Chapter 5

Lorenzo's POV

When I married Gianna's mother, it was the right thing at the time, well, until it wasn't. I don't regret the divorce though.

When Gianna stood speechless in front of me, staring. The way her teeth bit at her plump bottom lip had my cock going hard in my pants. wanted to bite her bottom lip more than anything, and have thought about it since the moment I laid my eyes on her.

"Let me know if you need anything, anything at all." I said, making sure to maintain eye contact, hoping she would catch onto my subtlety.

"l will let you know if I need anything," she finally said as she looked down. "Thank you for getting my food."

The sweet tenderness of her voice captivated me every time she spoke, but I knew well, deep down, she was more spice than sweet.

"Again, you don't have to thank me. I will be in my office if you need me." I had to get away from her. The longer she stood there in the black nightie she wore, the more I was likely to lose my self-control.

The way her breasts pebbled under the silk tantalized me in ways I hadn't experienced in years. The urge to grab her by her throat and bend her over the stairs was tempting. What I wouldn't do to see her perfect, peach shaped ass bare for me, the glistening juices of her arousal dripping past her slit as I pushed in with all my might.

It took everything in me to turn away from her. Deciding not to waste another moment, I headed down towards my office, looking to escape the desire to gorge on her. The feeling became stronger and stronger every time I was alone around her.

It was one thing to have these thoughts about her, but to act upon them? That was something else entirely.

Running my fingers through my hair in frustration, I groaned before letting my hand slide down my face.

I have got to stay away from her. She has no idea what she does to me. Since the moment she had gotten here, I had been toying with her. Testing her to see where her mind was. It may have been wrong, but something about her drove my internal desires crazy. The primal creature in my soul cried out to claim the prize he sought.

From the soft plump look of her lips down to the large dip of her breasts, I wanted to taste her. I wanted to have her thick thighs wrapped around my face as I devoured the very essence of her being. She was everything I desired in a woman, and | swore the gods had sent her before me to taunt me.

To get me to break my oath and prove to me l am not the dominant man I so thought I could be. She may have not realized it, but without even touching me sexually, she was wrapping me around her slowly. A feeling I hadn't allowed to happen in so very long. Yet, there was no way to stop it.

Standing in the middle of my office, I looked at my desk, taking in the amount of paperwork I needed to get done but didn't have the drive to do.

All I could do was think about her. Taking a deep breath, I left my office, heading towards my bedroom.

A cold shower and a stiff drink were what I needed to calm my racing mind. Yet, as I got to the top of the stairs, I could see her bedroom door partially cracked. She was lying on her bed, and damn, did she look more than appetizing?

Taking a moment to admire her, I forced myself to continue walking until I was in the bathroom, and the sound of water running echoed around me.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

Chapter 6

Gianna's POV

Creaking on the stairs caught my attention just in time for me to watch Lorenzo walk past my open door and down the hall towards his room. I wasn't sure if he had been watching me, but the thought made my heart race. Standing quickly, I made my way towards my door with every intention of closing it.

However, as I looked out into the hall, I noticed his bedroom door open and the sound of running water.

Did he intentionally leave the door open?

I knew I should have just minded my business and closed my door, but then again, I couldn't stop myself from pushing forward towards his room.

Be nice, close the door, and go back to your room, Gianna.

The mantra repeated in my mind, but the closer I got to his open door, the more curious I became. My racing heart all but stopped the moment l saw his naked form in the mirror's reflection behind his bed. Oh Sweet, Jesus.

His perfectly sculpted body stood under the hot caress of the water, with soap running across his body. He seemed to be lost in thought about something, because before I knew it, his hand was running down to his thick erected shaft. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, but as if he knew I was watching, his eyes went to the mirror and locked with mine.

Fuck!

He didn't seem to care, though. Instead, he stepped towards the glass shower door and opened it for a clearer view.

His hands stroked over his thick erection while a taunting grin slid across his lips. Almost as if he was waiting for me to join him. Waiting for me to drop to my knees and take him into my mouth.

I wanted that too. I wanted him to fuck my mouth and use me in so many ways. Yet, that was wrong of me, I knew. Here I was, watching my friend's father stroke his cock, and I was more than turned on, but something forbidden brought me to my senses.

I all but ran towards my room and slammed my door. My beating heart felt as if it would burst with how nervous I was over being caught.

I was no better than a Peeping Tom, and yet, everything about what I saw I wanted. Never in my life had I seen anything more beautiful than the thick cock he concealed between his legs. It made sense now why they called him the Italian Stallion.

