Page 48 of The Viper

“What’s the use in having beautiful things if you’re too frightened to wear them? They’re not meant to be shoved in a corner somewhere, they’re meant to be shown off. Besides, this is what I want you to wear.” I’m not sure why considering I’ll be torturing myself when I see her in it.

She slides her shoulders forward as she continues to hold the dress out in front of her. “Are you sure you want me to wear this?” her voice is filled with uncertainty.

“Absolutely.” I step backward toward the door. “We leave at ten.”

“Oh, okay.” She lays the dress on the bed and begins to walk toward her bathroom. Just as I close her door, I hear her call, “Hang on.” The door opens and she leans against the door jamb like a damn goddess. “You want me to wear those?” Rosa points over her shoulder toward the bed.

“Yes.”

“Fine. But if I have to wear those, then you need to wear that dark gray three-piece suit with a white shirt and that blue tie you like to wear.”

“You want me to change?”

“You want me to change,” she throws my own words back at me.

I smirk before turning and walking away without answering. My lioness is a minx, and if she wants me wearing my dark gray suit, then I’ll wear it. Especially if it means my cock will be buried inside her tonight.

“The car’s ready, Dominic,” Marco says as he adjusts his tie.

I look at my watch, then up the stairs, then back to my watch. “Where is she?” Marco takes a step to go up and get Rosa. “I’ll go.” I place my hand on his shoulder as I effortlessly take the stairs two at a time. I knock on her door and walk in.

“Do you ever not barge in?”

Her long auburn hair is pulled back in a severe, low ponytail, and her blue eyes are accentuated from the dark make-up she’s wearing, but that dress. Holy shit. My cock stirs in my pants as I rake my greedy gaze down her voluptuous tits, and curvy hips. The dress is short, too short for my liking, but thankfully I’m presented with her long legs in those stunning red shoes. “You’re breathtaking.” I lift my hand and twirl my finger in a circle. Rosa smiles and spins once for me to look. “Perhaps you should wear a coat.”

“It’s not cold enough for that.” Her brows pull in together. “Besides, you’re being ridiculous.”

I should’ve bought her a long dress that would hide her curves, not highlight them. I’m going to have every fucker looking at her, wanting my girl. “Perhaps you should change.”

She places a hand on her curvy hip and tilts her head to the side. “Perhaps you should too. And, I said the blue tie, that’s red.” She points to my tie.

“Matches your shoes.”

A wide smile splits her face. She regains her composure and cocks a brow. “You can keep the red tie.”

“I can keep it, can I?” I ask with amusement.

She lifts one shoulder and rolls her eyes. “It’ll do, I guess.”

My little lioness is finding her confidence. “Get a coat,” I instruct as I head toward the door. If we stay here any longer, I’m going to want to shut her up with my cock.

“I don’t need one,” her protest is followed by her moving toward her walk-in and returning with a distressed leather jacket that looks appalling with her elegant dress.

“What’s that?”

“This is the only thing I have. I haven’t got anything that’ll go with this beautiful dress or shoes.” She puts it on and zips the front before standing like a damned old-frumpy woman.

“Take it off.” Note to self, she needs more appropriate clothing. I shrug out of my suit jacket and hold it out for her to wear. She throws her jacket on the bed and looks at the one I’m holding.

“But...”

“I’ll be fine,” I say, sensing she’s about to argue. “Put it on.” Rosa slides her arms into the jacket and turns toward me. “Much better. Besides, I like being on you.” Her cheeks turn pink and she lowers her chin as a smirk tugs at her lips. “I would prefer to be in you.”

She lifts her head, places her hand to my chest and says, “Play your cards right, and maybe you will be.”

Holy shit, who is this lioness?

Waggling her hips, she struts out and heads down the stairs. My cock follows, desperate to be buried inside her.

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