The Rocchetti Queen (The Rocchetti Dynasty Book 3) by Bree Porter

Author:Bree Porter [Porter, Bree]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-31T18:30:00+00:00

When Alessandro came back from soothing Dante to sleep, I was suddenly filled with a burst of anxiety. And not only because this was the first time Dante would not sleep in the same room as me.

Our six weeks had come to its end, its finale. Maybe we were a day early but waiting was no longer an option.

I knew this time would be different. The next time we slept together, we would be different people, have a different relationship.

I wondered if Alessandro knew that too.

“Are you cold?” he asked me as he stepped into the bedroom, closing the door softly behind him. His eyes roamed over my short nightgown, lingering on my bare legs.

“A little.” Not at all. All I could think about was his lips on mine, his hands on my skin, how it would feel when he entered me—

Sophia!

I blinked rapidly, trying to clear my brain of all dirty thoughts. “I’m probably going to go to sleep.”

“You don’t want to stay up with me?” he asked.

“What are you going to do?”

The low dip to his smile told me all I needed to know.

I felt warmth rise up my neck. “Not for long...”

I snuggled up in bed while Alessandro got ready. I leaned on my elbow, watching him strip to his boxer briefs. The strong outline of his muscles, the cuts and creases to his olive skin, made me flush to my roots.

Alessandro eyed me. “Are you watching me, Sophia?”

I had been caught. “No. Just thinking.”

His eyes gleamed at the lie. “What are you thinking about?”

You, me, naked. “Nothing interesting. My mind is a place of vapid thoughts regarding nothing but the latest fashion trends and nasty gossip about my friends.”

“I am not on your mind?”

“Are you a pair of Louboutin heels? It not, then no.”

Alessandro prowled to the end of the bed. He grabbed my foot under the blanket, quick as a viper.

I squeaked, laughing, and tried to wriggle him off. His grip did not loosen. Trapped, I tried, “What if you were on my mind?”

“I would want to know what I was doing.” His eyes trailed up the length of my leg, starting from my ankle in his grip to the spot in between my thighs. A steady throb had begun to grow there, only becoming more undeniable under his hungry regard.

Even through the blanket, Alessandro could tell. He slowly smiled, the look so ravenous, so feral, that my toes curled.

“Paying taxes.” It was the first thing that came to my mind and the least sexy thing I could think of.

My answer surprised him because his grip loosened. “Paying taxes?” he chuckled. “Anything else?”

If I detailed all the dirty thoughts I had had, Alessandro might feel scandalized. I shrugged, smiling to myself, “No. That was all.”

“Are you lying again, my love?” His expression darkened again, directly making my core tighten. He clicked his tongue. “I thought we agreed not to do that anymore.”

“We should make room for exceptions,” I breathed.

Alessandro snatched my other ankle beneath the blanket, now pinning both of them down.

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