Page 45 of Filthy Desire

He adjusted himself as they stepped out of the SUV and into the parking garage.

Then it hit him.

The sting of Vincent’s betrayal. Gio would get over it in time, but he couldn’t talk about it yet, the pain still at the surface. He would do as he always did, turning his pain into his next victory.

Gio was here. Vincent was not. There was no better revenge than that.

As if sensing his thoughts, Kara leaned into him, squeezing his hand as they entered the elevator. She didn’t talk, she was just there.

Another first. Gio suddenly understood what a partnership could be. Not just in the bedroom or the boardroom, but all the time in between.

“Bring the stuff up and leave it in the hallway. We’ll deal with it in the morning,” Gio told Roman.

Gio entered the apartment and Kara followed, with Roman heading back downstairs.

Without any warning, Gio pushed Kara against the wall and took her tempting lips.

She was just as aggressive, pushing his jacket off his shoulders and wrapping one leg around his waist. She tasted like fine wine and decadent sin.

Like everything he ever wanted.

He slid one hand between her legs, rubbing her pussy, pushing her damp thong aside and touching her clit. Kara’s head fell back against the wall, her red hair sliding over her shoulders, her tender neck exposed. Gio bent over and bit down on her creamy skin, marking her.

Mine.

“Yes,” Kara moaned as she thrust her hips against his.

Gio pulled back and peeled off his shirt.

“My bedroom, now. End of the hallway…”

“On the right. I remember, as per your instructions to my employees.” Kara chuckled.

“Unlike them, I don’t want you to shower. I can smell myself on your skin and that is the biggest fucking turn on.”

Kara pushed the straps of her dress off her shoulders and shimmied out of the garment, revealing her lacy black thong. Kicking off her heels, she turned and sauntered down the hallway, her full ass taunting Gio with every flex.

But instead of chasing her, he watched and waited. He was going to draw this out, savor every fucking moment. Or at least, that was the plan.

She stopped at his bedroom and turned, motioning him with a crook of her finger.

He kicked off his shoes and unzipped his pants, stepping out of them. Wearing only his tight black briefs, he stalked down the hallway. She disappeared into his bedroom, and he quickly followed.

She was laid out like an offering on his bed, on her hands and knees. That luscious ass on full display as she waited for him. His fiery woman instinctively knew what he wanted.

He slid up behind her and kneeled on the bed. Running his hands up her thighs and over her ass cheeks, he grabbed the edge of her thong and ripped it in half. Gio threw the scrap of lace aside.

“I’m going to need a new wardrobe if you keep doing that to my clothes.”

She laughed, and the husky sound had goosebumps popping up all over Gio’s skin.

“With pleasure,” he replied and gave her ass a playful swat.

He watched the creamy skin redden. Kara’s moan echoed in the stillness of the room. Gio bent down and licked her, from her pussy to her asshole. Her body jolted and she whimpered, pushing her ass against his face.

“Please, Gio. More.”

Kara’s moan made his body shiver with anticipation.

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