Page 21 of Dangerous Games of Trust
“Last warning, Red, you’re already on your final warning after earlier today,” he reminds me, and with an automatic reflex, I reluctantly shift my gaze back to him, rolling my eyes in response.
“Three,” he mouths, sending a shiver over me.
I let out a breathy laugh, my body rising to meet his fingers. “Bring it on, baby, what’s the worst you can do, fuck me till I cum? I’m really scared, Geo.” I don’t know why I decide to mess with him and push him on it. Maybe his magic fingers have my brain too far destroyed, or maybe I just want to see what he’s really capable of doing, but either way, the look of satisfaction in his eyes tells me I’m going to regret it.
“I’m not going to punish you with my cock or my hands. Won’t even happen tonight. But trust me when I say you will pay for acting like a brat in my home.” His hands start to move, pumping in and out of me as I squirm, not wanting to let him know the effect he has on me. The way I have wished for exactly this since I got here. This is too intense. Too personal with his eyes locked on me. Sex changes everything. It did the first time I let him fuck me and it will again now. But it’s exactly what I needat the same time. Not to think, just to feel what he’s doing to me with his skilled fingers.
“Oh God,” I call out, my body trembling so tight with the building tension he’s creating.
“Not God. Geovani,” he teases, his thumb finding my clit. “Scream it, sweetheart, who knows how to take care of you?”
My eyes roll back, a thrum vibrating through me. I’m so close, but I don’t want to give him the satisfaction, he will think he has something over me. I shake my head from side to side, trying to stop the inevitable as he curls his fingers in a way that hits my G-spot.
He takes my chin between his finger and thumb, forcing my eyes to meet with his again. “Stop fighting it, cum for me, Red,” he growls out a demand, his voice filled with a low, menacing tone.
That’s all it takes for my mind to completely blank out as he tears an earth-shattering orgasm from me. My body trembles and shakes as my fingers dig into the leather couch under me, a reminder of where we are.
“See, I know what you want, Red. Start trusting me.” He chuckles darkly as he removes his fingers. He wraps his fist around my hair and pulls me back into his solid body, pressing his lips to the side of my neck, placing bruising kisses all the way from my ear down to my shoulder. “Next time you’re fucking one of the Moretti brothers, you’ll be thinking about me.”
“Not a chance in hell.” I laugh wickedly. He might have all the physical control here, but I won’t let him believe he has some sort of emotional control over me, no way. I press my lips just below his ear. “See, you might have used my thumbprint to get what you wanted, but I just used you to get me off.” I shove him, using the space to slip out from underneath him. I take one last look at the shock on his face before I take the steps back upstairs to bed. That was the last thing he expected me to say.But something Geovani has yet to learn is he can’t control me. If I let him touch me, it’s because I fucking want it. Too bad for him, I’ve had my fun for the night.
Chapter 11
“Don’t make me laugh,it really hurts.” I slap Dani’s arm playfully. But I’m serious, my body is aching from head to toe. Geovani wasn’t joking when he said he was going to punish me. It just wasn’t in the way my dirty mind was imagining.
The two hours we spent locked up together in his gym this afternoon was torturous. I knew he was getting a sick sense of satisfaction out of pushing me past my limits. It’s been the same all week. Ever since our night together in his office where I left him hanging.
Until today, he’s kept me too busy and exhausted to sit down with Dani and do some shopping. But she wasn’t taking no for an answer tonight. So here we are on the couch in our pajamas scrolling the internet for what she considers cute outfits. She’s having more fun than me. I’m distracted wondering how I can get Geovani to take me to see the boys. Marco says we’re running out of time before Maddox is sent to Italy, Ricky is forced to marry Elisa and Alessandro snaps and does something stupid. I don’t even want to know what that means.
“Earth to Harley.” Dani clicks her fingers in front of my face, forcing me to blink quickly, trying to focus on the dress that’s on the screen. “I think you could rock that dress. Geovani would jizz in his pants if you walked into work Monday morning wearing something that shows off all you have like this.” She laughs again.
My chest muscles tighten again, but I stop myself from laughing at her. It’s going to hurt too much. I flick to the next outfit on the website Dani has me online shopping with. She’s already forced me to pick out way more clothes than I need. It’s not like we’re ever leaving this place. I’m working, sleeping, and socializing all in the same four walls. I have no one to dress up for. But she seems to think this is all kind of fun, so I let her have it.
“Go get a jacket, Red, we’re going out,” comes Geovani’s voice from behind us.
I jump, my entire body tensing up, not realizing he was right there. How much of our conversation did he overhear? I take a deep breath, wincing in pain. “No, I’m ready for bed,” I mutter, not even bothering to look his way. Not sure what fun he has in mind for us tonight, but whatever it is, I’m not up for it. Besides, leaving the confines of this place sounds all sorts of scary when he still hasn’t located his pa.
A growl comes from behind me, and before I know what’s happening, he is hauling me out of my chair and over his shoulder. The air is knocked out of my lungs as his shoulder presses on my stomach.
“Put me down,” I groan out a protest as he strides from the room with me kicking and screaming.
“Don’t worry, girl, I’ll get that dress for you,” Dani calls with a chuckle, watching us leave. I flip her the bird for not helping me and laughing at my pain.
Moaning out a protest, I try to wiggle free of his tight grip on me. My body is screaming at me in agony with every determined step he takes. “If you’re going to act like a petulant child, I’ll have to start treating you like one.”
“Oh my God. I can tell you and Alessandro are related,” I snap back. “Bossy assholes, the both of you.” I slap his back as hard as I can, trying to get him to release me.
When we’re in my room, he drops me on my bed, and my body bounces as he stares down at me, looking way too powerful and loving it. “You have five minutes to get your boots and jacket then meet me at the elevator,” he warns, a no-shit edge to his tone. I know something has happened since we finished up in the gym. Wherever we’re going, it’s not a fun little outing. This is business. He raises a brow, his gaze darkening. “Unless you want another round in the gym.”
I shake my head. No fucking way will my body survive that again tonight, but I’m not just letting him shove me around and demand I do as he says. “I’m not going anywhere with you unless you’re willing to tell me where you’re taking me,” I snap. So much for us being in this together. We are until he gets in these fucking moods and blocks me out.
“Sometimes I can’t give you details, I need you to trust me. This is one of those times, Harley.”
I sigh, reluctant to move but kind of understanding. Last time he told me it all afterwards. He’s not the Morettis; if he’s keeping me in the dark, it’s for a serious reason. I move to sitting on the end of my bed, reluctantly pulling on my boots. “I wouldn’t be complaining so much if you didn’t destroy my body in the gym this afternoon. I can hardly breathe.”
“You clearly haven’t learned your lesson. Maybe I need to destroy every part of you. Then you might stop questioning me on everything.” The glint of mischief in his eyes as he walks away tells me he’s not talking about the gym this time. He’s relivingwhat we got up to in his office. He wants to finish what we started.
My needy pussy clenches at the thought. She didn’t get enough of a thrashing with his skilled hands the other night. Fuck yes, I want the real thing, but on my terms, not his. “Don’t threaten me.” I glare in his direction, burning a hole in the back of his skull, just to make sure he knows where we stand.
