She looks relieved, as though she has just escaped the fire, or won the battle when nothing could be farther from the truth.Sophia does not know how determined I can be when I want something, and what I want most in the world right now is for her to surrender, to give into the desire she feels, and get so lost in the passion that she screams my name without thought or remorse.
And then, she will lose, and then, she will be my wife.
21
Sophia
My nipples strain against the skimpy fabric of the bikini while I let the devil lead me into the coolness of the affinity pool.He walks down the stairs first and holds out a hand, guiding me down.“It’s hardly deep.”
He grins, one of the seductive devilish grins that makes me wonder just how many women his charm has worked on.He doesn’t let go of my hand when I reach the bottom.“I wouldn’t want to let you get away, now would I kitten?”he says, leading me to the middle of the cool temperature pool.
“Here, face this way, look out into the sea, far in the distance and tell me what you see,”
he says.I lean against the wall of the pool, but I don’t see anything except for the glare of the sun and the shimmering of an infinite blue sea.“Just the water.Am I supposed to see something else?”
His body cages mine, leaning in closer.“Just the future, Sophia.All of the Jersey shore, the coastline and city, all of it.”
I swallow as his hardness presses against me and if I didn’t know exactly how large this devil is, I sure as hell know it now.His hands settle on top of mine, drawing them over the pool’s edge, splaying them.“Keep your hands still, and do not move them.”
“Or?”I murmur.
“Or I’ll tie you with my yachting rope.”
I should be more careful when teasing a devil, but my common sense where he is concerned left me a long time ago.All I want now is to feel the weight of him next to me, in me, consuming me all while giving me the information that I want about my father but without me screaming or even saying his name.I realize in the moment I want my cake, and I want to eat every delicious morsel of it too.
I want the devil … I just don’t want to trade what he wants.Because I can’t.The debt is too high a price to give up, my family needs me to make it go away and I don’t plan on being on the losing end of this game.I am going to marry someone who loves me, someone who takes my breath away, someone who isn’t next in line for the king of Jersey or using me as a pawn.
But still, when his mouth caresses the tender and sensitive area between my neck and shoulders desire snakes down the length of my spine and my hips push back into his groin.He whispers in my ear.“Slow, kitten.I’m in charge of your pleasure.You don’t take what I haven’t given yet, no?”
His fingers play with the stringy tie of my bikini and the warmth of his breath on my ear causes desire to slide down the length of my spine.“Ask me to untie it.”
I swallow, knowing already that I’m going to do whatever he wants, everything that is except say his name, but my voice comes out hoarse, sounding so needy even to my own ears.“Untie my swimsuit, please.”
He grinds the hardness of his cock against my ass cheeks as he unravels my top, removes it, and lays it on the deck.His hands cradle my breasts, murmuring his appreciation as he holds them and plays with my tips.My nipples strain, aching with need as he rolls the sensitive flesh between a finger and thumb, adding pressure while sending waves of desire right to my center.I moan, soft and low, and the unintended reaction is enough to bring me back to the moment and get my head out of the clouds just in time to keep me from saying his name on a self-indulged breath and causing me to lose.
Massimo’s hand lies on the flat of my belly, stroking the skin and leaving a wave of heat.His fingers slide lower, hooking into the sides of my bikini bottoms.“Tell me to take them off.”It wasn’t a question, instead a command by the devil himself.
Yet, I find myself answering as though he were asking me for permission.“Take them off, please,” I whisper, knowing that I’m now past the point of no return with this man.I want everything he has to offer, except his name.Because under no circumstances can that ever be.
He glides the skimpy material over my hips and down my legs beneath the water and this time he slides a finger deep inside of me.“So creamy and wet.This is mine, Sophia.It’s already mine.You should concede now and give me what I want, kitten.”
I shake my head.“I can’t lose,” I whisper.
His tongue gently caresses the sensitive shell of my ear.“You lost the moment our souls met.You will be mine.Say my name.Scream it.”
I shake my head again.
He sucks the sensitive skin between my neck and shoulder, biting down gently.“Such a pity to torture you in this way,” he says huskily.“Slide down with me,” he says, moving us with a hand on my waist just a few inches to the left.The minute he runs his fingers along my slit, holding my center open, and I feel the water, I know exactly what the devil has planned.He pushes me gently with the hardness of his groin, towards the force of the water from one of the underwater spouts.It gushes water into the pool, the force of it pushing against my sensitive nub as he holds me open and keeps me prisoner in the spot.
“Tell me you want me to stop.”
My body is on fire, but I’m not about to do that.“No.”
“Tell me it feels so good.That you don’t want me to stop.”
“I don’t want you to stop, ever, ever, ever.”I’m barely able to get one coherent word out in front of the other while my body shakes on the end of the water’s force.He is a devil in all things and holds me firmly, keeping my legs apart while his cock digs into the flesh of my ass, keeping me in place while squeezing my sensitive tips.
“Come for me, Sophia.Come apart in my arms.I want to feel you shake so hard, kitten.”
