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Authors: Lucy Leroux
Tags: Suspense, Romance, Contemporary, Sex, Stories, Erotic, Billionaire, Romantic, Alpha, top, explicit, male, 2016
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danced for Gio alone. He watched from his perch, the crowd thinning around her as if he’d ordered them to part so he could have an unobstructed view.
Gio’s gaze was like a physical caress. There was enough light for her to see that he was smiling down at her, his lips parted. His lust-filled expression spurred her on, making her feel sensual and bold. The beat was keeping time with her pulse, and she danced like she hadn’t in years.
It was pretty late by the time she started to tire. Hot and damp with sweat, she went back to the booth where Gio was waiting, watching her with those intense gold eyes. But when she sat down and turned to him, she realized the expression in his eyes wasn’t amorous anymore. It was angry.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
Her voice could barely be heard over the music, but Gio shook his head and handed back her phone. She glanced at the screen. Four missed calls from Richard. Perfect .
She rolled her eyes and accepted another Cosmo from the waitress. She had apparently been ordered to keep a steady stream of them coming. When Sophia turned back to Gio, he was glaring at her, his burning expression almost enough to singe the tips of her hair.
“ What ?” she mouthed.
“I thought you said you were broken up,” he shouted in her ear, making her wince.
There was no hint of a slur in his voice, but she could tell he’d drunk a few more whiskeys while she danced—she could smell it on his breath. Flushed from the dancing and alcohol herself, her temper flared.
“ I am. ”
“Then why is your ex calling you so much? And not just today, but this whole past week. He is the one you keep hanging up on right?”
“I told you he was,” she said, raising her voice when the next song’s bass started to drown out her words. “I also told you we have unfinished business.”
He gestured to his ear in annoyance, indicating he couldn’t hear her. She tried again, but it seemed like the music grew even louder. After a fruitless minute trying to gesture her aggravation, Gio snapped. He took her hand and tugged her to her feet, propelling them through the crowded dance floor.
Sophia teetered on her high heels, nearly tripping as Gio’s grip and quick pace threatened her balance. By the time he pulled her out of the side door into a cobblestone alleyway, she was spitting mad.
“What the hell, Gio!” she yelled, yanking her hand out of his.
He spun around and grabbed her head, pulling her close till she was only an inch away from his lips.
“He can’t have you back,” he hissed. “ You’re mine .”
The declaration sent a heated pulse of pleasure throbbing down to her body as his mouth came down on hers. The kiss reverberated everywhere. It sang in her blood, more potent than the alcohol in her system. Forgetting about their argument, she pressed against him, aching for contact.
Gio was more than happy to oblige. Hot hard male flesh covered her, his heat seeping through their clothing. The warmth was a striking contrast to the cool night air. Instinctively cuddling closer, she was shocked into awareness when he pulled away.
Blinking dazedly, she watched him snap to attention at the sound of voices. A few men and one woman were turning the corner a little ahead of them. Looking back down into her eyes, he took her hand again and pulled them deeper into the shadows until they were in the dark of a dead end alleyway.
She spun to face him and was immediately engulfed by a pair of rock hard arms. Gio crushed her to his chest, the heat crackling between them. His hands were everywhere, rubbing and caressing her curves with possessive impatience.
It was as if a switch had been flipped inside her. One minute she was angry, and the next she was literally weak-kneed with desire. Clutching at Gio’s shoulders for support, she fought to stay upright as his mouth flamed up and down her neck with such skill she almost cried out.
She loved necking. It had always been her favorite bit of
Gio’s gaze was like a physical caress. There was enough light for her to see that he was smiling down at her, his lips parted. His lust-filled expression spurred her on, making her feel sensual and bold. The beat was keeping time with her pulse, and she danced like she hadn’t in years.
It was pretty late by the time she started to tire. Hot and damp with sweat, she went back to the booth where Gio was waiting, watching her with those intense gold eyes. But when she sat down and turned to him, she realized the expression in his eyes wasn’t amorous anymore. It was angry.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
Her voice could barely be heard over the music, but Gio shook his head and handed back her phone. She glanced at the screen. Four missed calls from Richard. Perfect .
She rolled her eyes and accepted another Cosmo from the waitress. She had apparently been ordered to keep a steady stream of them coming. When Sophia turned back to Gio, he was glaring at her, his burning expression almost enough to singe the tips of her hair.
“ What ?” she mouthed.
“I thought you said you were broken up,” he shouted in her ear, making her wince.
There was no hint of a slur in his voice, but she could tell he’d drunk a few more whiskeys while she danced—she could smell it on his breath. Flushed from the dancing and alcohol herself, her temper flared.
“ I am. ”
“Then why is your ex calling you so much? And not just today, but this whole past week. He is the one you keep hanging up on right?”
“I told you he was,” she said, raising her voice when the next song’s bass started to drown out her words. “I also told you we have unfinished business.”
He gestured to his ear in annoyance, indicating he couldn’t hear her. She tried again, but it seemed like the music grew even louder. After a fruitless minute trying to gesture her aggravation, Gio snapped. He took her hand and tugged her to her feet, propelling them through the crowded dance floor.
Sophia teetered on her high heels, nearly tripping as Gio’s grip and quick pace threatened her balance. By the time he pulled her out of the side door into a cobblestone alleyway, she was spitting mad.
“What the hell, Gio!” she yelled, yanking her hand out of his.
He spun around and grabbed her head, pulling her close till she was only an inch away from his lips.
“He can’t have you back,” he hissed. “ You’re mine .”
The declaration sent a heated pulse of pleasure throbbing down to her body as his mouth came down on hers. The kiss reverberated everywhere. It sang in her blood, more potent than the alcohol in her system. Forgetting about their argument, she pressed against him, aching for contact.
Gio was more than happy to oblige. Hot hard male flesh covered her, his heat seeping through their clothing. The warmth was a striking contrast to the cool night air. Instinctively cuddling closer, she was shocked into awareness when he pulled away.
Blinking dazedly, she watched him snap to attention at the sound of voices. A few men and one woman were turning the corner a little ahead of them. Looking back down into her eyes, he took her hand again and pulled them deeper into the shadows until they were in the dark of a dead end alleyway.
She spun to face him and was immediately engulfed by a pair of rock hard arms. Gio crushed her to his chest, the heat crackling between them. His hands were everywhere, rubbing and caressing her curves with possessive impatience.
It was as if a switch had been flipped inside her. One minute she was angry, and the next she was literally weak-kneed with desire. Clutching at Gio’s shoulders for support, she fought to stay upright as his mouth flamed up and down her neck with such skill she almost cried out.
She loved necking. It had always been her favorite bit of
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