“Where are we going?” she asked me when I pulled away from the curb.
“To the hotel.”
I felt her eyes on my face.
“What?”
“Nothing,” she whispered as she turned away.
The short drive did nothing to calm me down. When we arrived at the hotel, I helped Sera unbuckle her seatbelt and pulled her out of the driver’s side. I wasn’t taking any chances that she’d try to get away from me. Tossing my keys to the valet, I held her tight to my side as we crossed the lobby to the elevators.
As soon as we were inside and the doors slid shut, I had her up against the wall. One hand held her wrists above her head as the other one started pulling up her skirt. My mouth slanted across hers, taking her lips in a brutal kiss. It didn’t matter that I’d just fucked her more times than I could count only hours before. My body burned for her, every cell of my body screaming to be inside of her. I wanted to crawl under her skin, to feel her surround me until there was nothing but her and I.
The elevator door dinged as it slid open. With a growl of frustration, I released her and let her skirt drop. Taking her wrist, I led her to the door to my room and took her inside.
She spun around to face me, her eyes wide. Her lips swollen from my kisses.
“Take off that damn wig,” I ordered as I locked the door.
“Enzo—”
“Take it off.”
Slowly, too slowly, she reached up and took it off. Her pink hair was pinned close to her head.
“Take your hair down.”
I took off my jacket, watching her as she looked around, then laid the wig and her purse down on the side table. She took off her jacket and hung it on the hanger. One by one, she pulled the pins from her hair until it fell in a wavy pink waterfall around her perfect face.
I pulled off my tie and took off my vest, laying them both over my arm with my jacket. “Go into the bedroom,” I told her, my patience growing thinner by the second. “Go. Now.”
She stumbled a bit as she turned away and walked in front of me to the bedroom.
I threw my coat, vest, and tie into the chair in the corner. “Take off the dress, Sera.”
Without pause, she slid the dress from her shoulders, leaving them bare. I unbuttoned my shirt as I watched it slide from her silky pale skin, inch by inch.
It fell away from her breasts. She wore nothing beneath it. I took off my sunglasses and dropped them on top of my clothes, my eyes on her nipples, watching them harden in the cool air of the room. The dress caught on her full hips until Sera hooked her thumbs inside and forced it down over her curves, revealing her soft stomach and the dark curls that covered her pussy. She let it go and it pooled around her feet.
Completely naked except for her high-heeled shoes, she stepped out of the dress, leaving it lying on the floor.
Jesus fucking Christ.
She stood waiting, the city lights coming through the window behind her. They danced across her pale skin as I shrugged out of my shirt and kicked off my shoes before taking off my socks. My eyes never left her. I couldn’t have looked away if I tried.
Wearing only my slacks, I closed the distance between us and took her perfect face in my hands. She stared up at me with eyes full of hunger. But there was also sadness. And it infuriated me to see it. Because I knew what it meant.
She was sad because she still thought she was going to leave me.
Tightening my fingers in her silky hair, I hissed against her lips when her fingertips skimmed down my stomach, the soft touch burning like fire on my sensitive skin. But it was nothing compared to the heat of the fury in my blood.
I turned with her in my arms and sat on the bed, pulling her across my lap face down and spreading my legs wide. One hand was still in her hair, holding her head down. My other hand came down hard on her bare ass.
Sera screeched and tried to get up, but I threw one of my legs over hers. There was nowhere for her to go. Again, I brought my hand down on her ass.
“What the fuck are you doing?” she yelled.
“You disobeyed me,” I told her.And you’re still going to try to leave me.
