Page 15 of Sins of the Son

Milana cried out.

I knew it was more out of shock than pain, although the pain was coming.

“How dare you!”

I spanked her right cheek. Then her left again.

Her legs kicked as she tried to bite my thigh. I increased the pressure of my strikes. Her skin, already rosy from the hot shower, now glowed a fiery red.

“Stop! Stop!”

I spanked her several more times, warming up to the task. “Are you going to behave?”

"Testa di cazzo! Bastardo! Ratto miserabile e infimo! Porco!"

“I’ll take that as a no.”

I spanked her ass cheeks several more times before moving to the tops of her thighs, enjoying the way her hips shimmied and squirmed over my erect cock.

“I’ll behave!”

“What was that?”

“I’ll behave!”

I let her climb off my lap. She scurried under the bedcovers, grasping the blanket high under her chin. “How dare you spank me like a child? Pagano! Testa di cazzo! Ti odio ora più che mai! Se avessi un coltello, ti pugnalerei!”

I reached for my discarded jeans, pulled them over my hips without fastening them, and left the room. I searched her escape basket for another bottle of Vino Nobile and opened it. Grabbing a single glass from the kitchen, I returned to the bedroom.

Fortunately, la mia piccola gattina selvaggia had learned her lesson, at least for now, and had stayed put in bed. I poured a glass of wine and set the bottle out of her reach on the bureau before sitting on the edge of the bed. I sipped it slowly, savoring the deeper complicated notes of dark pepper as I observed her.

Fuck, she was the most beautiful creature I had ever laid eyes on.

An almost unholy, possessive rush coursed through my blood.

She was all mine now. Mine.

La mia piccola gattina selvaggia vergine.

No man had ever touched her… and no man, but me, ever would.

After spending my entire adult life taking every precaution never to get a woman pregnant, tonight, for the first time, I had taken a woman bareback, without even a thought of putting on a condom. I actually hoped, no prayed, I had gotten Milana pregnant tonight. The thought of this amazing woman bearing my child made me want to tie her to the bed and fuck her until she truly conceived.

But first, I needed to get her to stop hating me.

“All right, I’m listening.”

One perfectly arched eyebrow rose. “Other than 'get the fuck out of my bedroom,' I have nothing to say to you.”

I took another sip of wine. “Why do you hate me so much?”

She crossed her arms over her chest. “You know what you did.”

Something happened back when we were in school seven years ago. One day we were friends. I had hoped we would become more. Then she suddenly changed. She wanted nothing to do with me. She froze me out completely. If I even tried to approach her, she’d flinch as if I had struck her. It had pissed me off. I had asked Amara what was going on, but she swore she knew nothing, although I was never sure I fully believed her.

After that I gave up.

It was the greatest mistake of my life.

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