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“Fine.” He yawned. “But not tonight. I’m beat.” He took a wistful look around. “You know, Papa Leo would be proud if he saw this place.”
“I think you’re right. You planning on being at Espo 1 tomorrow?”
“Yeah, I guess I should. If you’re swamped, though, just give me a call.”
“Will do. You can go on ahead. I’ll lock up here.”
Gio waved and was gone. I texted Melanie immediately. I meant it when I said I couldn’t wait to be with her. I hastily ran through the chore of double-checking all doors and windows before exiting through the front entrance and securing the lock behind me.
The day had been long and complicated, but suddenly I wasn’t tired at all.
“Hey, beautiful,” I said when she opened her front door before I even had a chance to knock.
My pulse kicked up a notch. She wore her silk robe with black stiletto heels. A glass of wine was in her hand. I wanted to kiss her. I wanted to tackle her.
She smiled sweetly. “Hello, Mr.Esposito. It was quite a day, wasn’t it?”
I threw my keys on the couch, unintentionally disturbing Luke and Lando. The cats mewed and scattered.
“It was a hell of a day,” I agreed, shutting the door at my back. Then I grabbed the bottom of my shirt with both hands and slowly pulled it over my head because I knew she loved the sight of my bare chest, and I loved showing it to her.
Melanie watched me and took a sip of her wine. She raised one knee and settled her heel against the wall. It was sexy as fuck. She tapped her toe against the wall. Her eyes shone with fun and mischief when I approached and bent down for a kiss. Her lips were sweetened by the wine, and I tasted them with my tongue. My dick had jumped to life the instant I saw her. The kiss deepened hungrily, and I slipped a hand under her robe.
To my surprise she broke away and took a step backward toward the kitchen.
“Something wrong, Mel?” I asked.
“You got to be the boss all day,” she said sweetly and sipped her wine.
I grinned. “That’s right, I’m the fucking boss.” I was digging this sexy, playful side of her. When I was driving over here, I wondered if she might at first be a little shy after everything that happened last night. But she surprised me with this sex-kitten act—and I liked being surprised.
Melanie nodded seriously. “But maybe you shouldn’t always get to be in charge, Dominic.”
I ran my hand over the hard outline of my dick so she’d know what she was doing to me. “You saying you want to be in charge?”
“Maybe,” she said with a small smile as she watched me stroke myself.
I took my hand off my dick and went to her. This was fun. I trailed one finger along her collarbone, and she shivered slightly. She was wearing something beneath that robe; something red and lacy and designed to fuck my fantasies raw.
“So give me an order,” I said. My eyes scanned the shapely perfection of her legs. One thing was for damn sure; those streetwalker heels needed to stay on. I could feel the quick thud of her heart as my hand strayed over the sensual curve of her breasts.
“Follow me,” she whispered, leaving her wineglass on the counter and strolling to the bedroom.
Of course I followed. I was practically salivating with ideas about what she had in mind next.
Her hair hung loose, and she knew how to work it, tossing the long dark length over one shoulder as she casually dropped her robe beside the bed. I had no choice but to casually drop my pants.
“Where the hell did you get that?” I asked, taking in every inch of the cherry-red bustier that cinched her waist, pushed out her tits, and made my dick go berserk. I already had a condom in my hand.
“Shh.” She put a finger to her lips and then sank down on the bed, crossing her legs.
I couldn’t keep my hands off her for another minute. Crossing the room in two strides, I dove in and kissed her hard and long, tasting thewine on her lips. I sucked her neck and relished the breathy moan that escaped when I used my teeth just enough to sting. She got on her back willingly and arched her body to escape those damp panties when I pushed my thumbs under the waistband and pulled. But when I slid my hands under her hips to brace for the first big thrust, she stopped me.
“No.”
I gritted my teeth and held back. “No?”
Melanie smiled up at me, enjoying my discomfort. “I think you need to learn what it’s like not to be the commander in chief.”
