“That’s the only reason you want to be here, is to be out of your room?”
“Exactly.It’s certainly not because I want to be with the likes of you.”
I smirk, but inside my chest tightens with unfamiliar angst.I am in unfucking new territory dealing with this desirable little hellcat who has her claws out and looks ready to pounce.
Her eyes wander out to sea as we drive down toward the shore.Sophia’s not giving an inch.She’s going to pretend the chemistry between us doesn’t exist, but I plan to show her that it does.I may not have experience with emotions, but I have a lot of experience getting what I want.And she is fucking it.
“We’ll go for a swim.Then, I’ll peel you out of your little pink bikini and rub coconut oil all over you, from head to toe before I tie you to my bed in the yacht.Then you’ll talk.Then you’ll scream my name.”
Sophia’s not near as immune as she wants me to believe, and I am a very determined man.Her voice comes out on a breath.“You have to wait until tonight.”
I smirk.“I hardly think so.Our deal was every day, with nothing agreed upon about hour of day.Personally, I like having sex in the middle of the day.It’s very liberating, sort of freeing to just leave all of your responsibilities and go fuck in the middle of the sea.”
“We’re not fucking.Fucking was not in the deal.”
I laugh.“You’re going to beg me to fuck you, Sophia.”
18
Sophia
Every nerve ending in my body tingles with the thought of Massimo putting his cock inside of my heated center, but I’ll be damned if I cave this early in the game.I may want him, and need to play, but that doesn’t mean that I’ve lost all my faculties and will lie down and give over.
No, he’s going to work hard for every inch he gets.Every time he does something to me, he’s going to pay, he’s going to tell me something I didn’t know, or give me a piece of information that will help me put this fucking puzzle together and lay doubts about my father to rest.
Massimo Roselli caused me to doubt the one man I’ve never doubted in my life.I know what my father said on the phone, but still, there’s this lingering doubt.What the Rosellis have accused our family of is either true or it’s not, and either way, I’m going to learn the truth, and he is going to help me, whether he likes it or not.
Because I am nobody’s little plaything.I am the woman who will make you regret treating her like a fucking toy and then heading to the club to get your rocks off with some bimbo who probably shakes her ass for every man in his family and on his payroll, too.
My lips purse with annoyance.I guess he wasn’t lying in his bed, tossing and turning and dreaming of me, just because I couldn’t get the asshole out of my mind.I don’t care, it’s a business deal, plain and simple, just like any other except I get some pleasurable little time out of it each and every day.I should consider it my reward for having to deal with Massimo.
I inhale a deep breath.“Not to burst your bubble, but how do you know that I brought the bikini Elsie laid out for me?”
“You’ll wear it.”
“It wasn’t my style.I prefer to bathe on the beach in the nude.That will have to do.”
I try to hide the smile as he inhales a sharp breath and speeds up as we exit the ramp leading to the shore.He doesn’t say a word until he parks the car in the secluded shore area of the bay.“Stay where you are.I’ll come around for you.I’m taking a chance having you out in public, so do what I ask, please,” he says tightly.
Yeah, because out in the open, my family’s soldiers would find this an extremely acceptable place to attack.This is exactly where my father would have his soldiers put you and your soldiers in the ground.He would have them mow you down with the expensive tommy guns I’m not supposed to know anything about, watching your whole army get left shredded on the shore.
Except, my father is not coming.
Unless he was lying on the phone, he’s leaving me on my own to navigate being in the lion’s den when the lion is hungry for a good meal, and that meal is me.But yet, if I hold out, I win.If I let Massimo do what he wants, and accept his touch, and never once murmur his name, I come out victorious.
It should be easy, but even last night with very little alcohol at all, I wanted to wrap my legs around his waist and beg him to sink to the very end of me and scream his name.I craved for him to be inside of me, hitting that little button over and over again.Lord, this is not going to be as easy as I thought.And the way that devil is looking at me, he already knows it too.
I inhale a deep breath and give him my best smile.“Gorgeous day for some sunbathing and a couple of drinks on the water.”
He smirks.The devil has a playful side, and he wants to play with me.He places a hand under my elbow, leading me across the sand and across the dock to the ramp of his yacht.
Massimo is being a gentleman.This could be far worse an experience than he’s making it to be.I would do well to remember that and keep things in perspective.Not because he’s so handsome but because no matter the darkness in those eyes when he’s speaking with someone else, or on the phone, or reading a note, when he looks at me, it’s different.No matter our circumstance, this connection, no matter how forbidden by our families or what I want to deny, is real.
“This yacht is impressive.I’ve seen pictures of it in the entertainment mags, but it’s much nicer up close.”
“I’m glad you like it.”Massimo gives a gentleman in jeans, a navy-colored jacket, and boat shoes a handshake.“Thanks for coming out on such short notice.Sounds like the weather is going to hold out for the majority of the day before the rain hits us.”
Massimo glances to the horizon, miles away in the distance.“Take a spin out to the island and back.I’ll take her below to drop her things and then we’re going to enjoy the day and maybe have a few drinks,” he says before grasping my waist and guiding me over the ramp and then gesturing for me to go first down the stairs into the salon.
