My pores and skin beneath his contact became gooseflesh.

How on earth did this man annoy me and switch me on on the similar time? Rattling.

Give attention to how annoying he’s. Extremely annoying.

The one drawback was my thoughts was centered solely on how his contact felt on my physique and the route he moved his hand in.

A moan escaped my lips, which I promptly hid with a hiss.

I clamped my hand over his to cease him. “I…I can’t wait to listen to what that mind of yours got here up with now. However I’m fairly positive I’ve to say no that choice additionally.”

As a result of irrespective of the state of affairs, being near Alessandro Falcone was more and more harmful, particularly when he checked out me, touched me, or turned up that attraction of his.

“You will be my full-time sub.”

My head shot up, surprised, after which I laughed in his face. “You assume that’s a 3rd choice between fake-dating you and being locked up? Are you delusional?”

He cocked his head and locked his eyes on mine.

Holy shit.

One other shiver ran down my backbone, and I pressed his hand in opposition to my thigh.

What the hell was incorrect with me?

How might I be turned on by him giving me outrageous ultimatums whereas having me on his lap along with his hand dangerously near…

“Interested by it, it’s really the amalgamation of the very best of each decisions.”

I glared at him. “If these had been my solely decisions, I positive as hell would select to be locked up and as far-off from you as humanly potential. However the one true selection right here—and the one I’m selecting—is leaving the island and getting as far-off from you as potential.”

He clicked his tongue. “I don’t assume that’s fairly correct.”

He inched his hand upwards once more, and I clawed my nails into his hand whereas alarm bells began ringing in my head and sexual flutters took over my stomach.

“Why not?”

He grinned. “As a result of I’ve your passport, cellphone, pockets. My brother advised me to maintain you, not drive you off the island. And truthfully.” He gave me a wink. “You’re entertaining, and I’m having extra enjoyable than I’ve had in a very long time, so I feel I’ll maintain you for some time.”

And regardless of my nails clawing into his pores and skin, he moved his hand beneath my skirt and dangerously close to my panties—which by now I couldn’t assure weren’t at the least somewhat bit moist. And the way mortifying would it not be if he discovered.

“Alex?”

“What, princess?”

“What the hell are you doing?”

“What does it seem like?”

“However?”

“However?”

“You don’t even like me.”

He stared at me, gave me a noncommital “hmm,” then his finger reached the apex of my thighs, and he laid his hand over my panty-clad pussy concurrently I squirmed and squeezed my thighs collectively—to extend the strain, or shut him out, I didn’t precisely know anymore. “Alex!”

“Sure, Charge.” He cupped my intercourse, then held my gaze, the unstated “Gotcha,” clearly seen in the best way his eyes shimmered and the pores and skin crinkled.

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