Page 50 of The Viper

Dominic turns to Bryan and gives him the go-ahead to leave with a flick of the hand. “I thought you don’t like to drink.”

“I don’t, but why not push the limits while I cut loose and have a drink. And if I’m feeling extra daring, I might even have two.”

“Don’t go crazy now,” he teases. “I wouldn’t want you to get drunk, because then I might have to take advantage of you.” He moves over to the sofa on the back wall and settles into it. He extends his arms over the back of the sofa.

“Huh.” I tap my hand to my chin. “Maybe you should get drunk so I can take advantage of you.” I sling off his jacket, getting a little overheated in this room. I lay it down on the sofa and walk over to the floor to ceiling window. “They can’t see us, right?” I lean my hand against the glass watching everyone out on the dance floor.

Dominic’s hot breath grazes my throat. He pushes his body into mine molding me up against the glass. His cock is hard in his pants, and his lips are on my neck. “No, Rosa, they can’t see us.”

My body is caught between Dominic’s hard, hot body and the cool feel of the one-way glass. “What are you doing?” My body hungrily responds to his. I push my butt back into him, grinding against his hard-on.

“Do you want me to fuck you in here, Rosa?” Yes, desperately. “Do you want my cock inside you while you watch everyone dancing?” So badly. Dominic’s teeth sink into the base of my neck. “I could fuck you on the dance floor, allow everyone to watch as my cock drips with your sweet cunt juices. Do you want them to watch?” God, yes. His hand releases mine, and he expands it across my stomach before inching it lower. “I want this, Rosa.”

I angle my head to give him better access. “Dominic,” I moan.

“Tell me what you want.”

My nipples scrape against the lacey material of my bra, causing a delicious friction. My pussy begs for his fingers, his mouth, his cock. All of him.

“Mr. Sacco,” a man’s deep drawl forces me to open my eyes and come back to the now.

“Don’t move,” Dominic whispers in my ear.

A small devious smile stretches my lips. “I won’t,” I say.

“What do you want?” Dominic asks without peeling himself off my body.

“Your guests have arrived, sir.”

I gasp and stiffen. “Good.” The loss of the warmth of his body promptly causes my own to cool. But, I don’t dare move until he tells me I can. What is wrong with me? Why do I find his instructions so erotic? “Rosa.” He nips at my jawline.

“Yes.”

“You can turn around.”

It’s probably for the best, because I could feel my resolve slipping. I straighten my dress and take a moment to stop thinking with my pussy and start thinking with my head. “Your French martini,” the waiter says and points to the drink on the table.

Shit, was he in here the whole time? The stupid grin is a reminder that even if he was, he could’ve watched and I wouldn’t have minded.

Oh my God! What is happening to me? I haven’t had many partners, but I’ve never done anything like this in the past. “Huh,” I grumble to myself as I walk over and grab my martini. Perhaps I’m not as vanilla as I thought I was. Maybe I like all this kinky stuff. No, correct that, not maybe but I definitely enjoy kink. I take a sip of my martini and moan in appreciation.

“Get her another,” Dominic instructs.

“Yes, please,” I confirm with a nod.

“Dominic.” Oh no, not him. “Brother.” I drag my gaze over to the entrance to see Adrian. “Oh, Rose.” He smiles and saunters over toward me. “Nice to see you again.” He bends to place a kiss to my cheek, but I turn my head and pull away. The pig lands his gross lips on me and I shuffle toward the side in case he tries to go in for another kiss.

I look to Dominic and want to say this is my surprise? Behind Dominic, Eliza enters. “Eliza!” I place the martini glass on the table and nearly run toward my sister. I throw my arms around her petite shoulders, smashing our bodies together. “I didn’t know you were coming.” I kiss her cheek and step back to carefully scan her face for bruises. I release a breath of relief when I see that her beautiful face is unmarked by that monster’s hands. “You look so good.”

“Me? You look amazing,” she says as she holds our hands out and steps backward to get a better look at me. “Those shoes are...wow.”

Bryan returns with my second martini and places it next to the other. “Can I get two more, please?”

“You drinking the hard stuff?” Eliza says as she glances at the drink.

“This one is for you.” I walk over and sit on the sofa then pat the seat beside me. Dominic gives me a small wink. Heat creeps over me as I wait for my sister to join me while watching Dominic. I arch a brow and sink my teeth into my bottom lip. He’s incredibly sexy in his fitted dark gray suit. His hair is slicked back, and there’s a light sprinkling of stubble on his defined jawline.

Dominic is facing me and can’t keep his eyes off me. Adrian’s loud and boisterous, as usual, and judging by the way Dominic is staring at me, he’s not listening to a word his brother is saying.

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