Page 60 of Forbidden Obsession

“Oh. So, then you know all of the great spots, huh?”

“Were you born and raised in the States?”

“Yes, but my parents made sure I learned to speak Italian early on. They spoke it in the home but everywhere else, English.”

“I see.” He checked his watch. “We leave in the morning to go back to New York. Do you think you can handle a night out tonight?”

“Yes.”

“You’ve got one hour to be ready to fly to the city.”

I left the table in a rush, showered quickly, and added depth to my wavy hair with the hot curling wand I’d packed in my luggage. I kept watch on the time, wanting to be prompt but ensuring I covered my bases. I brushed my teeth, flossed, and brushed my tongue for the second time.

After applying body butter, I withdrew two clothing options for tonight.

One was a body-hugging one-piece, see-through pantsuit. It teased the eye by barely showing my panties and bra underneath. It was hot for sure, but I wanted to make it easy for Dominic to fuck me as he wished if the opportunity presented itself.

So, with that in mind, I selected the thigh-high cocktail dress. I would freeze my ass off wearing this, but if Dominic brought the heat…oh, it would be worth it.

I giggled and slipped into the cocktail dress, slid three-inch-high heels on my feet, and added my costume jewelry.

Three deep sprays of Tom Ford’s Lost Cherry had me smelling like expensive fruit; the kind that was rare and worth a million bucks.

I was ready, leaving the bedroom just in time. My heels echoed off the Italian tile floors as I strutted to the front door, and Dominic turned to look at me. His debonair gaze crawled over me, touching every part of my body like a silky caress.

I tingled just a bit; the magic from his stare warmed me. He walked towards me, my dark knight, covered in his usual black attire from head to toe.

“You’re the most beautiful girl in the world, Penelope.” He took a finger down the side of my face, and I blushed, and bit the corner of my red lips.

My heart rhythm caught an extra beat, and my blush deepened. “Thank you.” My lashes fluttered. “I never met a man as poised as you, Dominic. Has anyone ever told you that you’re perfect?”

His lips spread slowly into a smile, his heavy gaze holding me captive as his hands dropped to my thigh and slid to the seat of my panties. “You would take that back if you knew everything about me, goddess.”

I quivered as his fingers traced my clit through the fabric, my body reacting to him in a way that told me what I already knew—I belonged to him.

“I don’t think I would. I love your dark side, too.”

Deep laughter expelled from his gut. “You don’t know my dark side, sweetheart.”

“Whatever it is, I like it and I can deal with it.”

“I may test that theory. Now is the only time to take it back. If you plan to stay around, that is.”

“You mean, if you plan to keep me around.”

He tilted his head. “Or that.”

He waited for me to take it back, but I kept my lips closed. Dominic sucked his teeth. “Have it your way.”

Removing his hand from my clit, that same finger lifted my chin, and he placed a hot kiss on my mouth.

When he lifted from my lips, our breaths rushed between each other, and I was lost in his gaze when his fingers snapped, and he ordered:

“Jacket.”

A server came from nowhere with an ankle-length wool coat and slipped it over my shoulders.

“Shall we?”

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