He was hung like a horse, and I knew he knew how to use it. With fidgeting hands, I paced around my room, trying to calm my racing mind. Lorenzo caught me watching him in the shower, and I had no idea what was going to happen next.

Was he going to throw me out? Would he tell Vivian? Something deep inside me told me he wouldn't, but I wasn't sure. Shaking my concerns from my mind, I flipped off the light and climbed into bed. The last thing I needed to do was to keep reeling over Lorenzo Moretti.

An incredibly sexy Lorenzo Moretti.

****

As I slept, the feeling someone was watching me awakened me. I wasn't sure what it was about this house, but no matter what, I couldn't help but feel like his eyes were on me, no matter where I went. The red flickering light of the alarm clock let me know it was somewhere close to one in morning, and as I rolled over, I froze in my place.

Lorenzo stood by my closed door with a glass in his hand and his eyes on me.

"What are you doing here?" I asked as I quickly sat up in bed.

The sensation of how I felt earlier came crashing through me ten fold, realizing that he had been watching me while I wore nothing but a thin black nightie that left nothing to the imagination.

As a sinful smirk crossed his lips, my heart skipped a beat. "You were watching me earlier. I felt it was only fair."

I thanked the darkness around us for concealing my facial reactions because I knew, without a doubt, I was as red as a tomato from embarrassment.

"I-" Lorenzo held his hand up quickly, cutting me off mid-sentence before he walked towards me.

"You don't have to explain yourself, Gianna."

"No, I do though," I stammered. "I don't want you to think l'm some weirdo."

Laughter escaped him at my comment before a twinkling glint in his eye portrayed something else. Something that made my core clench with anticipation of what he was going to do.

"I told you before, Gianna, I'm not like the guys you know. I'm far more... dangerous."

"I don't care." The breathless remark escaped me almost instantly before I had even thought about what I was going to say. "I mean-"

"Stop, I like your first response better," he grinned. "You express yourself better under pressure."

"I don't even know what to say to that-" | admitted.

"Then tell me this," he replied, stepping closer towards me. "What is it you desire?"

I didn't need to think about that question to answer it, but as much as I wanted to blurt it out, I hesitated, staring deep into his eyes.

He was only within arm's reach of me, and if I went down this road with him, there was no telling what would happen.

"To feel pleasure like no one has ever made me feel before."

The corner of his lip twitched at the sound of my response, and I knew right away what I said affected him. Bringing myself to my knees, I shifted towards him. Even on my knees on the bed, he still towered over me. "Is that something you can do?"

Taunting men wasn't something I was used to doing, but there was something about him that brought out the devil in me. Something about him made me want to do terrible things.

"I could do very terrible things to you, Gianna," he whispered before his lips captured mine, taking my breath away.

The kiss wasn't slow and passionate like I expected it to be. Instead, it was heated and hungry, as if kissing me was the only thing that would satisfy him.

"Don't stop..." I gasped as he pulled away, looking at me with nothing but amusement.

"That isn't how this works, sweet Gianna." His words confused me, but as quick as they came, his hand fisted my hair as he pulled me tight against him and pulled my head back so my eyes were locked with his. "Do you want to know how this works?" he whispered.

Biting my bottom lip, I gasped, feeling his fingers slide down between my thighs, into my panties, to my soaking wet core that craved his attention. Slowly but surely he ran his fingers across my slit, teasing my sensitive numb before diving deep inside me and then retreating.

"You didn't answer me," he muttered through clenched teeth.

"Yes!" I gasped in response to his tug on my hair. "I want to know."

Seemingly satisfied with my response, he smiled, "I won't fuck you until you beg me to. And even then, you have to be a very very good girl, Gianna. Can you be a good girl?"

"Yes-" I whined.

"Yes, what?" he asked, causing my mind to swirl with the realization of the shit he was into.

"Yes, sir. I can be a good girl." Without warning, he released me.

"Good. Get some sleep."

Shock filled me. He was ending things like this.

I wanted more, and as I saw him turn and walk towards my door, I couldn't help but feel angry and empty.

"That's it?" Stopping mid-step, he turned, looking at me over his shoulder as he chuckled,

"For now."

My mouth hung open at his response, watching as he brought his fingers up to his mouth and licked them clean with a smile before walking out of my bedroom, closing the door behind him. He turned me on, kissed me, and left me wanting

more.

Lorenzo was more than I expected him to be. He was a sadistic Dom with a hunger for everything dark and dangerous. His desire to make me his good girl was clear tonight when he had me respond, yet he didn't realize one thing I loved a challenge.

Game on, motherfucker. I can be a devil too.

