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“Maybe I should dance naked.”
“Now that’s an idea,signioraFiori. Get up.”
I laughed and dodged his touch when he reached for me.
“Now?”
“Now. Dance for me, Grazia.”
He took my place on the mattress while I got into position. Not feeling the hardness of the pointe shoes on my feet, or the hug of my dance tights was weird, but I couldn’t deny the erotic appeal of doing a dance routine, uncovered, in front of my husband.
I started slowly, stepping from one foot to the other, moving around and doing a few pirouettes. Salvatore’s eyes and candle light were gliding on my skin making me feel not just beautiful, but a goddess.
Standing on my tiptoes barefoot was harder than I thought, so I made a few wrong steps, but Salvatore didn’t care about my technical abilities. He was too focused following my tits with his eyes. To make sure he was enjoying the show, I transitioned into Allegro, moving faster and jumping around, and when I did a vertical slip, he lost his composure.
He grabbed me and pulled me to his lap, making some animal sounds, so primal, I felt that calling somewhere deep within me.
“You.” He grunted. “You put me under a spell. I never could control myself around you.”
“You’re not so bad.”
He chuckled over my skin, tickling me with his lips. “No? You were too young when I stole your first kiss, but I couldn’t help myself. I had to feel your taste.”
“We were both young, Sasa. We were kids in love.”
“I’m still in love,Tesoro. I can’t look at you for more than five fucking minutes without getting hard.” He pushed my hand down to feel his throbbing cock.
“I did that?”
“Don’t play coy. You know the power you have over me.” I did know that, and I enjoyed it thoroughly. I fed on that power. “I always loved watching you dance. When you move, you captivate the world, but this? Having you undressed, dancing just for my eyes?”
“You liked?”
“There is no heaven that could be better than what you just gave me.”
“So?” To accentuate my question, I gave his thick shaft a stroke. “Should we do aPas de Deux[54]?”
“I took you too many times tonight.” He opened me up and touch my center gently, his fingers slipping with ease because I was already wet for him. “I don’t want you to get sore.”
“I won’t. You worry too much about me.”
“I’m your husband. It’s my job to protect you. You’re small, Grazi. Your hips are so narrow.” He grabbed me with his hands and squeezed tight. “It’s going to drive me crazy worried when you’ll be carrying my children.”
I flinched, almost jumping off his lap. For some reason, this felt like a bucket of cold water.
“It’s too early.”
“Is it?”
I froze. Whatever I was feeling a minute ago got lost like mist under the sun. He had to know I wasn’t ready.
“Yes, Sasa, it is. Why are you bringing this up?”
“Lately I couldn’t help thinking how beautiful you’d be with a bump.” He spread his hand across my stomach. “A daughter with your eyes. A son with my temper.”
“Salvatore!” I stopped his daydreaming. “It’s too early.”
“Calm down, Grazia. I didn’t mean now, but maybe next year.”
