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  “How did you end up in Arizona?” Had she come looking for him?

  “No. I told you I don’t want to talk.” She stood and picked up her shoes as she headed to the door.

  Gio stepped in front of her. “Sit back down. We’re not through.”

  “I gave you your options and talking wasn’t one of them.” She stared him in the eyes.

  He watched her heart beating through the vein in her neck. She wasn’t as calm and collected as she wanted him to believe. Her lips were parted and she was breathing heavily.

  “Are you drunk?” He couldn’t smell anything on her breath, but he wasn’t willing to take the chance.

  She cocked her head to the side in annoyance. “I don’t drink alcohol, Gio. That’s not my vise.”

  “What is?” He began unbuttoning his shirt.

  Eva dropped her shoes back onto the ground. “Men like you, Gio.”

  “So you’ve known a lot of men like me?” If she was trying to piss him off, she was highly successful.

  “Yeah, Gio, I’ve known clubs full of men like you.”

  He didn’t want to hear this. He couldn’t think of her with other men and not lose his temper. “Get undressed.”

  Eva reached behind her and unzipped her dress. She rolled her shoulders and the satin material pooled at her feet.

  Gio’s breath caught in his throat. She was even more beautiful than he remembered. “All of it—then get on the bed.”

  Slowly, seductively, she slid her designer panties down her legs to lay on her gown. She reached behind her, unclipped her bra and tossed it on the growing pile. “How?” Her voice cracked.

  She was trembling, just like she had been that horrible night six years ago. He wanted to take her in his arms and comfort her, but he doubted she’d accept it. Everything about this felt wrong.

  “On your back, legs apart.” He tried to stay detached. If this would keep her from walking out of the door, then so be it.

  Eva complied without saying a word.

  Gio sat on the bed next to her. “Put your hands above your head and leave them there.”

  She crossed her arms and rested her head on them. Her ragged breathing and dilated eyes gave him pause. Was this more than a taunt? Did she truly desire to be with him?

  As he ran his thumbnail down her ribs, she flinched and shut her eyes. “Look at me,” he demanded.

  Her eyes flashed open. “You know I’m ticklish.”

  “The old Eva was. I didn’t know if this new Eva was or not.” Gio examined every visible inch of her skin for marks or a sign that she’d been with someone else recently. To his relief, he didn’t find any.

  “Some things never change,” she mumbled, seemingly to herself.

  “Keep your eyes on me, Eva.” He wanted her to know exactly who she was with.

  “I tend to shut my eyes during a scene,” she pushed back.

  “Not with me. You’ll do exactly what I tell you to do.”

  Her breathing faltered and her pulse beat double time. “What if I don’t? What are you going to do then, Gio?”

  “Try it and find out.”

  A smile broke across her face and she squirmed a little on the bed. “I just might do that.”

  “Go ahead. I wish you would.” He stood and removed his pants. Now that he was taking some control, his cock was eager to get started. From his wallet, he pulled out a condom and tossed it on the bed.

  “Only one?” She winked at him.

  “Well, we’ll start with that and see where it leads.” He wasn’t sure why he even carried one. The type of sex he enjoyed, he couldn’t find from just any woman. When his sexual needs became too urgent, he’d find a willing submissive at the club and take care of business.

  Eva’s smile wavered. “Sure.”

  Gio was beginning to think his leaving had done a number on her head as well as her heart. “That night—I tried to be tender and romantic.” He sighed. “It felt like I was pretending to be someone I wasn’t.”

  Her eyes were open, but her gaze was over his right shoulder. “You seemed as nervous as I was.” Her tone was more subdued.

  Gio laughed. “That’s a nice way to put it. I was scared to death. I knew it was your first time and I didn’t want to hurt you.” He decided she deserved the truth. “I was afraid I’d act on some of the darker fantasies I had—hell, still have about you.”

  “I’m not that same girl you knew back in college, Gio. I’m not afraid of my own shadow these days.” She gave him a smile that appeared genuine.

