Page 9 of With this Ring

Only then, when she was shattered, did he release her mouth. “Yeah. That’s right. You’re my girl.”

Still dizzy, she opened her eyes, struggling to bring the world into focus.

Gregorio filled her vision and her senses. In this moment, he was her everything.Just like he’d always been.

Taking his time, he withdrew his fingers, then held them to her mouth.

“Lick them. Taste yourself. Know that I did this to you…brought you this pleasure.”

His request was so sensual she almost came again. Her pussy tingled, craving more of him, all of him, in every way possible.

Part of her was shocked that she’d done what he said, but how could she deny him anything when he’d just given her everything?

Once his fingers were clean, he lowered his hand to pull down her dress, sending the chiffon tumbling back into place.

She blinked.

Are we finished?

He leaned forward to kiss her lips. Tasting her orgasm?

With unbelievable slowness, he traced the plunging neckline of her dress, making her breasts throb with desire. Her nipples tightened, straining against the sheer fabric of her bra, begging for his attention.

For as satisfied as she was, he’d left her wanting and emotionally bereft.

He lowered her arm, and good thing he thought to do so because it seemed to be frozen in place.

Then, in a thoughtful gesture, he rubbed her shoulder, bringing sensation back into it.

“Ready to rejoin the party?”

What the hell had he just done to her? “Wait.”No. After that?“I need my underwear back.”

“Not a chance.” Gregorio left her to unlock and open the door, then he checked the hallway in both directions.

When it was safe, he beckoned her.

On wobbly legs, her body still vibrating from the physical and emotional aftermath of what they’d shared, her mind reeling with the implications, she walked past him.

Possessively, Gregorio pressed his fingers against the base of her spine, his touch seeming to sear her even through the gown’s fabric as he guided her back toward the reception.

His simple touch, the small claim, made her heart squeeze with longing.

“Remember not to make mistakes with pretty boys.”

“So I can make bigger ones with dangerous men?”

His quick smile promised sin and salvation.

“Yeah.” He ushered her back into the ballroom. “Shall we?”

Moments later, his touch was gone. And so was he.

She glanced over her shoulder, but he was nowhere to be seen…vanished into the crowd as if he’d never been there at all.

Stunned, she wrapped her arms around herself.

Gregorio had shown up unexpectedly, turned her life upside down, then disappeared as if the event in the janitor’s closet had meant nothing to him.

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