Fling

by Sara Fawkes

  He guided her to a secluded table next to a large window overlooking the water. After he pulled her chair out for her, she sat, and he said, “The waiter will be by with fresh coffee, and I’m sure Mr. Mancusi will be along shortly.”

  Josie thanked him and looked out over the deserted beach. She took in the majestic view, and she could feel her shoulders relaxing. The place really was breathtaking. If she ever made it in the fashion world, she wanted to take regular vacations to a place like this. During Fetish Week. That last thought had her sucking in a tight breath.

  “Josie.”

  Her heart jumped at the sexy sound of his voice. “Luca,” she said, and couldn’t help but smile as he lowered himself into the seat across from her.

  “You slept well?” he asked, his voice completely businesslike.

  She stole a glance at his business attire, and a nervous feeling moved into her stomach as she went into professional mode. “Yes, thank you. And you?”

  “Very well.”

  Silence encompassed them when the waiter came by with hot coffee, and, after taking a sip, Luca leaned forward. “The contract is being drawn up and faxed to Renee as we speak. Congratulations, Josie. I’m sure your boss will be proud of your negotiation skills.”

  While thrilled about the contract, Josie felt heat crawl up her neck because they both knew last night had nothing to do with business and everything to do with pleasure. Then another thought hit. Now that he was finished with negotiations and ready to sign off on a deal, did that mean they were finished too? He’d told her earlier that once they signed the deal, she’d be free to go. But now that he’d awakened something inside her, she wasn’t quite ready to go back to reality. She wanted to stay at this fantasy resort. And she wanted to play.

  Except his businesslike demeanor this morning suggested they were done playing. She frowned, once again thinking about what he’d asked her last night before he dismissed her.

  “Is something wrong, Josie?”

  “I just . . . I was wondering if you were disappointed in me last night.” He cocked his head, and when he went quiet, like he was contemplating something very deeply, she rushed out, “Did I not live up to your expectation?”

  A smile touched his mouth. “Is that what has you so worried?”

  “Yes,” she admitted. “You asked me about my experience, then quickly sent me away. I assume I disappointed you somehow. I can try harder. I’m a quick learner.”

  He stared at her long and hard, the muscles along his jaw clenching and unclenching, and she resisted the urge to squirm under his scrutiny. He finally broke the quiet, and said, “You told me you were interested in exploring Italy. Are you now saying you want to stay here, with me?”

  She nodded.

  “I see,” he said. “You do know what staying means, don’t you?”

  Oh yeah, she knew alright. After a little online research in her room last night, not to mention a quick trip to check out some of the theme rooms, including the dungeon, she knew staying meant she had to obey his every command. Her body warmed just thinking about it. “Yes.”

  He shifted, looking uncomfortable. Then he frowned, like he was fighting some internal war. A long moment later he climbed to his feet and reached for her hand. “Come with me.”

  Breakfast forgotten, Josie accepted his offered hand and let Luca lead her outside. Anticipation welled up inside her even though she had no idea where he was taking her.

  She followed him along the beach and noticed the way his body was tight, the muscles along his jaw rippling. When they reached the water’s edge, Luca removed his suit jacket and tossed it onto one of the chaise lounges.

  He turned to her, and, with a little nudge, she fell backwards into a chair. “Do you trust that I know what you need?”

  She nodded, because she was fully aware that he had known her needs and desires long before she ever did.

  “Then pull up your dress and widen your legs for me.”

  Josie gulped and stole a quick glance around. The beach might be deserted, but that didn’t mean someone couldn’t suddenly stumble upon them.

  “Josie,” he warned.

  Doing as he asked, she pulled her dress up to her hips and opened wide for him. He trained his eyes on her panties, and she could feel her pussy moistening.

  “Your inexperience doesn’t disappoint me. In fact, I’m honored that you trusted me with your body.”

