Page 27 of Dangerous Contract: Part 1

“Monique...”

Fuck!She pulled back. Gripping his cock, she tapped it against her tongue. He didn’t know why that shit felt so damn good, but it did. This time, she took him in all the way to the base, no gagging. If he didn’t do something, he’d be coming in her mouth soon. When she pulled back, Orazio stepped away from her. Their gazes connected. The lust in her eyes made him groan.

“I’m not done tasting you,” she whispered as he slipped his shoes off and kicked them backward into his hotel room.

She rose to her feet as he tore his pants and boxers off, then kicked them into the room, too.

His rose folded her arms over her chest. “I’m not stepping off this elevator until you let me finish what I started.”

She didn’t have to step off of it. Raz stormed over to her and picked her sexy ass up. She yelped and wrapped her arms and legs around him as he carried her from the elevator to his bedroom. He was done playing the gentleman.

It was time for her to meet the savage.

Chapter Five

ORAZIO

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She clung to him as he carried her from the elevator to his bedroom. He kicked his shoes out of the way as he walked. He was glad he’d left the lights on in his suite. He didn’t have time to fumble with the switch.

Monique’s high heels dropped to the floor as he walked. There was no point in stopping to retrieve them. She didn’t need them anyway. Soon, she’d be completely naked. He was thankful he’d left the door open when he reached his bedroom.

He kicked it shut behind him, not bothering to lock it. The damn door eased back open.Fuck it.No one would be able to enter his room. Even if they took the elevator to his floor, the facial recognition scanner on the elevator would search for him when they pressedT.

If he wasn’t on the elevator, the elevator would take them to the third floor, where his main security team was located. Likewise, if his Rose tried to leave without him, it would take her to his security team, who would then return her to his side.

Monique Rose now belonged to him. There would be no running away for her. Next to him was where she’d remain. Now, it was time to give her a reason to stay willingly. In his bedroom, he laid her down on his bed.

The moment her back touched his covers, she released him and scooted away from him, moving to the head of the bed, pulling her dress down as she went.

“My dress is ripped,” she complained, eyes darting around the room, landing everywhere except on him.

“Take it off,” he told her while shrugging off the rest of his clothing.

Her gaze returned to him. Standing naked before her, he watched her brown eyes travel over his body. When they met his, he realized he was losing her. The nervousness she was feeling was evident in her gaze, along with indecision and fear.

Those emotions were etched into her every movement – from the way she was clutching the hem of her dress, trying to pull it down some, to the way she was leaning against the headboard, trying to put more distance between them despite knowing there was nowhere for her to run.

She swallowed, and her gaze dropped to the bed. It was clear that she didn’t want to undress in front of him. With a body like hers, she should be eager to show it off. However, he understood her reservations.

The world they lived in worshipped a different type of beauty. If you weren’t a certain size, you weren’t considered attractive according to the mainstream media. The world could go fuck itself.

Every inch of this woman was beautiful. He wanted to strip her out of those clothes and show her just how beautiful her body was. He wanted to make her stand naked in front of the mirror and take in her curves. He wanted her to see herself through his eyes.

If she could, she’d know there was no reason for her to hide behind the flimsy fabric. But forcing that on her wouldn’t help the situation. Though he wanted to see every inch of her while he fucked her, what he wanted more was for her to be comfortable.

He strode across the room and flicked the light switch off. There was still light drifting into the room from the open bedroom door. Raz shut the door and locked it, plunging them into darkness.

It took a second for his eyes to adjust. By the time he reached the foot of the bed, he could see better. Rose was still leaning against the headboard, clutching the hem of her ripped dress.

“Are you naked yet?” he asked, knowing she wasn’t.

Maybe she’d feel more at ease if she thought he couldn’t see her.

“Not yet,” she whispered.

Her gaze dropped to his manhood. So, she could see him.Good. Raz gripped his cock.

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