Page 85 of His Assistant

“I’m sorry for not being honest with you. I should have told you about moving Marco to a safe house.”

“You should have,” I agree.

“I have to stop assuming you can’t handle yourself,” he murmurs.

That surprises me.

I look up at him. He continues before I can say anything.

“You were incredible,” he breathes. “It’s been two days and I can’t stop thinking about how you took down Enzo. You’re a natural. Not that I ever want you in that situation again.”

I can’t help but laugh as I take a step closer to him.

“You mean you don’t want to see me kidnapped again?” I ask in a flirtatious voice.

“Absolutely fucking not,” he says, closing the space between us.

He brings his hand to my throat and rubs his thumb across my cheekbone. “In fact, for the next little bit, I’d love to not see you anywhere but naked in your bed.”

It’s bold, and we both know it. Still, it sends a delicious chill through me.

I take a step back and watch his face fall slightly. Then, slowly, I start to undress. His eyes darken and he licks his lips. When I’m completely stripped down, I back up against my bed and arrange my body in a way I hope is sexy.

“Is this what you had in mind, Mr. Vieri?” I ask in a husky voice.

I can already see the evidence of his arousal. “Yes, Ms. Bellini, I think that will work for me.”

I crook my finger for him to join me. I’ve never seen anyone take off their clothes so fast. I laugh giddily as he rushes toward me, basically jumping on top of me, though still careful not to hurt me.

“I think I’d like to try being naked in your bed too,” I murmur against his lips before I kiss him.

He immediately deepens it, exploring my mouth with his tongue. My body arches up to meet him. It’s not careful. I don’t have careful left in me. I kiss him with everything I have been holding back since I found out the truth about who he is.

Dominic makes a low sound and pulls me closer, his hand crooking underneath my lower back until I can feel his erection pressing against the place I desperately need him. He waits for my go ahead.

“I want you,” I whisper.

His eyes search mine. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

He nods, and I shiver as his hand starts exploring me. I squirm underneath him, desperate for him to fill me. He doesn’t keep me waiting long.

The rest of the world narrows to him as he thrusts inside of me. All that exists is his mouth, his hands, the weight of him over me, and in me. I want this. I want him.

He reaches a hand between us and circles my swollen clit as he plunges deeper and deeper into me. I clench around him and come hard.

“That’s my girl,” he coos. “So beautiful when you come.”

I lock my legs around his hips and pull him deeper into me, his cock hitting the perfect spot over and over again, causing the coil of pleasure to tighten once again.

“You feel so good Dominic.”

He shudders against me and I know he’s getting close. His brow is already covered in a light sheen of sweat and he looks very focused. I cup his face.

“I need you to know,” he says, voice rough, “that I love you.”

That sends me over the edge. I start crying just as I reach my climax. It’s such a strange dichotomy, but it’s exactly the release my body needs. I wrap myself around him and force him to stay on top of me for as long as possible. Even when he’s found his peak and empties himself deep inside me.