Page 66 of The Devil's Fire

“I told you to behave.” He growled out.

“I’m not a child! I can do whatever I want.” I snapped. “I didn’t lose Antonio on purpose, and I would have called him if I had his number.”

Damiano fell silent once more. Then, he accelerated with such force that it pinned me back in my seat. He was driving insanely fast that everything around us blurred, and the other cars blared their horns as he maneuvered through traffic.

The fear of crashing made me nauseous, and I could feel my dinner rising in my throat.

“Please, slow down… I can’t…” I squeezed my eyes shut and held onto the door.

“Cazzo!” He let out a string of curse words in Italian and slowed down.

As soon as he pulled over to the side of the road, I opened the door and took in deep breaths of fresh air, trying not to throw up. Damiano was quickly in front of me, crouching down, and placed his hands on my cheeks.

“Are you okay?” Damiano’s brows pinched together. I nodded, feeling my body relax as I took another deep breath.

“Fuck, piccola. You’re going to drive me crazy.” He let out a heavy sigh before pulling me into his embrace.

His words caused a smile to spread across my face.

twenty-one

Althaia

“A hotel?” I asked when Damiano opened the car door for me.

“Yes.” He pulled me to his side, providing me with some of his warmth as we made our way into the elevator. “I have an event to attend, and I want you to join me.”

“Sounds nice.” I replied with a smile as we exited the elevator onto the private floor. “What kind of event?” I asked as we stepped into the hotel room.

“Auction.” Damiano replied as he grabbed a drink from the minibar. I gave a slight nod and went to the floor-to-ceiling window when some golden light caught my attention.

The golden light came from a large lake with sprinklers going high in the air, moving around to a soft rhythm with lights at the bottom.

“It’s beautiful.” I remarked, my voice filled with awe.

“Most beautiful.” Damiano responded. I looked back at him, his intense gaze resting on me.

“You’re not even looking.” I chuckled.

“I am.” His golden-brown eyes never left mine as he spoke. I quickly spun back to look out the window, trying to hide my blushing face.

My heart went wild when I heard him come closer and then felt him right behind me. An intense flutter rushed through me when his arms wrapped around my waist. I tried to control myself when I felt his breath close to my neck.

I couldn’t focus on anything other than his hand that was slowly trailing down my stomach and stopped right at the button of my jeans. I looked down when he unbuttoned my pants.

“Keep your eyes up.” His other hand wrapped around my throat, making me look straight ahead.

My back pressed against his chest as our eyes met in the window’s reflection, and I inhaled sharply when his fingers found their way right between my legs.

I slowly exhaled when he took his time, teasing me while he kept his eyes on me. I relaxed completely against him, enjoying how he was slowly building my pleasure.

Damiano made a low sound with the back of his throat and flicked his tongue across a sensitive spot on my neck.

I let out a soft moan.

“That’s it… let me hear you.” Damiano spoke to me in this deep, husky voice. It almost made my knees buckle.

“Mnhm…” He let out a satisfied grunt, pleased with my reaction to his touch. My toes curled when he slid his fingers inside of me, slowly pumping in and out as he played with my clit.

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