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“She’s a busy woman,” he replied vaguely. “We had to set up a meeting.”
“With who?”
“With the person who can get me a meeting with her.”
“And who is she, exactly? The fucking President?”
He chuckled, the sound sending shivers down my spine. “I never thought you’d be the jealous type.”
I gritted my teeth. “I said I’m not.” There was no damn way I was jealous. No fucking way.
“I don’t believe you.”
He was just inches away now, his breath tickling my cheek as I was forced to look up at him. I didn’t want to feel this way. I was pissed about his double standards, sure, but I couldn’t help the coil of jealousy making its way to my heart. I’d never stopped to think about Dante’s relationships before me. There was never enough time to. But now that a woman from his past had popped up again…no, not popped up. Dragged back by him. I wasn’t sure how I’d handle it.
Dante stepped closer, his body pressing against mine. I refused to move away. Refused to give him a fucking inch. I could feel the heat of him wrapping around me, suffocating me. His nose brushed against mine, that infuriating smirk slipping across his face.
“Why do you care?” I asked, breathless.
“I don’t,” he replied flatly. He gripped the back of my neck, capturing my mouth with his.
It caught me off guard. The feel of his mouth on mine was so shocking that I lost myself to the feeling of his tongue prying apart my lips. The dark sense of possession surged through me as my good arm latched around his neck. He groaned, one hand cupping my ass and yanking me against him. His other tangles in my hair, forcing my head back for better access.
His lips broke away, kissing along my jaw, my neck, my shoulders. I let my head fall back, moaning as I cling to him. His fingers tightened in my hair once before his hand gripped my waist. Hauling me up, he pinned me to the bedroom wall, my legs wrapped tightly around his hips. Rough palms ran along my side. I felt his thick erection pressing between my legs. My nipples hardened at his touch, flares of heat scorching my insides.
Goosebumps erupted along my arms as his hand slid between my thighs, thumb finding my clit easily. He let it circle a few times, pressing hard enough to make my body jolt in surprise. Desire flooded through me, forcing a gasp from my lips. My body tensed, waiting for more, waiting for him to slip a finger inside me and drive me crazy.
“I think I like it when you’re jealous,” he murmured in my ear. “It drives me fucking crazy.”
“I’m so glad….” I gasped again as he pinched my clit, “that my jealousy amuses you.”
“This is payback.” He nipped along my neck, my nerves short-circuiting. “You were alone in a room with another man.”
I jerked back. “Is that what this is about?” The desire was fading as fast as it had come. “You’re fucked up.” I tried to shove him away, but he pinned me to the wall.
“Not so fast,” he breathed. “Tell me, Sienna, who do you belong to?” His fingers started playing me like a fucking violin, causing my body to shudder at his touch. I fought back a moan.
“Tell me.”
I gasped as he rubbed harder. “You.”
“Good girl.”
22
DANTE
Ihad to admit, it wasn’t my intention to fuck her against the wall. When I saw her slip out of David’s bedroom, I was furious. Fucking livid. I’d had to rein in the monster so completely when I saw her walk out of there because all I wanted to do was barge right back in and beat the shit out of him. I was gone all of five seconds, and already she was in some other man’s bedroom.
But then I saw my own jealousy reflected in those beautiful eyes of hers and couldn’t help myself. I didn’t want to think about her in David’s room. In fact, just thinking about it made me want to mark her so entirely until there wasn’t a fucking doubt in her mind about who she belonged to.
Pinning her against the wall made me feel powerful. It made my head dizzy with lust, heat coiling in my stomach and into oblivion until I was on edge. I wanted to fuck her right then and there, tear off her jeans and fuck her until any and every thought flew from her mind.
“Do you want to apologize?” I growled. My thumb pressed firmly against her clit again, loving the feeling of her body reacting to my touch.
Her hips bucked against my hand, desperate for any contact. I could tell it was driving her mad, feeling the pressure of my fingers between the thick fabric of her jeans. The friction along the hardened length of my cock was driving me crazy.
When she didn’t reply, I stopped. A low moan slipped past her lips as her hips bucked forward, eager for my touch.
