Page 79 of Passion and Revenge

Until I remember that I won’t need marks to remind me of him anymore. Now I have him. All of him. A smile pulls at my lips, and he traces the smile with a soft brush of his fingers.

“What are you smiling about?” he asks.

“You love me.” I giggle. “Does that mean I have to start wearing dark suits and being menacing?”

“You’re not going to have any stitch of clothing on for the next few months,” he answers with a scoff.

I grumble, “I should have known it was too good to be true. You’re planning to shackle me to your bed and turn me into your sex slave, aren’t you?”

“Don’t tempt me, baby girl.” His voice is a decadent purr, his fingers tracing maddening circles into the sliver of skin exposed between my blouse and jeans.

“I should have put more effort into Marco. He didn’t look like the sort of guy that—” I know I’ve made a mistake by the way oxygen seems to be sucked out of the room, and his hands lash out and grab my jaw, dragging me up to the tip of my toes until his breath is against my lips.

“Who the fuck is Marco, and how do I find him and extract his intestines from his insides?” he snarls.

I slant my mouth over his mouth, and he opens for me eagerly, one hand cupping my bottom and grinding me against the hard length trapped between us.

Desire uncoils within me, and I moan into his mouth as he takes over, his tongue tracing against the seams of my mouth until I open for him. Then, he’s invading my mouth, sliding the hot, rough length of his tongue against mine.

My body shudders, my pussy clenching and unclenching.

“Don’t think I’ve forgotten about this Marco,” he whispers against my mouth, and I laugh, so ridiculously happy that it feels like I can fly.

“I’ll tell you all about him and our hot, perfect date later, and maybe I’ll even—” My words end with a squeal as I’m lifted into Alessandro’s arms. I wrap my legs around his hip, still laughing when he kisses me again and again and again.

EPILOGUE

Alessandro

“We are not doing this here,” she says sternly, but I can see the desire shining in her eyes as I nip her neck and drag my hands up her smooth thighs.

“Sure about that?”

She huffs. “Ale! We are across the street from my father’s house. I don’t think?—”

I raise my head and flash her a grin. “That’s the problem, baby girl. You’re thinking. You should be feeling, not thinking.”

Sienna pushes the hair I just freed from the secure ponytail she had put it into out of her face and gives me a reproachful look. “How many women has that line worked on?”

I chuckle. “Believe it or not, you’re the only woman I’ve had to coax into sex.”

“I’m not playing hanky panky with you out here.” She shifts to slither back into the passenger seat but accidentally leans back against the car horn. A loud honk echoes around us, and she immediately leans forward, her eyes wide and horrified. “I think my leg is stuck.”

“Hmmm,” I mumble, eyeing her. She’s in a light blue dress with a plunging neckline that’s presently revealing a lot of cleavage with the way she’s leaning forward. I can almost see the edges of her red bra peeking out, and my mouth waters.

“How about a deal for you?” I ask as I lean back with my hands behind my head in a show of nonchalance. I know I’m not fooling anyone though, especially since she’s sitting right over my impressive cock-stand.

I’m very far from being unbothered.

“What deal?” Those doe-like hazel eyes sharpen.

I lick my lips, feeling like a wolf that’s cornering the little sheep right into a dark corner. “I’ll behave today and even keep my hands off you as much as I can if you let me eat your pussy.”

She throws her head back and lets out a peal of laughter. I take the sound and lock it right inside my heart with all my other favorite memories of her.

“I don’t trust you, Mr. Mancini. If I let you anywhere near my pussy, we won’t make it to lunch.”

I shrug, unashamed at being called out. Honestly, I don’t have any interest in playing nice with my soon-to-be father-in-law, and I’d much rather spend Sunday lounging in bed with the sexiest woman on the planet.