  “Oh.” Her body flushed hotly, and she worked to keep her breathing regulated. “Then why did you dismiss—”

  Cutting her off, he said, “You’ve never masturbated, correct?”

  Her shoulders tensed. “I just. Well . . . I grew up in a strict . . .”

  “Relax, sweetheart.” Something in the way he said sweetheart, and the tender look that crossed his face when his gaze slid over her body, had a riot of emotions zinging through her. “I won’t make you do anything you don’t want to do.”

  She nodded but wanted him to push her, wanted him to make her do things she wasn’t comfortable doing. Good Lord, she could hardly believe she had such a naughty side to her.

  “You do trust that I have your best interests at heart don’t you?”

  “Yes.”

  “Then I want you to touch yourself for me. Slide your hands down your body and stroke yourself, the way you’d like me to stroke you.”

  Heat raced through her, and her heart crashed so hard against her chest, she was sure he could hear it.

  “Second thoughts?” he asked.

  Josie’s body ached, and, wanting to please him, to experiment with another side of herself under his direct care, even if it took her out of her comfort zone, she moved her hands to her breasts.

  While Luca stood over her, Josie took a moment to massage her breasts before guiding her hands to the apex of her legs. She rubbed her clit through the thin panties, coaxing her nub out from its fleshy hood. As her pussy moistened, she slipped her panties off, discarding them in the sand, and spread herself wide.

  The loud groan that rumbled in Luca’s throat gave her all the encouragement she needed. With his eyes trained on her, she began breathing heavier, focusing on the exquisite pleasure coursing through her veins.

  Fingers moving with purpose, she sinuously circled her clit, and the scent of her arousal caught in the breeze. Luca’s nostrils flared, and pleasure gathered in her core. Her body flushed hotly, suddenly desperate for so much more from this man. With that last thought catching her off guard, she pushed down the onslaught of emotions and worked to concentrate on the pleasure alone.

  “So good,” she cried out, no longer caring if someone was watching her, and maybe, on some deeper level, secretly hoping that someone actually was. She guessed Luca knew that about her, and it had her feeling emotional once again, knowing he had dragged her out to the beach because this escapade was about her and what she needed. While she loved that he was commanding and controlled, a man who took what he wanted, she also recognized that he never took without giving.

  Luca’s voice was low, his words soft when he whispered, “That a good girl.”

  Changing the pace, she began to stroke faster, and her second hand joined the mix. Thinking about what she’d like Luca to do to her, she pushed one finger up inside her, giving her muscles something to grip as her clit tightened beneath her gentle assault.

  A moan caught in her throat when her wet heat closed around her finger, and her body quivered in sheer delight. Good God, she could hardly believe she was pleasuring herself in front of this man, hardly believe how much she was enjoying it.

  “Come for me, Josie.”

  His hard command took her to the edge. Her hips came off the chair, warm heat exploding inside her, and she knew she was close, so damn close. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips, and, needing something hard to grind against, she used her palm on her clit, pressing down as the world closed in on her. A wave of pleasure tore through her, and another moan ripped from her lungs. The second she gave herself over
to the erotic sensations, her orgasm hit hard, and her body clenched almost violently, her hot cream coating her hands and pussy. She removed her palm from her sensitized clit, her body practically liquefying on the chaise lounge as Luca’s smoldering eyes took in the action.

  “You’re beautiful when you come,” he murmured, giving her a look that conveyed his hunger.

  She gave a small sigh and basked in the afterglow. “Thank you,” she said, for lack of anything else.

  Before she even realized what was happening, Luca tore off his clothes, grabbed a condom from his pocket, and lifted her from the chair. The next thing she knew he was sitting and pulling her onto his lap.

  In a touch that was authoritative, yet soft, he opened the buttons on her dress, to expose her breasts. He wet his mouth, but instead of drawing one hard nipple in for a taste as she thought he was going to, he cupped her face and pulled her lips to his. She gasped at the softness of his mouth on hers, and that’s when she realized this was the first time he’d kissed her.