  “I can see that.” He’d wanted her more assertive, but this was a bit more than he’d bargained for. He felt like he had a tiger by the tail. He also suspected it was more bravado than anything else. “Spread your legs wider.”

  She hesitated for a moment or two then followed his order.

  Running his hand up her inner thigh, he felt her shiver. Her eyes started to close, but she opened them again before he said anything. It was obviously a habit of hers. Just that simple command had her slightly out of her comfort zone. He liked that. “You’re still hitting the gym.”

  She shrugged. “There’s a workout room at the club. I use that from time to time. I’m not as disciplined about it as I used to be. I’ve developed a taste for sleeping in.”

  If another submissive had left him an opening like that, he’d have jumped all over it. But Eva was different. She’d gotten under his skin and fucked with his head without even meaning to. “You always burned the candle at too many ends.” He suspected she still did.

  Gio was glad she was settling down and talking to him, even if it wasn’t what they needed to talk about. Touching her was distracting, though. Her skin was soft and well-toned. He could lose himself in the feel of her body, and tonight he needed to keep his wits about him.

  As he skimmed his hand between her breasts, she arched her back and her nipples grew tighter. He ached to take them in his mouth, to tease and suckle until she was begging him to take her.

  Tonight was too important. Gio took a deep breath and tried to summon his control. With the lightest of touches, he tantalized her left peak.

  Eva tipped her head back and moaned.

  “Like that, do ya?” Gio used his other hand to smack her right breast. He loved the startled look and gasp from Eva. “I thought you wanted it rough.”

  Her mouth opened then closed. Eva was watching him intently now. “Yes, I do,” she answered softly.

  Gio chuckled. “Yes, you like it gentle or yes, you like it rough.”

  “Both, I guess.”

  While he tenderly caressed the sting away, he began pinching her nipple hard. Gio was pleased to see her hips lurch forward. He noticed she’d brought her arms closer to her torso as she began to squirm. As he contemplated restraining her, his cock started throbbing. She was so damn responsive. He wanted tonight to last a lifetime.

  “Put your hands back where they belong. Last warning.” Gio was glad he’d managed to keep the smile from his face while he glared at her.

  “Yes, Sir,” she replied sarcastically and returned her arms to their previous position.

  Gio gave her a sharp swat on her pussy. “What’s your safeword, Eva? With that mouth of yours, you might need it.”

  “I don’t have one. Never needed it.” There was a slight taunt to her voice.

  “Pick one or I’ll give you one, but we aren’t playing without it.” His blood boiled at the thought of Eva scening without the basic precaution of a safeword. A picture was forming in his mind of her social life and it scared the hell out of him.

  “Fine. How does coward work?”

  If looks could kill, he’d be dead. Still, he held his ground. What would it take to get past her attitude? “It doesn’t. Try again, and this time choose wisely.”

  She was quiet for a few moments. “Mercury.”

  “Better. Use it if you need to. I won’t be upset or think less of you, but I’ll be pissed as hell if you needed to and didn’t. Do you underst
and?” He held perfectly still until she responded.

  “Yes.” She seemed to relax a little.

  Was she testing him? He thought it was possible. He sure as hell hoped it was a test and she didn’t usually have such a cavalier approach to her safety. No matter what, he intended to visit DiscipliNation and see for himself what kind of club André was running. He’d heard good things about it, but if safewords were optional, Gio had some major concerns.

  “You waxed. I like it.” As he moved his hand down to her pussy, he remembered in school she’d had a tight buzz. That had been nice too. He’d always regretted not tasting her. Tonight he planned to rectify that mistake.

  “No.”

  “What?” Had he spoken aloud?

  “I don’t wax, it was too annoying. I had laser hair removal.” She looked at him expectantly.

  “Really? Well, I believe that deserves a closer inspection.” Gio moved onto the bed and between her legs.

  Eva drew her knees closer together and her cheeks pinkened.

  Gio watched her closely. For a woman who was badgering him to stop talking and fuck her, being embarrassed because he was about to get up close and personal with her pussy seemed a bit of a non sequitur.

