The lies spilled easily from my lips as I told Coco how angry I was over her dress choice.The truth is, she’s stunning.Like a runway model.The problem is, all the eyes watching her as she dances for me on stage.
Preston secured a VIP suite for us; however, they couldn’t make it entirely private, so it would only be us.Instead, hundreds of eyes watch her as she sways happily to the music pounding through the club.My right-hand and the men he hired have kept a close eye on anyone who stares a little too hard or long.Three men have been removed so far.
None of them is the one I saw in the hotel lobby.Benito fucking Torres.The crazy Italian asshole has been a pain in my side since we were children.Now, he just does it from another continent.He thinks it’s all fun and games in the home country, but here, in America, he enjoys undermining my family.
I had hoped now that he had a woman of his own to focus on, he’d leave me alone.It might be time to call a meeting and set his ass straight.With Coco around now, I don’t have time for his antics.Nor the desire to return the favor.
“You look miserable, Lucca.”Speaking of the woman… She drops down next to me, one long leg crossing over the other and drawing even more attention.“This was your idea.”Like I need the fucking reminder.
“Are you being a brat on purpose?”The snarled words inflame my anger because I believe she is.The woman enjoys a good spanking.
“I’m not being a brat.”Her bottom lip juts out, trembling as tears pool in her eyes, and I crumble under her distress.
I draw her onto my lap and signal for Preston to get the car.We’re done here for tonight.
“You are, but I’ll let it slide because it’s my own doing.”
Her brilliant smile transforms the sadness from a moment ago, and I realize I’ve been played.Again.This damn woman…she knows what she does to me but doesn’t give a single fuck.I love it.
Setting Coco on her feet as I stand behind her, I hear someone catcall her in a harsh whisper and whip around to find some punk in his early twenties vying for Coco’s attention.A glance down shows me that she only has eyes for me.
“Stay here.”Her eyes widen at my command, but she nods, and one of the other guards comes to stand with her as I stride towards the little fuckboy with wandering eyes.
He’s too drunk and belligerent to sense the danger he’s in as I use my forearm at his throat to pin him to the wall behind him.He groans, and his friends start cursing until I spear them with a murderous glare.They back off quickly.
“I’m sorry, man,” he slurs before I can utter a threat.
“You always harass girls like that?”I snarl in his face, jonesing to break his fucking neck for even looking at Coco.
“No, man, but she’s dressed like she wants it.I didn’t know she was here with her dad.”He and his friends snicker at their lame fucking joke.
Slamming him back so his head cracks off the wall, crumbling the cheap plaster, I hiss in his ear, “Husband.And the only one she’s dressed for is me.A good wife does that.Keep your eyes off, and I won’t have to cut them out.”With one last slam against the wall, he drops, and I walk away to the woman with hearts in her eyes for me.
She has no idea the devil’s den she walked into by stalking me, and at this point, I don’t think she cares unless I start kicking puppies or shaking babies.I have no plans to do either.
Gripping the back of her neck, I ensure that the dipshit and his dumbass friends are watching as I take Coco’s mouth in a passionate kiss.Her delicate fingers grip the front of my shirt as I drag her body into mine, fucking her mouth with my tongue until her knees go weak and I swoop her up into my arms.Turning my back on them, I carry her out to the waiting car, then back to the hotel, where I plan to fuck her all night long.
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“Leave the heels on,” I command, voice taut and ready to snap with one wrong move on her part as we enter the penthouse suite.
Coco spent the car ride wringing her hands, nerves exposed and on display like an offering for me.
“Take the dress off, Coco.”
Leisurely, she turns to face me, and her body is stained an alluring pink.Shy eyes meet my cold stare, giving the impression that I’m unbothered by her body when, in reality, I’m holding the monster at bay who wants to devour her until she pleads for mercy.
Ever so gradually, she reaches for the zipper on the side of the dress and draws it down, teeth releasing with a loud click in the otherwise silent atmosphere.Anticipation claws my insides.I’ve spent hours exploring her body, but never with the intention of entering her, claiming her.Making her all mine.
Tonight is different.We’re about to become one unit, and I can’t wait to feel her naked heat wrapped around my dick until she tries to force me out.If the choice were mine, I’d never leave her heated cock warmer.
Seductively, the silky dress material slides down her body, exposing every inch of delicate flesh awaiting my bruising fingers.My teeth to bite into it.I plan to mark her so everyone knows who she belongs to.
Facing away from me, Coco peeks over her shoulder to watch as I devour her body with my eyes, eating up the cute dimples of her ass cheeks where the string of her thong nestles nice and deep.The luscious curve of her hips that’s perfect to hold onto when taking her from behind.The elegant line of her spine leading to her neck.Fuck, I want to bite her throat, latch onto her with my teeth while railing her so hard she’ll walk bow-legged for a week.
“Now what?”Her husky voice shakes enough for me to know she’s still nervous.
“Now, you strut that fine ass to the bedroom.Place yourself in the middle of the bed on your knees and submit to your man.”