Chapter 7.

Gianna's POV

Waking the next morning, I tried to come to terms with what had happened. Lorenzo had kissed me and played dominating daddy in my room last night. The lingering feeling of his lips on mine had my mind reeling since the moment my eyes had opened.

How could he do that and just walk away?

I wasn't the kind of girl to act the way I did, and yet, he brought out a side of me that didn't want to be tamed. The situation was more than frustrating, and to top it off, Vivian had messaged me to let me know she had not come home. It seemed she had decided to go with Catherine down to the beach to stay at her condo and wouldn't be back until later tonight.

Rolling from the bed, I groaned in frustration and made my way from my room. My eyes

crossed my mind. He wanted me to be a good girl, but perhaps I wouldn't.

With his bedroom door partially closed, but not completely latched, I pushed it open. I saw his sleeping form on the bed. Naked just as the day he was born, and starfished for complete access. If he wanted to have fun with me, then that is what would happen.

Quietly, I moved towards him. My feet avoided causing any unnecessary noise as I approached his bed. His long thick cock was erect from morning wood and ready for my taking.

Licking my lips, I slowly bent forward, taking his length into my mouth. His face contorted with pleasure as he slowly stirred. My pace increased as his eyes opened, taking in the sight before him.

"Gianna... " he moaned as I used my mouth and hand in rhythm to create nothing but pleasure. "What are you doing?"

There was no denying how close he was to his climax, but considering he wanted an answer, I gave him one. With a deep suctioning motion, I let the thick head of his cock pop from my mouth before wiping away the saliva that dripped from my lip.

"What does it look like?" I smirked, raising a brow. "I thought you were experienced."

He reached out for me, but was too slow as I stepped back out of reach.

Waving my finger in front of him, I smiled. "No no no... you want me to be a good girl, remember?"

His eyes narrowed at me. "Are you sure you want to go down this road?"

Taking a moment, I placed my finger to my jaw and acted as if I was thinking. "Hmm..."

"Gianna... " he said in a warning tone.

My eyes met his with a wicked smile. "I think I'll go swimming. Have a nice day, Mr. Moretti."

Score one for me and zero for him. If he wanted a game, I would give him one.

***

It was as if the water was calling me, begging for me to come dive into its still body to cause chaos as I took lap after lap. Without hesitation, I dove into the deep end and relished in the way the water caressed my skin. The cool refreshing feeling helped to wash away my thoughts, and as I broke the surface, I closed my eyes, letting the sun beat against my skin.

"Miss Reyes?" a voice called from the terrace, causing me to turn around.

Peering up at the pool's edge, I watched the housekeeper striding towards me with a smile upon her face. "Yes?"

"Miss Moretti called and told me to let you know she requests you for dinner and drinks tonight at De Bache."

I shook my head and nodded. "Thank you."

I had left my phone upstairs, and for good reason. But I found it amusing Vivian would call her housekeeper to tell me I had to go to dinner tonight. It was simply her way of asking me to go so I could be her designated driver, no doubt. Something I had no interest in doing. After everything over the last few days, she was still acting as she always did.

"Sounds like a fun night, doesn't it?" Lorenzo called out, and I saw him standing in swim trunks with dark sunglasses.

Just the sight of him set me on fire, and I quickly realized he was going to join me.

"Uh... yeah. I probably should get out and get ready."

"No need," he quickly replied. "She called me too, and I told her you weren't feeling well and to proceed without you. I will have a driver come pick her up later tonight when she is ready."

My mind fogged over with confusion at what he was saying. How had he so quickly done that when the housemaid literally just told me she called?

"But why?" I asked dumbfounded. "You lied to her."

Nodding his head, a smirk crossed his lips. "That I did. Do you really thinkI don't notice how she treats you? You don't have the relationship you once did."

As true as that was, I didn't need him pointing it out. After all, this was between her and me, and more than likely, this would be my last trip out here.

With frustration, I bit the inside of my cheek and scoffed as I pulled myself up to the edge of the pool, watching as he jumped in and swam towards me, wiping the water from his face as he broke the surface.

"Thanks, but I don't need you to lie for me," I pointed out, watching as he found amusement in what I was saying.

"Perhaps not, but I did it for a reason."

"Of course you did," I laughed. "But I told you earlier I am here to have a swim. I was hoping, in peace. Plus, this game can't Continue... if Vivian were to find out, it Wouldn't be good for either of us, and I don't want to hurt her."

His once happy expression turned into one that made my skin grow cold. He and Vivian had one thing in common, and it seemed to be they didn't like to be told no.

