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"You like that?" I eye her with my inquisitive nature, breaking a dam into a new pool of possibilities between us. Her sultry moan of affirmation moves me to slide the edge of the metal cuff along her ribs. She sucks in a harsh breath through clenching teeth, but I feel her pussy getting wetter, tightening around me, and begging for more.
The clink of the metal handcuffs stimulates her. I keep them in my hand but move my palm under her so she feels the cold metal pressing against her back. After a few strokes, I feel myself ready to come, but I need to change positions.
We roll over onto my back so she straddles me. This time, the metal cuffs in my hand press against her ass as I grip her from behind. Her tits bounce as we gyrate together into a final nut that shakes us both to our core.
There's a bathroom with a shower next to the bed that lets us clean up before we collapse into the bed. Sleep comes as easily as we do.
My body regulates itself, typically waking me before my alarm does at nearly six in the morning. However, this morning, something else forces my eyes open before the day starts. The warmth of Evelyn's mouth wrapping around my cock has me clutching the sheets and grinding my molars.
"Fuck, mio dolce," I hiss and can't stop myself from palming the back of her head as she slides that beautiful pouty mouth up and down my shaft. She makes quick work of my morning erection, getting it down in less than five minutes.
When Evelyn's successful in catching me off guard, swallowing every drop, she rises from under the blankets, wiping her mouth. "Good morning, Alessandro."
"Good fucking morning indeed."
"And you said I had a mouth on me."
"That you do, mio dolce." I grab her face to kiss her passionately before stopping before we spend the rest of the day in this playroom. "Listen, get dressed and come back down here."
She eyes me with concern.
"Nothing's wrong. I just need to show you something, but get dressed in regular clothes. We'll be heading outside before I start my day."
"Okay. Give me a few minutes. I'll be right back." She puts on my shirt and takes the elevator back upstairs.
I shoot a text to Lorenzo, ensuring he's awake. It's no surprise that he is. Still, I tell him where to meet us. By the time we're both ready and standing back in the playroom, it's about a quarter to seven.
"What's going on, Alessandro?" Evelyn's expression is a mix of curiosity and worry.
"I want to show you how to get out of here in case of an emergency."
"Do you think that's wise?" she asks. "I know I harped on sharing secrets, but you're going to actually show me your secret passageways?"
"Well, you let me into yours." I grin and palm her ass. "I might as well show you mine. Besides, this isn't really a secret. You'll have a code generated that only belongs to you to access this door. If anyone is in here on your code, and it's not you, rest assured, mio dolce, you'll pay for your betrayal with the same pound of flesh that I carve out of the intruder."
"Point taken. I'll keep this between us."
"Good girl. Now…" I open the bench, which draws a devious smirk from Evelyn. "Rules, mio dolce. I have no intention of starting something I can't finish. Pay attention, don't distract me."
Her smile barely fades behind the biting of her bottom lip. She's not even trying, but after last night, simply looking into her eyes gets my mind spinning. This is why I've never pursued relationships. Falling this hard, this fast, is a dangerous distraction. Not to mention the scars on my body run far deeper than the eye can see. I'd hate for Evelyn to have any experience like that darken our doorstep.
Fuck.
Listen to me. Our doorstep.
"Look in here. If there's any danger inside the house, you get down here as soon as possible. Push the corner and it will lift up. There's a button right here." I go through the motions to show her what I'm talking about and then watch her do it for herself.
The button releases a latch that lifts the bed, revealing a short staircase that leads to a heavy steel door. I hold her hand as she steps over the platform frame to descend the stairs beside me. After punching my code in, the door pushes itself open. A string of lights illuminates the tunnel.
"This is some James Bond shit, Alessandro. Where does it come out? A dry cleaner, you said?"
"Yeah, come on. I want to walk you through this at least once so you know what to expect. When you close that door, the bed lowers itself and so does the lid to the bench. No one can follow after you unless they have a code."
The dark cement walls aren't smooth to the touch, and it looks like an old corridor for utility workers. It's barely wide enough for three people to walk side by side, taking about ten minutes to get to the other door. After punching in my code, the door opens into a hollow space behind a wall.
The closed-in space does nothing to mask her delicious scents of lavender and cotton candy. Dangerously distracting. I show her another spot in the cement frame of the door that pushes in to release the hidden door lock. When it opens into the storage room full of cleaning supplies, Evelyn's eyes light up like a kid in a candy store.
"This is so fucking cool. You sure you're an underboss and not a spy for the CIA or something?" she asks.
