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She’d been quiet for most of the conversation, and she was probably disconcerted by the interaction with Duarte. The man was intimidating, even though he played the part of impeccable host.
“Dance with me,” I commanded, sweeping Evelyn into my arms.
She blinked up at me, slightly bewildered by the sudden turn of events. “I don’t want to go to Colombia,” she said, even as she began to sway to the beat, allowing me to lead her.
“I’ll make sure you enjoy our little vacation,” I promised, firming my hand on her waist.
She shivered and melted into me, submitting to the confident way I handled her willowy body.
“It’s not a vacation,” she protested, her peridot eyes glittering with frustration. “You can’t just take control of my life like this. I want to go home, not farther away from America.”
Your home is with me now. I kept the promise locked in my chest. She wasn’t ready to hear it. Not yet.
“This meeting is crucial for our security,” I admitted, persuasive. I didn’t want to tell her the details of my business, but she might be more amenable if I reasoned with her. “And I promised my friends I would take care of things with Duarte and Rodríguez. I meant it when I said I don’t break my promises, Evelyn. I made a promise to Gian and Enzo, but I’ll make a vow to you, too: I will do everything in my power to make you happy. I will take care of you and give you everything you desire.”
“What I desire is to return home to Albuquerque.” That defiant posture was back, her shoulders squared and her delicate chin tipped at an impertinent angle.
Surrendering to my darkest instincts, I cradled her nape and crushed my lips to hers, trapping her in a fierce kiss. She wouldn’t be able to talk about leaving me if I tamed her tongue with mine. I would drive her wild with mindless passion, until she’d never consider being parted from me. I wanted to make her addicted to my touch, just as I was already addicted to her nearness.
I was usually skillful in my seductions, but the imbalance in my relationship with Evelyn made me feral. I was undeniably obsessed with her, and she was still thinking of returning to her life in America. Without me.
I would obliterate that desire from her mind and cleave her soul to mine. Just the thought of losing her robbed the air from my lungs, so I breathed her in instead, taking her oxygen as I kissed her in a ruthless claim. She softened in my arms, her tongue lashing mine in desperate strokes.
Her hips pressed tight to my thigh, and she shuddered against me in need. I’d left my good girl waiting long enough. I’d edged her before the party, teasing her pussy and tormenting us both to ensure her compliance. She’d done so well. I would show her how much she pleased me.
I should probably stay longer to entertain Duarte, but I couldn’t hold back for another minute. The notorious hedonist would simply have to understand why I was leaving early. My fiery bond with Evelyn would be obvious enough to anyone watching our intense kiss. I staked my claim in front of everyone, brazen in my desire for this perfect woman.
All mine.
I finally released her swollen lips, and she swayed into me, dizzy from our heady chemistry. I braced my arm around her waist and steered her off the dance floor, away from the party.
“Time for your reward, dolcezza.”
She shivered, and her cheeks flushed once again. She’d been indignant about my promise of a reward for good behavior, but Evelyn had a sweet heart and a giving nature. And I’d worked her into an erotic frenzy. It wouldn’t be difficult to convince her to love being my good girl, to please me in every way I desired.
We stepped into the empty elevator that would carry us up to my suite. As soon as the doors closed, she threw herself at me like she was starved for my lips. Shock punched me, but I didn’t hesitate to meet her hungry kiss with equal fervor. She pressed her hips against my thigh again, on the verge of rubbing herself against me to reach orgasm.
I slammed my palm against the emergency stop button, and the elevator came to a halt. She didn’t seem to notice; she was completely intent on kissing me, her fingernails biting into the back of my neck in an effort to pull me closer.
“You are a greedy girl.” My words were strangely slow and deep, like I was drunk. Everything about her was intoxicating, all-consuming.
I backed her up against the mirrored wall and wedged my thigh between her legs. “Go on,” I ordered. “Make yourself feel good, farfallina.”
She licked her lips, hesitating. She was so innocent. I found her shame delectable. I would find every wicked act that made her blush and teach her to love it.
I lifted my leg slightly, forcing her up onto her toes. I could feel the heat of her pussy through my pants, and I wondered if she’d come hard enough leave a wet spot on the expensive fabric.
The prospect made my cock stiffen. Fuck, I needed her. I craved to drive into that wet heat and feel her tight cunt squeezing me as she came undone.
I clenched my jaw and shoved down my most basic, animal urges. I wouldn’t rut into her like a mindless beast. Evelyn would welcome me to claim her sweet pussy. She would beg me to fuck her. Until she was ready to do that, I would control my darkest instincts by dominating her. Controlling her pleasure helped me master myself, too.
A heady rush of power pulsed through me as she began to rock against my thigh, stimulating herself at my command. Her eyes slid closed, as though she could hide from the shame that she was feeling for behaving so wantonly.
My fingers tangled in her hair, tugging just sharply enough to capture her full attention. Her stunning eyes met mine, glassy with lust. Using my grip on her hair, I directed her face toward the mirrored wall to our right.
“Watch yourself,” I rumbled. “See how beautiful you are when you come undone for me.”
“Massimo…” She whispered my name, a soft plea for mercy that made my cock ache.