"What if she doesn't find out?" he asked as he moved closer to me.

It didn't take a genius to figure out what he meant. He wanted me to be his dirty little secret, and I wasn't sure if that was something I was up for.

"Honestly, I don't know if I believe you're skilled enough to make sure she doesn't," I reply, tauntingly, trying to mimic the energy he had given me from the night before.

"Is that right?" He quickly grabbed my legs, pulling my ass off the edge of the pool while holding me up. "Do you want to test that theory?"

"Wha... what are you doing?" I gasped as I tried to pull myself away. "Someone might see!"

"Giving you exactly what you want," he grinned. "Proof."

Before I could object, his fingers brushed against my sensitive folds as he pulled my bottoms to the side and slid his tongue against me. "Lorenzo... "

The moaned response made me ache for more, and from the mischievous glint in his eyes, I could tell I was going to get it. His eyes met mine as he continued to run his tongue along me. The swirls against my sensitive nub caused me to gasp out in pleasure.

Chase had gone down on me before, but never had it felt like this.

No man had ever made me feel like this.

"Oh, f*ck," I gasped as he dove in deeper, his movements becoming more frenzied.

"You taste amazing," he mumbled against my core. I felt myself coming closer to the edge. The motions his tongue made caused a knot to form in my stomach. I knew I was going to explode.

"I can't hold on... " I cried out. "Please"

Screaming out in pleasure, I fisted at the cold, hard ground as he forced me to ride out the wave of pleasure he had created within me. I wasn't sure how I had come so far when only the other day I was trying to avoid seeing him.

Now, he had me writhing in ecstasy over and over with no warning. He just took what he wanted, and was subjected to his pleasure. I suppose it was my fault after what I did to him this morning.

"Your body reacts so well to me." He looked at me as he licked his lips.

The arrogant tone of his voice pulled me back to reality as I quickly pulled my body from him and scrambled back on the ground, panting as I came down from the high he created.

"So confident, aren't we?" I replied sarcastically, causing him to laugh.

"Don't act like you didn't enjoy it, Gianna." Watching his eyes scan up and down my body made the lust build up even more. I wanted him to fuck me until I can't take it anymore, but admitting to that would only made him more smug than he already is.

This was a game to him, and I never backed down from a challenge.

"I'm glad that you could prove you could make me cum, but that still doesn't prove you can ensure Vivian won't find out. So as much as I enjoyed that, I think it's best I go about my day and let you enjoy your swim."

"Running away," he says. "Didn't take you as a girl who would."

"Yeah, well, I didn't take you as a man who did nothing but talk and barely show action. Yet, here we are having a conversation about what you did and didn't do."

It was a lie, I know. He had just enjoyed my pussy like a four course meal, but I couldn't let him see the true satisfaction in what it did.

My sarcastic attitude did nothing but amuse him, and while I wasn't aiming for amusement, I found his reaction to my words comical.

"I thought you said you were going to be a good girl, Gianna," he replied.

"Hmm... " I replied, thinking over his words, "I guess I lied, too. That's something we have in common now, isn't it?"

My words seemed to stun him as he stared at me. Warm satisfaction rolled through my body as I watched him in the water, staring at where I was now standing next to the pool.

Lorenzo had been more than amazing getting me off, and the rush of pleasure he created in me was definitely something I would want to do again. But he had to learn this was a game of wits, and I would not bow down to him.

"Don't say I didn't warn you. You have no idea what you're getting into.." he warned, with lust filled eyes. "You will beg for me to stop."

"Weren't you the one that said I would be begging you to f*ck me as well?" I smirked, crossing my arms over my chest.

Tight-lipped, I watch the corner of his lips turn up.

"Yes, I did say that, and it would have been true had you decided not to play this game. However, the tables have turned, and I will take you when you least expect it."

"I doubt that. Anyway, if you will excuse me. I need to go take care of a few things, and I would hate to mess up plans you had for today."

Turning on my feet, I carried myself back towards the house and quickly closed the door behind me. A sigh of relief escaped me as I felt the safety of distance put between Lorenzo and I.

Yes, I wanted him. But it was a ridiculous notion because he wasn't the kind of man to want me, and to be honest, I didn't want to be someone's toy.

The conflict was real, and I hated that I couldn't be decisive about what I was doing. At least I could say that he lived up to his legend so far.

That tongue of his had skills that would keep me wet and excited for years to come. I just had to pray he didn't take my words too seriously. Otherwise, I would have a sadistic daddy with a twitching member coming after me. The thought alone was exciting, but the anticipation was killing me.