“You are absolute perfection. We’ll have to fix your aversion to nudity.”
Her eyebrow arches. “Hmm…”
“No?”
She inhales a deep breath. “I’m getting more comfortable in my skin but I’m not quite there yet.” Anna doesn’t explain and I don’t push for an answer. What she has to say will come in time, in her own way, and not mine. I have patience and all the time in the world for Anna.
I draw her to me with the deepest desire to kiss her, but that too, will wait, until she knows exactly who I am. Perhaps it’s selfish but when she kisses me, and I fuck her, I want her to know exactly who she’s submitting to with no regrets or feelings of betrayal. She gets to choose, but only when she knows the truth. Until then, I will teach her what she wants to learn. No strings.
Anna doesn’t ask me what’s probably on her mind, why no sex, or kiss. Why I’ve chosen to abstain tonight. But when she takes my hand, it tells me more. She may be curious but she’s also open minded and committed to the experience of following my lead in the club and in bed. She definitely likes my controland that causes my dick to press hard against the side of my pants.
Anna is observant and notices her dress neatly draped over the chair. “You did that on the way back with the ice?”
My eyebrow raises. “Such a pity to leave it laying on the floor. I didn’t want it to wrinkle.”
“Thank you.” Anna grasps it from the chair and steps gracefully into the beautiful gown.
I close the distance and whisper in her ear. “Turn around. Let me zip you.” She does not hesitate to move her hair over a shoulder to prevent it from getting caught in the zipper. Her phone rings and she walks to the little strap of a purse on the chair and pulls it out.
When she disconnects and turns to face me, she looks genuinely concerned. “We were going to stay until tomorrow. Addie has a work situation. I have to leave tonight. Will I ever see you again?”
I stroke her cheek. “Give me your phone.”
She hands it to me without question.
“Password?
She hesitates for a moment but then rattles it off. “12345.”
I roll my eyes. “That’s not a safe password.”
She laughs, a light melodic sound that fills the void around us, while I push in my contact number and save it as Mr. D before calling myself. I turn it for her to see. My name, and number. You can call me anytime you wish.”
“Will you call me?” she asks. “Or was this a one-time thing? You can tell me if so.”
I arch an eyebrow. I’m hardly in the habit of handing out my personal cell phone to just anybody but she does not know that. “I’ll call you this week, Anna. Until then, I don’t want you to wear any panties. When I call, I want you to go somewhere you can speak, preferably your bed.”
Her eyes meet mine. So many women over so many years and not one fucking time has a look, or a laugh ever affected me like hers. “I always turn in and read about ten,” she says.
She’s cute, trying to put me on her schedule. I draw her to me, placing a kiss on her temple, inhaling the fragrant scent of her skin and hair, wanting it all wrapped around me but that’s not all I want from Anna Cassone. I want so much fucking more.
“Your friend Addie, she’s still in the club?”
Anna pulls up a message from her friend as it comes in allowing me to see it clearly.Where are you? Sorry, change of plans. I need to go home. Now.
She gives me wide eyes. “We were going to stay the night in the hotel but looks like we have to leave. She’s probably searching for me as we speak.”
I take her hand and walk her out into the club, not letting go until we’re back at the top level of DeLuca X Club, already regretting that we have to part.
Her phone buzzes and she answers, covering her ear to hear better in the noise of the lounge. “Okay, I’ll meet you in the front. I’m just leaving X Club.”
She slips her phone in her pocket. “Addie’s been catching up with Mistress Valentino in the casino lounge. The car is pulling around for us out front. She has to take an important call and whatever she has to do is probably at home.”
I see my brothers across the club and move her toward the door. “I’ll call you. Straight home, Anna.”
“Yes, Mr. D,” she says, so seductively that I almost change my mind and take her home with me fuck whatever her friend finds so important that it causes her to take Anna away. “I’ll call you this week. I have business to attend tonight. Not a lie, but I could have someone else take care of it too. More importantly, I need more information and time to think with a clear head. Andthinking clearly this close to Anna is not fucking possible. “Go while I’ll still allow you to go.”
Her cheeks heat. She thinks I’m playing with her, but I’m not in the slightest. “I’ll wait for your call then.”