  “Open.” He wished he’d softened his tone a little.

  She took a deep breath then laid her thighs back down on the comforter.

  He nuzzled the inside of her leg, but kept his eyes on her face. She looked so uncomfortable, he wasn’t sure how to proceed.

  “So smooth. I’m going to enjoy myself for a bit, Eva, so just relax and get used to it.”

  Eva dropped her head back onto the bed with a humph. “I can’t. Not with my eyes open.”

  “That’s too bad. You know what I think?” He drew her labia into his mouth and nibbled.

  She lifted her head and glared at him. “That you got lucky and found one of my buttons and now you’re going to push it just to be a jerk?”

  Gio raked his teeth over her hood. Once she dropped back onto the bed, he advised, “Try that again.”

  A sweet groan came out first. “What do you think, Sir?”

  “I think that being exposed to me in this way is what’s making you uncomfortable and that’s why you want to close your eyes. You want to pretend that I can’t see you.” Or pretend that he was someone else. That was his real fear and the reason why she would keep her eyes open.

  “Nudity doesn’t bother me. I work at a kink club for heaven’s sake.”

  As his tongue circled her clit, he was rewarded with a soft coo. “You might be comfortable with other people’s nudity, but you’re definitely uptight about being so open to me.”

  “Do not call me uptight or I’m outta here.”

  Her body was suddenly tense and ready for flight. Yeah, she still carried a lot of baggage from their college days together. And as much as he hated it, he had to admit he was the cause of that baggage. He decided to let her comment pass.

  “You’re so wet.” He dipped his finger into her folds. Heaven help him, she was tight. Gently, he squeezed another finger inside her and began to rock back and forth.

  “Of course I’m wet. Did you see all the hot guys down in the reception hall?” Her voice was a mere whisper.

  Jealousy flared bright and hot. He slammed the door on those feelings. They had no place in a scene. “And yet you’re here with me. I’ll take that as a compliment.”

  He was done with her smart mouth. After he stepped up his game, she wouldn’t be able to think in complete sentences.

  Gio circled her clit with his tongue once, twice, then pulled it into his mouth and began to suckle. Eva arched her back and drew her legs tight around his shoulders. For a moment or two, his brain engaged and he realized she wasn’t trying to push him away. She must need more physical contact. He rested his forearms across her tummy and applied enough downward pressure that she was held in place. Immediately the tension eased from her body and the soft sounds she was making increased in volume.

  At least he was doing something right.

  As she began rocking her hips into his face, he reached his right hand to her breast and began to titillate her nipple. Strong, squeezing pulls had her squirming such that he had to tighten his hold on her waist to keep her still.

  He knew she was close, a fine tremor ran through both her legs and her muscles were rigid. Normally, he’d edge a sub, but this wasn’t any sub, this was Eva, and he wanted to watch her come apart for him. Hell, he needed it—maybe more than she did.

  One more scrape over her hardened, pulsing clit and she shattered. Her cries were the most beautiful music he’d ever heard. He kept his mouth and tongue soothing while aftershocks rocked her body.

  He reached down and removed his briefs. After a short search, he found the condom, tore the end with his teeth and slid it over his aching cock. Grasping her hips, he slid her down the bed, pushing into her.

  Her eyes widened and she inhaled swiftly.

  Had he hurt her? He held perfectly still and allowed her to adjust to him before he began to thrust. She was so damn tight.

  “Give me your hands,” he ordered.

  She tried to link their fingers, but he wanted more control. He locked their forearms and pulled her down his cock. He kept his strokes slow and gentle at first. Gradually, he increased his momentum.

  “Gio!”

  Saying his name in her breathless, sexy pant just about undid him. He let go of her arms and shifted his body overtop of her. With his right hand, he balanced himself, and with his left, he circled her slender neck. Her gaze met his. “Now, tell me the truth. Which one of those Doms downstairs got you wet?”

  A ghost of a smile flittered across her face. “Just you, Gio.”

