Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 61692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
“Gio, please tell me how Adi is doing?” I haven’t heard from her in a week. Although Matteo has texted once to let me know they’d arrived.
“She’s a strong girl. She’ll be fine. Time will heal and my brother will be there to care for her.”
I nod. He’s right. Matteo has been incredible with her. Even though she’s pushed him away more times than I could count in the last few weeks, he’s never strayed. He’s stood by her, pushed her to accept that his support, his affection, isn’t going anywhere. After her childhood, I’m glad she’s found a man who isn’t about to up and leave the moment things get tough.
“I’ve got that meeting with Carlos set up for a week from Friday. He wants to see you and Franco,” I inform him. The smoke rings that filter from his mouth float into the air and his dark eyes pin me with an amused expression. “What?”
“You’re quite a little firecracker, Raina.” He smirks. “I’m happy for you and Franco. He needs someone who can kick his ass every now and then.”
“Get out of my fucking office with your cigarette.” The amused, yet commanding tone of the man in question startles us both and I watch as Gio holds up his hands in surrender. He rises to his full six-foot and stalks over to the balcony door. As Franco enters the office, I see the little blonde behind him.
“Cali!”
She squeals and rushes toward me. My cousin has been traveling. Her new modeling contract has kept her busy, which is good, considering everything that’s happened over the last two months. She did a few shoots over the years, but when a client called her and asked her to fly to Europe, she jumped at the chance.
“Cali, how was Paris?”
“The food was amazing. The city itself is paradise. I loved it. Even though I was on set for most of it, the few snippets of time off were incredible.” She gushes as Giovanni circles her waist.
“There’s my beauty.” He nuzzles her hair and another fit of giggles falls from her lips. “I missed you,” he growls into her neck.
“Get a room, you two.” Franco’s chuckle comes from his desk, and I glance at him. Finding my handsome man with a wicked smirk on his full lips.
“Yeah, yeah, brother. We’re leaving. Come on, baby. I want to show you how much I missed you.” He tugs my cousin as she gives me a wave and blows a kiss in my direction before they exit and shut the door behind them.
“Come here, Rai. I want to show you how much I missed you.” The raspy tone of his voice is enough to send a shudder through me. Rounding my desk, I make my way over to his and perch on the smooth mahogany top. “Mmm, I think you need to hike up that skirt, let me see those pretty panties you have hidden.” His hooded gaze tells me I’m in for something decadent and naughty.
Without a second thought, I pull my pencil skirt up to my thighs and revel in the growl I’m met with when he sees the white satin material that hugs my now quivering entrance.
“Spread your legs, bella.”
I obey. His big hands come down on my thighs and he pushes them wide. Obscenely so. Running his nose along my left inner thigh, he groans when he reaches my panty-clad pussy. He mimics the action on my right thigh and runs his nose along my panties. “You smell like a mid-morning snack, sweetheart,” he rumbles.
His index finger teases the material until it’s soaked with my arousal. Then he flattens his tongue and licks his way from my ass to my clit. “God, Franco.” It’s all he needs to hear. The panties get pushed to the side, and his mouth latches on to my glistening core. His tongue darts into my opening, and he devours me.
Just then, the phone in the office rings loudly, echoing through the lust that’s swirling around us. “Answer the phone,” he growls while feasting on my body. With a shaky hand, I reach for the phone and try to push him away, but he doesn’t relent. “I’m not stopping. You’ll need to find your center and not let them know what I’m doing.” His words cause me to still in shock. “Do it. That’s an order.”
Knowing I can’t refuse him, I lift the receiver and bring it to my ear. “Moretti residence. How can I help you?” My voice is meek at best, and as the caller responds, Franco goes back to licking me, nipping at the lips of my pussy, and slowly, gently, he sinks a finger into me.
Carlos tells me he’ll be late for the meeting. “Okay, I’ll, uh…”
“Carino, are you okay?” His baritone is filled with concern, and I know I need to find the words to assure him I’m fine.