I set down double the amount of the bill in cash on the table. “Sometimes the situation calls for it.” Lowering my voice, I holdup the room key. “For example, I plan on being very rude to you tonight.”
* * *
Although it’s just a few minutes, the walk from the restaurant to the main lobby feels like an hour. I fiddle with the room key in my pocket. I wasn’t sure if we’d need the room tonight, but I couldn’t be happier with my foresight to get one just in case.
“I’ve never wanted anything as much as I want to get my hands on you.” With a hand on the small of her back, I swiftly usher Tessa inside the lobby, and there’s no resistance from her end. I’m pretty sure she’d let me carry her to the room if it’d be faster.Would it? Maybe I should…no. We have to climb three flights of stairs, and I don’t think she’d be comfortable with the spectacle.
I walk at break-neck speed on a mission to get her naked as soon as possible. Glancing at Tessa’s sensible and stylish flats, I send a silent prayer of thanks to the Hills of Brescia, which have blessed me in several different ways—most recently by her footwear of choice, which allows her to move much faster than her heels.
“You missed the elevator.” Her voice comes out small, not likemyTessa.
“We’re going to the stairwell. Why would we take the elevator? Did you honestly think that I wouldabandonyou, so I could… what? Conserve some energy?”
She doesn’t confirm or deny. By her silence, I know it wouldn’t be the first time.
We reach the stairwell door, and I pause to look at her. “Nothing could surpass your safety and wellbeing. Not my comfort, not what’s ‘easy,’ not sending back incorrect orders,andnotelevators. I will go out of my way for you every single time. Do you hear me?”
“Yeah, Gio.” She pulls the door open. “I hear you.”
Buzzing with anticipation, we rush up the first flight of stairs, probably a little too fast. We take the second flight a little slower. By the start of the third flight, a bead of sweat drips from my brow.
“These little steps have you tired, but not the Cursed Hills of Brescia?” she teases, turning backward to look at me.
“You’re gonna pay for that.” I race up the remaining steps to spank her ass, and she squeals.
Tessa throws me a wink. “I hope I do.”
Her body brushes mine, and she lifts something out of my pocket. I’m too preoccupied with the touch of her hands to notice what she took. I place my hand on the small of Tessa’s back and guide her out of the stairwell and down the hallway. When we arrive at our number, I reach in my pocket for the key but come up empty.
Tessa flashes me the room key she took with a sparkle in her eye. Then she swipes it in the card reader and flings open the door.
Chapter 35
Tessa
Ihike my dress up, then throw myself at him, knowing I won’t so much as nudge his thick frame backward. He needs no time to prepare, lifting me up like I weigh nothing. I wrap my legs around him and put his hardening cock directly against my pussy. I blow out a frustrated breath, squirming against my clothes.
Gio turns and presses me against the door. “Relax, Tessa.”
“But my clothes?—”
“If you think I’m fucking you when you’re anything but completely naked, you’re delusional. I know it might be a foreign concept to you, but real men take their time.” He roughly squeezes my ass with both hands. “You don’t have to manage this. Trust me, sì?”
“That might be the sexiest thing anyone has ever said to me.”
He smirks. “Not an answer.”
“I trust you.”
“Bene.”
Then he rips both of the spaghetti straps holding up my dress straight off, causing the front of my dress to slide down.
“What the hell?”
“I’ll mend it later,” he says casually, walking me over to the bed and dropping me flat on my back like it’s nothing.
“Fuck, that’s hot. You’re so fucking hot,” I respond appreciatively, unabashedly drinking him in as he takes off his clothes.