  She opened for him, and, when he slipped his tongue inside to tangle with hers, he curled his arms around her back to hold her. She moaned and sagged against him, her breasts crushing into his hard chest. Soon, his soft kisses became heated, harder, searching for so much more.

  His breathing changed as he broke the embrace, and he gripped her hips to lift her slightly. “I want you to ride me, sweetheart. I want to see your face when I make you come.”

  He quickly sheathed himself, then, straddling him from above, she positioned his cock at her entrance and let him drag her down.

  His girth pushed open her walls, and a shrill cry lodged in her throat. She sank deeper and deeper still, until his crown pressed insistently against her womb. He was so big, so perfect, filling her body exquisitely.

  A growl caught in his throat. “You’re so wet for me.”

  He founds her breasts and took full possession, greedily drawing her hard nipples into his mouth. She rocked her hips, encouraging him to fuck her, but he held her still, his cock unmoving inside her as he took his time toying with her nipples, keeping his attention firmly in place until his mouth had had its fill.

  “Luca, please,” she begged.

  His eyes grew intense, and he pulled back to look at her. Her heart skipped a beat. She didn’t miss the passion and possessiveness in his eyes as his gaze moved over her face.

  “Don’t worry. I’m going to give you what you need,” he said, his voice loaded with promise.

  With that, he slid one hand around her back and stroked her arm with the other, leaving goose bumps in his wake. His soft caresses suddenly began playing havoc with her emotions because while she knew this was about casual sex, there was nothing impersonal in the way he was touching her.

  Gentle fingers glided over her arm, and she caught the play of emotions on his face as his warm heat radiated from his large hands. Silence encompassed them while they exchanged a long, heated look, one that tugged at her heart and had her questioning what was really going on here.

  “Luca . . . ?” she asked, her pulse leaping.

  “It’s time to fuck, Josie,” he said, his hard tone a reminder that this was about sex and only sex. His eyes grew dark, and her body opened to him as he began powering his hips upward, driving into her like a man on a mission.

  “Oh, God,” she cried out. He pumped furiously, filling her like no man had ever filled her before, forcing her to shelve her emotions and concentrate on the sensations whipping though her body.

  He crushed his hands in her hair and burrowed deeper. He continued to impale her, and she moved urgently, rocking her body, but she stilled her movements when he gripped her hips to control her thrusts. Taking charge of her pleasure, he lifted her from his cock, only to power upward and drive himself back in. An erotic shudder moved through her, vibrating right to her toes.

  She gripped his shoulders and palmed his muscles as they continued to come together as one, and, in no time at all, a slow burn worked its way to her core. She began trembling all over, wild with the need to come.

  “Luca,” she cried out, but he covered her cries with his mouth.

  Her pussy clenched once, then twice, and Luca groaned deep, his cock swelling inside her. He slipped his arms around her and held tight as she came apart in his arms. He crushed her to him, and she squeezed her muscles around his cock, desperate to push him over the edge and watch him come undone.

  “I’m going to come, baby.”

  “I want you to. I want to feel you come inside me.”

  “Fuck.”

  She put her mouth close to his hear. “Yes, fuck me, Luca,” she whispered, then he pulled her down so hard, driving so deep she gave a little yelp.

  “Josie,” he grunted, and, a second later, he threw his head back and came on a growl.

  After a long while, his lips went to hers, and he captured her mouth in a kiss full of passion and promise. He slid his hands around her back and packaged her tight against him, like he was afraid to let her go. She basked in his touch and considered the way he took careful measures to answer the demands of her body, pleasuring her like none before.

  She let loose a long breath, fully aware that she was feeling deeper things for him, things a Dom like him wasn’t asking for. Good God, when she’d handed her body over to him, it hadn’t occurred to her that her heart might find its way too. Annoyed with herself for feeling emotional, she gave a hard mental shake of her head, determined to see this for what it really was—sex.

