He nods. “You really want to do this?”
“I’m ready.”
A wicked grin crosses Alessandro’s lips and I know I’ve got him. “In that case, turn around, spread those legs, and bend over the bed.”
Spinning on my heels, I fall back onto the bed. I spread my legs wide and push my ass in the air. Alessandro runs his hand over my bottom.
“The bow’s a nice touch.”
“I thought so… oh.”
He rips my panties clean off me. My pussy is instantly soaked as desire courses through my veins.
“Hmm, I think you liked that.”
