“Bella.” His index finger teases my lips. “When we get to your place, all the talking back will be trained out of you.”
“Good luck with . . .”
His finger presses into my mouth. I find myself sucking on the thickness of it. I suddenly want him to fill every orifice of my body.
Santino says, “And I’ll teach you how to suck a dick.”
“I know how to suck a dick.” Damn, was that toohoeish? I may have given head a time or two. What’s there to know?
“Few things need to be fine-tuned.” He winks. When his massive arm slides around my waist, my heels click-click-click, though his agile, powerful legs stop my retreat. “A few minor adjustments, Bella.”
“Kiss my—”
“Oh, I plan on kissing your ass. Up until now, that was your favorite pastime in and out of bed. Having everyone kiss your ass. Now, all this ass is mine, Gina.”
Though my name drips like desire from his mouth, I grumble in frustration. “NotBella?”
“After I kiss your perfect round ass,Gina, I’m gonna bite all that delicious fat ass, grip it, and plow my cock into—”
“Not my ass. Oh, no, you won’t.” Conflicting emotions twist and turn in my abdomen, namely curiosity, and apprehension.
“Your tight pussy.”
“Oh okay.”
“Just like that, okay?” Santino’s thick brow lifts as he opens the door to his truck.
“Thank you,” I reply, taking his hand. “Also, if you follow through withall that talk, I’ll look back at it and let your balls clap against my ass. FYI, your fetish has only been my reality in reading.”
“What’s your—”
“Missionary.” I wink, gliding into the passenger seat. “I don’t have time for the bells and whistles. Hell, I’ve only climaxed from a stiff tongue. At least, you’ve excelled at one of my requirements.”
Santino laughs as he confirms all my body parts are inside before closing the door. In a few, Lord, was I about to learn that sex wasn’t bells and whistles.
* * *
My place spansthe entire top floor of a building. There’s exposed brick outlining an expansive floor plan. In addition, there’s enough room for a few hundred thousand in black American art. I order Alexa to play something smooth since I bet Santino has it in his mind to order me around.
“Your phone, Santino?”
“I’ll turn it off.”
“Your phone,” I repeat myself.
He smiles then hands it over.
“Before you go all wannabe Dom on me, I need your undivided attention for the remainder of the night.”
I hold his cell phone and mine over the opening of an aquarium with exotic fish. “Just kidding.” I smile. “Power this sucker off and place it in the drawer next to mine.”
I lob his phone at him. Although he does as told, I can tell he believes this will be my last order. My gaze says:you want to bet?His dark eyes counter.
Santino tosses the phone inside and closes the drawer. Santino takes my hand before directing me to the center of the bedroom.
“Get undressed, Gina.”
His eyes war against mine:definitely, Gina.At least I have to assume he’s calling my name instead of the sentiment.