Page 29 of Pain and Pleasure

"Because Sergio has a meeting with the staff. And maybe I wanted to...try something with you." He turns his gaze back to me and I can't help but feel just a little bit curious.

"And what was it that you wanted to try?" I ask, trying not to sound annoyed.

His eyes flash in the direction of the private rooms and I immediately get the hint, a deep blush rising in my cheeks.

He wants to fuck here?

"I want you to dance for me, Emmie. Only me."

Oh.

My blush deepens.

"I don't know how to," I say earnestly, feeling shy when just a few minutes ago I was battling a snake for this man.

"You don't need to. You just need to let me see what rightfully belongs to me."

He stands and pulls me with him, walking us towards the room furthest away. Once inside, he locks the door behind us and flips on a switch. The room is filled with a soft glow of blue LED lights. I see a leather lounge chair in the middle of the room. Soft candlelight now glows from the side tables on each corner of the room as Dante lights them. The entire view is erotic.

It's even more erotic when he sits down in the lounge chair, his long legs open as his hands find a resting place on his knees. He beckons me to him with a finger and I walk slowly, my heels clicking on the floor as the low sound of the music outside bounces against the walls.

"Take it off," he orders, referring to my dress.

My fingers grab the hem of my silk dress and I slowly pull it up before peeling it off my body and tossing it to the floor. I stand before him in just my white, silk lingerie and my black, strappy heels. The room is dark, but I can still see his eyes darken as he takes in the view of me.

"Gira para mí," he growls and I spin slowly for him, giving him an eyeful of my ass before facing him again.

I walk closer to him now, his knees touching my thighs as I unclasp my bra. The silk garment drops to the floor, and I stand there with my breasts on full display, my nipples puckering as he eyes them with lust.

"Again," he orders and I spin again for him, this time much slower.

His hands reach out to grab my hips, but I move them out of his reach, clicking my tongue at him.

"It's going to cost you," I say in a husky tone. He quirks an eyebrow at me and I bat my lashes at him.

"Name your price," he says and I smile slowly.

I place my hands on his knees and slide down the length of his legs slowly before rising back up, pushing my bare breasts in his face.

"I want a kiss, here." I circle my nipple with my fingertip, and he growls.

He leans forward and sucks my nipple into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue before pulling back and resting against the lounge chair. I palm his hard cock through his pants and twirl slowly for him. Except this time when I face him again, I slide my panties off. They're bunched in my hand when I lean forward, my breasts dangling as I slip my underwear into his jacket pocket. His tongue flicks out to lick my breast again, but I pull back.

He growls and I laugh lightly, my hands traveling from my thighs to my breasts as I stand naked before him except for my heels. I rub my breasts in my hands and grow wet as I watch Dante's dark eyes track my movements. I shake my hips slowly for him, spinning around slowly to show him my ass.

I grab his hands from his knees and place them on it, his palms stretching over the globes. He trails one hand down and then slaps me lightly, the soft skin of my butt tingling from his slap. I stare at him over my shoulder as he sucks one of his fingers into his mouth before trailing it down the crack of my ass, pushing it in to toy with a place that I never thought anyone would touch. My surprise grabs his attention because he immediately locks eyes with me.

"This is mine too, Esmeralda. I'll be taking this someday soon." I shiver at his promise, and he gives me one more light slap before spinning me around to face him.

He pulls one of my heel-covered feet up onto the chair, spreading my legs out before him, my bare pussy inches away from his mouth. He looks up at me, his amber eyes boring into mine. He's so dangerously handsome that he steals my breath at times. He looks at me like I'm the only woman in the world, like I'm Aphrodite and it gives me so much power that I crack from its intensity.

He leans forward, whispering across my wet flesh as he speaks.

"Everything on this body is mine, Emmie. Every single part of you belongs to me. Even this." His hands grab my hips and he pulls my body to his face, his nose traveling up my bare stomach before resting silently on the space where my heart lies.

One of his hands moves from my hip to my pussy, his fingers softly toying with the wet flesh of my drenched pussy. I'm a puddle when it comes to this man, a melted pool of desire even if he just looks at me. His touch has the power to bring me to my knees, the power to make me do anything.

"Say it," he demands as his fingers move up and down the length of my pussy.

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