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I press my fingertips into the small of his back, then work outward.
“You will do this to me daily.”
“Sure. But a professional masseuse would do a better job.”
“I won’t have strangers touching me.”
“That’s the thing about meeting new people. Once you meet them, they’re not strangers anymore.”
“Most people I meet remain strangers.”
“That sounds lonely.”
“On the contrary. I have my people, and they have me. Strangers can’t be trusted.”
“You seem to trust me,” I say.
“You’re my wife.”
“But I was a stranger only a few weeks ago.”
Corrado’s head comes up, and he casts a gaze over his shoulder. “You’re an exception. Every rule has one.”
Inwardly, I smile. It’s nice to hear nice things about oneself. “Thank you.”
I run my thumbs from the base of his neck into his hair.
Corrado growls again and puts me right back on my train of dirty thoughts about him.
I try changing things up, but he says, “Again.”
I do as he asks and run my hand freely into his thick, dark strands.
Goose bumps raise the dark hairs on his arms.
“Again.”
I keep running my nails over his scalp.
Slowly, Corrado spins the bar chair, and I find myself standing between his legs, which puts us at about the same height. Though not for long, because he stands and touches the side of my face, his thumb pushing my jaw up, forcing my head to tilt.
His head dips, and this time, I don’t close my eyes, but gaze straight into his until his lips brush over mine.
An electric current runs down my spine, and I gasp while Corrado blinks, looking almost shocked. Maybe he was actually shocked by the same electricity that ran through my body.
His lips hover above mine as if he’s hesitant to do it again, but with his fast decision-making process, I can’t imagine this man would hesitate about anything. Except maybe when he’s surprised by something. Or someone. Perhaps that’s why he made an exception for me and allowed me inside his tightly controlled world.
A stranger whom he now found a way to control.
And I don’t mind his control. Not all. Especially not when he kisses me again, seeking my tongue as he pushes his tongue inside my mouth and brings me in closer. At the taste of him, I almost melt. My knees go soft, and a moan that he swallows escapes my lips.
Our bodies touch now, his erection pressing on my belly. Corrado deepens the kiss, growing more forceful, reminding me of the raw aggression carefully caged beneath his suit. It’s sexy. All of him is sexy, and it’s no wonder my hands lift as if they have a mind of their own. I hook them behind his neck at the same time that he fists my hair and pulls rather hard to separate us.
He’s breathing heavily, his focus darting between my mouth and my eyes as I presume he debates what to do next.
I lick my lips.
Corrado does the same.
