揥hat rules??Anna asked in a low voice that I could feel everywhere.
Even if the words hurt, I had to say them. 揟hat we never forget that you抮e Clifford抯。 Not mine.?
揑 won抰 forget, don抰 worry,?Anna said quietly. 揃ut this can be yours, this moment, and as many nights as we can carve out until I get married.?
揘ot just nights, Anna. If I start fucking you, I抣l want to do it every hour of the day.?
She gave me a warning look. 揑 told you I can抰 go again tonight. I don抰 know where you take the energy. You抮e ten years older. Is this some kind of man thing??
揑t抯 a me thing. I抦 the perpetuum mobile in human form.?
揅ould you be any more conceited??
She shook her head with a laugh then slapped my chest.
揑 can try.?
揥e agreed on daily not hourly.?
揑 haven抰 left a lasting impression.?
She narrowed her eyes in a way I found more amusing every day. 揧ou know that抯 not true, but don抰 expect me to stroke your ego.?
I sighed. 揑抳e found myself a tough girl.?
Anna was silent, and I realized how that must have sounded. 揟his has to stop once we抮e back in Chicago,?she whispered. 揘o matter when that is. We can抰 keep this up behind my family抯 back. It抯 different while we抮e so far away.?
揧es,?Santino said. 揧our father would kill me.?
揝o we both agree this can only go on while we抮e in Paris??
揂bsolutely.?I didn抰 mention that I抎 resign as her bodyguard the moment we were back anyway. When I抎 asked Dante for this favor it had been for other reasons, but now I was glad I抎 have the option to bring distance between Anna and me once we were back.
Anna bit her lower lip in a way that made my cock twitch. I raised one eyebrow.
She leaned forward, whispering, 揗aybe I could go for another round if you do what you did the first time we got naughty.?
揧ou have to be more specific.?She couldn抰 possibly mean me fucking her mouth because her reaction after that hadn抰 really screamed for a repeat performance, which was why I hadn抰 let her go down on me again since then.
Anna stroked my chest then lower, her nails teasing the ridges of my abs and my inner thighs in a very distracting way.
揑t was kind of hot, to have you over me like that, taking my mouth, being all dominant and angry.?
Blood shot into my cock as the images from that first night flitted through my brain. 揇on抰 say something like that.?
揥hy not??
揃ecause it gives me all kinds of ideas you抮e not ready for.?
揑抦 more than ready. I told you. I thought it was hot.?
揧ou disappeared in the bathroom afterward to cry.?
揧ou don抰 know that I cried.?
揧our eyes were red and puffy. I sure as fuck won抰 do something that gets that kind of reaction from you, cherie.?
Anna looked surprised. For once I hadn抰 said cherie to piss her off. I抎 heard the difference too.
揑 like it when you call me cherie as if you mean it.?
I meant it. Had meant it before too even if I抎 hidden it behind taunting and sarcasm. Anna had annoyed me a lot in the past, and still did most days, but over time I抎 realized I kind of liked it.
揑 mean it. I thought it was hot. I ran off into the bathroom afterward because I wanted to be more than an angry fuck.?
揧ou could never be just an angry fuck and you know it.?Our eyes met, and suddenly this felt too intimate. I wouldn抰 have put up with as much as I did with anyone else. I cared about Anna, too fucking much, which was the main problem of my existence. Adding sex to the mix was a risk. I抎 never fallen for a woman I抎 slept with but I had a feeling Anna might change that, and I shouldn抰 risk it. Liking her for her spunk was okay, but anything that went beyond that would be fatal.
Anna shrugged. 揧ou抮e more than an angry fuck too. I kind of like you, Santino. You give my life the necessary spice.?
I chuckled. 揇itto, cherie. Ditto.?
揝o what about a repeat performance of that first naughty night??
I shook my head with a growl and pulled her toward me for a kiss. 揌ow could I say no??
Now that Santino and I had stipulated certain rules I felt much better. Of course, no one knew better than me that it was one thing to have rules and another to follow them.
Yet, I was willing to take the risk because being with Santino felt too good to give it up. And not just in the physical sense, though that was absolutely mind-blowing. I still got goose bumps and a pleasant tingling between my legs when I thought of our sex life in the last few weeks. The one time Maurice had tried to contact me, I抎 told him that I was no longer on the market. Being with Santino was more than fulfilling. I couldn抰 imagine being with anyone else at this point.