Page 76 of Powerful Deception

Fluff until they are all sitting perfectly and there is no more fluffing to do.

Crap, maybe I should have done this a bit slower. Now I have no reason to not look up at Dante.

Nervously, I straighten up and turn to Dante again.

He’s watching me with curiosity instead of the indifference that I’m used to as he continues to stand there as if his presence isn’t affecting me.

“I’m going to head to my room.” I say, my voice revealing my nervousness.

Dante doesn’t say anything, he just stands there, his eyes never leaving me.

Unlike when we were upstairs in Allie’s room, this time when I walk past him, he does stop me. His rough hand catches my arm, holding me in place.

I let out a gasp as he grips my arm tightly before letting go just a bit. Just enough to let his hand travel down to my fingertips and back up.

Like a caress.

“I think I told you this morning that we’re going to talk about what happened last night.” He says, his eyes looking down at his hand movements.

I swallow the lump that I have in my throat. “Are you going to fire me this time?”

My question stops his movements and causes his dark eyes to look up at mine.

“Why would I fire you?”

Another swallow. “Because we slept together. Doesn’t that go against some code or something?”

Dante looks at me for a few seconds before he speaks. “Did you not want what happened to happen?”

His question has no malice to it, just a bit of curiosity.

I shake my head. “No. I mean, no I did want it to happen but you’re still my boss. It doesn’t matter how much I wanted it to happen, you can still fire me because of it.”

A smirk forms on his face and I want to lean in and kiss it off so badly, but I don’t. I don’t know what’s happening between us and whatever it is, I don’t want to complicate it even more.

“You did hear me last night when I told you that I wanted to fuck since you walked into my office, right?” He asks, his smirk deepening.

“Yes.” The word comes out almost in a whisper.

“And did you hear every single word I said to you last night as you slid my cock into your pussy?” His words are rough and low and travel down to my sex, making things a bit uncomfortable.

“Yes, I heard them.”

A growl escapes him as he leans even closer, his fingers slipping into mine. “And did I give you any indication that I didn’t want anything to do with what happened last night?”

I shake my head, not trusting my voice to speak.

Dante moves closer to me, dropping my hand all together and moving it to my hip.

His touch is simple, but even through my clothes, I can feel it. It’s as if it’s burning through the material and I want more of it. A whole lot more of it.

“And what if I tell you that I want to do it again? That the reason why I wanted to talk was not to fire you, but to come up with a plan to fuck you over, and over again. Would you hear that?”

I can’t breathe. All the oxygen has left my lungs and my body, and I have to really think about not melting at his words.

He wants to fuck me again.

Dante Rosetti wants to have sex with me again and I can’t breathe. I can’t even comprehend his words. All I’m focusing on is the fact that he’s touching me and that he wants me under him again.

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