  Damn straight. “I want to hear you scream my name as you come for me, Eva.” He was being a dick, but he just didn’t give a fuck. Her earlier comments had him rattled.

  He shifted his weight, making direct contact with her clit, and kept his strokes steady. Her eyes started to close and he tightened his grip on her neck. “Look at me.”

  She smiled at him, sultry and drop dead gorgeous. His heart stopped for a moment then began beating a tattoo right out of his chest. Holy fucking shit, did he have the tiger by the tail this time!

  As she came a second time, Eva arched her back and squeezed his cock as she shouted, “Gio.” Her cries and moans tore at his heartstrings. Son of a bitch, was he in the biggest shit of his life. He still loved her. All this time, all these years, and he still loved her.

  Her pussy clenched and throbbed around his dick until he was sure he was going to lose the fight. He had to hold perfectly still or he was going to join her. He took deep, steadying breaths and tried to clear his mind of everything else.

  Once Eva settled, Gio pulled out of her. He reached onto the floor and grabbed his cummerbund. “Turn over, we’re not finished.”

  Eva’s heart sank. Gio had rocked her world twice and he had yet to come. She gladly turned over. The last thing she wanted was for him to catch the sheen of tears threatening to run down her face.

  “Hands.”

  She brought her arms behind her back and felt him tying the satiny cloth around her wrists. Gio slid his muscular forearm underneath her and pulled until she was on her knees.

  In one powerful thrust, he was back inside her. Oh, God, the angle was perfect. Just that quickly, the sensations started to build again.

  Gio leaned forward, took her hair in one hand and wrapped it securely around his fist.

  Fuck, the taut pull against her scalp had a direct line to her clit. Gio showed her no mercy. With his right hand on her hip, he held her still while he pounded into her again and again.

  “Oh, Gio!” She was going to come again. Somehow, he knew exactly how to play her body. She felt a little desperate recognizing he had such control over her. His hand slid forward and rubbed against her clit. Her orgasm, her third fucking orgasm, ripped through her.

  Her cries of pleasure mingled
with his as wave after wave washed over her. Eva lay there, unable to move. Her body had shattered into a million pieces and didn’t feel like it would ever be hers again.

  In one smooth motion, Gio collapsed on the bed and brought her up tight against him to spoon. She noticed he was still throbbing deep inside her. Knowing he’d reached orgasm, her sense of accomplishment made her smile, until she remembered he’d had to turn her over so he didn’t have to look at her to achieve it.

  She swallowed several times and blinked her eyes, determined to keep the tears at bay until she could get safely back to her home. Once she was alone, she’d let go of the summer monsoon that she’d kept bottled up inside her.

  “Sweetheart…you were so fucking hot. Give me a minute and I’ll go run a bath for us.” His arm locked her to him.

  Sweetheart? What? He couldn’t even remember her name? She wondered who he’d pictured in his mind’s eye while he’d taken her.

  She waited until she was sure she could speak normally. “That’s okay. I need to get back downstairs.”

  “What? Why?” His voice had an edge to it.

  Eva shrugged. “It was impolite to sneak out like that. They’ll be leaving for their honeymoon soon. We should be there to say goodbye.”

  Gio’s head hit the pillow again. “I’ll square it with her later. This is more important.”

  “André is my boss. Being rude to him isn’t a good career move.” Okay, that was a low blow. André wouldn’t notice if she were there or not, and he certainly wouldn’t fire her for ducking out on his wedding reception.

  “That’s bullshit. If he’s like that, you shouldn’t work for him anyway. I’ll get you a job at our club, if it comes to that.”

  If it comes to that. Like he didn’t want her around but felt sorry for her.

  Eva wondered if he noticed his arm was practically squeezing the life out of her. Poor baby, must need his beauty sleep. My, wasn’t she being a snippy little bitch? Having sex with Gio tonight had to be the single most stupid thing she’d ever done in her life… Well, if you didn’t include the first time she’d slept with him. It was definitely a close race and she wasn’t sure which had been stupider. If that was even a word…