  Luca was a powerful guy who was into games and domination. Did she really think he’d fall for her, and the two would live happily ever after? After all, this resort of his was about fetishes and fantasies, not fairy tales.

  Chapter Seven

  LUCA STOOD INSIDE his viewing room but had no interest in watching anyone other than Josie. Since setting eyes on her that first night on his yacht, and fucking her in his office the next day, she’d become something of an obsession with him. He’d met her at breakfast three days ago, ever determined to sign the deal and send her on her way, but the second she’d talked about staying, he knew he had to have her, just for a little bit longer, because deep inside he knew he needed more from her.

  He’d barely let her out of his sight since taking her on the beach, and there was no denying that he wanted to possess her in some primal way. Everything from the way she gifted him with her body to trusting him implicitly touched him on another level. Over the last few days, he’d shared her with Antonio a few times, even paraded her around the sex clubs, letting her watch others, while they in turn watched him take her, claim her, mark her as his. He’d learned what she liked and what she didn’t; understood she wanted to submit to him but wasn’t into pain and didn’t much care for the dungeon. He’d taken her to the gift shop and showed her all the bondage wear, and he’d watched with interest as she discussed the designs and how she could improve them. It was true that he could barely sleep, let alone eat, not when he was completely preoccupied with Josie and the things she made him feel.

  He stole a glance at his watch, and his cock thickened knowing he was about to see her again. Flicking off the monitors, he made his way to the outside bar, working to forget that in a few short days, she’d be flying back to Montreal and out of his life forever.

  When he found her waiting for him, wearing one of her designer dresses, he stood there, trying to remember how to breathe. That night he’d planned to introduce her to a few more activities in the clubs, but just seeing her sitting there, looking at him with obedient eyes full of want, he knew he had to have her all to himself.

  He was well past the point of denying that he was in trouble where Josie was concerned.

  Less than five minutes later, he found himself guiding Josie through the hotel to his private balcony on the top floor, fully aware that he’d never taken a woman into his personal space before, because his private life was . . . well . . . private . . . but he was breaking all kinds of rules with her. They
stepped inside, and he stopped to kiss her, pinning her against the wall, his mouth devouring every inch of hers yet unable to get enough. When he finally pulled back, his cock was raging hard.

  “Luca . . .” she said breathlessly, pushing against him, and as much as he’d like to toss her onto his bed and fuck the hell out of her, there was another side of him that wanted to draw out the night and take his time with her.

  “Come with me.”

  He placed his hand on the small of her back and guided her outside.

  She gripped the metal rail and her eyes lit. “What a magnificent view.”

  The way she took pleasure in things had him looking at the world through her eyes. He’d seen the view so many times before, he’d long ago forgotten to stop and take pleasure in it.

  But oddly enough, there was something about her that made him pause, made him remember who he was and where he’d come from. Unlike the people from his social circle, Josie hadn’t been born with a silver spoon in her mouth. She had to work for what she wanted. He respected that. He understood that. He also understood that, in a few short days, she’d breathed new life into him, rejuvenated him, and everything in his world had suddenly become less about him and more about her.

  “Why did Renee send you?” he asked, wanting to know more—everything—about this woman. She crinkled her nose, and he said, “The truth, Josie.”

  Her shoulders relaxed. “The staff was all celebrating because you’d agreed to meet with Renee. Unfortunately, they all came down with food poisoning, very nasty food poisoning that landed them all in the hospital.”

  “How come you didn’t get sick?”

  “I didn’t go. Someone had to stay back and answer the phones.”

  “So that’s what you do there, answer phones?”

  “For now.”

  He scowled. “You’re far too talented for that.”

  She dipped her head. “Thank you. But I have to pay my dues like everyone else.”

  “Tell me, Josie, what do you want?”

  “I want you, sir,” she answered.

  Luca couldn’t help but grin. “What do you want professionally?”