Page 78 of My Sweetest Temptation

I took a deep breath, steeling myself for what I was about to say. “I’m going to take you out. Tomorrow night, I’ll pick you up at seven pm. I’ll have my designer drop off a dress for you, and she’ll handle the makeup, your hair, and whatever else you may need.”

She raised an eyebrow. “You say it like I’m actually going to agree to go with you.”

A grin broke through my serious demeanor. “That’s because I’m not asking you.” Winter crossed her arms, leaning back slightly, her expression shifting into one of defiant challenge. There was my little feisty angel.

“Oh, really?” she scoffed, disbelief lacing her tone.

Just then, my phone vibrated. I pulled it out to see a text from Matteo demanding my presence in the office. I glanced back up at Winter. “Yes, really. I’ll see you tomorrow night.” I tucked my phone back into my pocket, standing up from the desk to make my exit. But before I could reach the door, her voice halted me.

“Has anyone ever said no to you?” I turned back to face her.

“No.”

“Well, let me be the first,” she taunted.

“I’m not asking you, Winter.” I took a deliberate step toward her, my movements calculated and purposeful. When I reached her, I leaned in until I was inches away from her beautiful face. “Oh, you really will be coming with me, one way or another,” I whispered, my voice steady and firm. “Even if that means I have to drag your unconscious body to the car.”

Her eyes, displaying a kaleidoscope of emotions, widened just a fraction before they turned to angry slits, but I grinned and moved closer. I let my breath graze her skin, my lips almost brushing against hers. “I intend to make you feel things you’ve never imagined.”

I paused and watched her swallow hard. “I’m going to make your virgin pussy cum on my tongue and then drink every last drop like it’s my own special drink made just for me. And you’re going to love every second of it.”

My words were meant to ignite a fire within her as she did with me. I shut my eyes and take a deep breath, letting her scent surround me like a fog. It was like a sweet and tempting burst of fresh roses that gave my inner beast a taste of what would come. With my eyes still closed, I softly exhaled against her neck, my breath caressing her sensitive skin.

I opened my eyes and noticed her body’s immediate response to my touch, and the beast inside me roared with pride. I traced the tip of my tongue along her jawline. “By the end of the night, you’re going to beg me to fuck you.” I pulled back, my smirk a silent challenge, daring her to deny me.

Her breath quickened, and goosebumps formed on her skin. I lifted my hand to my shirt, removed the glasses hanging over my chest, and carefully placed them back onto her face. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” I murmured, rising to my full height.

With a final lingering glance, I shot her a subtle wink and exited the room, feeling the intensity of her gaze on my back. She was fucking mine, and I would be sure she understood the depth of my possession and willingly surrendered her soul to me. I wanted her to feel it, to realize that there was no escaping me.

I jerked to my feet when I felt something wet on my toe, only to find a strong pair of hands wrapped around my right ankle, preventing me from kicking. Frozen with fear, I noticed a figure at the end of the bed. As I prepared to scream, a deep, rich, velvety voice from the figure made me melt.

“Careful, dolcezza,” Nico warned, his voice dripping with seduction.

“What are you doing?” I gasped in a hushed tone.

“What does it look like I’m doing?”

Before I could respond, he captured my toe with his mouth, his eyes never leaving mine. I couldn’t tear my eyes away as he continued his intimate assault on my toes like they were his favorite meal. He released my toe, and a gasp escaped my lips, a smirk playing on his. I hurriedly closed my mouth, feeling the heat of embarrassment spread across my face. Nico’s movements were calculated as he crawled onto the bed, his strong hands bracing his arms on each side of my legs, his eyes never wavering from mine.

The moonlight filtering through the curtains revealed his features, and I noticed a raindrop clinging to the tip of his nose, his hair glistening with moisture. Why was he wet? I glanced at the window and suddenly noticed the glass was completely covered with raindrops. When did it start to rain?

“Winter?” Nico whispered, his breath fanning my skin.

“Huh?” My mind struggled to form coherent thoughts, his actions rendering me speechless.

With a teasing flick of his pink tongue, he brushed the tip against my ankle, sending a wave of electricity racing up my leg.

“How did you get in?” I stammered, my words faltering while I was trapped in a state of euphoria by Nico’s lips. He pressed a tender kiss just above my ankle.

“I will always find a way to you, Angel. Now, let me enjoy you.”

I gave him a nod and surrendered my body to him. His words had a way of making me feel safe, although I couldn’t explain why.

He planted delicate kisses along the sensitive skin of my inner thighs, gradually moving toward my crotch. I held my breath, anticipating his every move. Nico’s lips gently caressed each knee, sending tingles through my body.

With deliberate slowness, he positioned himself over me, his hands gracefully coming together in a prayer-like gesture. Then, with a playful glint in his eye, he teased me by slowly parting my legs, his fingers acting as a guide, ensuring I was comfortable with every inch of exposure. I felt a surge of desire as my legs parted, revealing my most vulnerable part.

My gaze locked with the distinct outline of his arousal straining against his slacks. I swallowed, my throat suddenly dry. I lifted my head to meet Nico’s eyes, which burned with unspoken longing. His restraint was evident as he fought to maintain control. Lowering himself further, he draped my legs over his shoulders, his closeness causing my heart to race.

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