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“You’ll like it better when we’re alone together. Or would you prefer for me to hold you in my lap and make you come all over my hand while I feed you? I wouldn’t mind every person here seeing how I make you come undone for me.” I nipped at the shell of her ear, and her cheeks turned pink.
“Massimo!” she hissed, squirming in her seat.
I hummed against her neck. “Are you intrigued by the idea, dolcezza? Do you want to make every man here jealous of what’s mine?”
“We can’t,” she whispered. “Please…”
I nuzzled her hair, breathing her in. “You’ll be begging a lot more once I get you alone. We’ll save public play for another time.”
“What?” she asked on a little puff of air, her face slack with shock.
I chuckled and brushed a quick kiss over her heated cheek. “Be a good girl and finish your meal. I’ll make you come soon enough.”
She shuddered, her entire body reacting to my promise with visceral desire even as embarrassment flooded her. It seemed my sweet little butterfly got off on a hint of shame. She’d come so hard when she’d rubbed herself against me in the elevator last night, watching her wanton actions in the mirror.
I studied her as we finished the main course. I barely tasted my own food; I was too enamored with her. She savored each bite, even as she shot me heated glances. My promise aroused her, and she was clearly torn between enjoying the sumptuous meal and her eagerness to be alone with me.
When dessert was served, she looked longingly at the chocolate mousse.
Unable to resist a moment longer, I grasped her hips and lifted her from her chair. She gasped and wriggled, but I easily maneuvered her so that she was sitting on my lap.
“What are you doing?” she asked, breathless. Her cheeks were the most gorgeous shade of pink, and she looked wildly around the room, anxiously taking in the other guests. Carmen winked at her and then returned to her conversation with Stefano.
Other than a few furtive glances, the rest of the guests remained focused on their own dessert. They knew better than to gawk at us, and I’d clearly staked my claim over Evelyn with my mark on her neck. Any signs of disrespect would be met with swift, violent correction. None of the men were foolish enough to test me.
I wrapped my arms around her quivering body, caging her in a firm embrace.
“You wanted to enjoy your meal, dolcezza.” My voice held a taunting edge, and I grazed my teeth over her ear as I teased her. “Let’s see if dessert is as sweet as you are.”
“I thought we were going upstairs,” she whispered, shifting on my lap.
My cock stirred, my erection pressing into her pert ass. She let out a mortified squeak and went utterly still.
“I’ve decided that I want them to watch,” I murmured, kissing my mark on her neck. “And you want them to see, don’t you?” I placed my hand on her thigh just above her knee. I skimmed my palm over her silk, emerald-green gown, allowing the satiny material to tease over her sensitive flesh. “Are you wet for me, farfallina?”
She closed her eyes, as though she could hide from the truth of her arousal. I’d been right; Evelyn liked a hint of shame with her pleasure. That suited my twisted desires. She was so perfect for me, my innocent, perverted angel.
“Please…”
“Please, what?” I asked, easing my hand higher, teasing my fingertips between her thighs. No one would see how I was touching her beneath the table. “Please, let you come? None of them will know if you stop blushing and squirming like that.” She let out an adorable whimper, and I pressed a kiss to her temple. “You’re being such a good girl for me.” I kept my voice low and deep, just for her. “Do you want a reward?”
“Massimo…” She said my name in a ragged whisper, torn between embarrassment and desire.
Keeping one hand firmly on her thigh, I reached for the dessert with the other. Her eyes were still squeezed tightly shut, so she didn’t see when I scooped a dollop of the mousse onto my forefinger. I lifted it to her lips, and her eyes snapped open as she gasped in shock. I pressed my finger between her parted lips, teasing her tongue with the chocolate.
“Was this the reward you wanted?” I asked, squeezing her thigh.
She released a broken moan and licked the mousse from my finger.
My cock jerked against her ass. Fuck, I needed to bury myself inside her and feel her writhing while I drove into her tight heat.
I focused on her complete helplessness and mastered my most primal urges. Her desperate arousal and conflicted feelings were more intoxicating than any drug. She wanted me to toy with her, but she was ashamed of her wanton desire.
“Keep your eyes on me,” I commanded. “They’re all watching you, but they don’t matter. Only me.”
In truth, most of the men were still studiously avoiding staring at her, but my low order seemed to intensify her lust. My sweet girl got off on being watched and admired.
“You are so beautiful. And you’re all mine.”
