Alessio listened to Viktor, but his left hand was over my bare thigh. Like always. He ate with his right hand while holding my thigh possessively under the table.
I didn’t know why he did that, and I didn’t question him.
Only because I loved it.
His thumb drew circles over my skin, and I shivered as his fingers hitched my dress higher, his thumb moving closer to my crotch.
My eyes widened, and I gripped his wrist, stopping his movement. I caught his smirk.
He was impossible.
Alessio continued his torturous touching, leaving my skin warm and burning. He left me wanting more.
He leaned closer. “Are you wet for me right now?”
The words were only for me, yet I almost choked on my chicken.
I coughed, holding my chest. Everyone stopped eating, looking at me, worried. Alessio held my glass to my lips, waiting for me to sip.
After my coughing fit ended, I nodded at everyone and sent Alessio a glare.
“No,” I hissed under my breath.
He smirked. He freaking smirked at me!
His gaze grew fierce, his blue eyes turning molten with desire. I bit on my lips and looked down at my plate.
His hot breath touched my ear, and goosebumps raised over my skin. “Hmm. Shall I check, kitten?”
My breath hitched when his wrist moved upward, closer and closer toward my crotch. He pushed my thighs apart under the table, his hand moving between my spread legs.
I tried to stop him, but my grip on his wrist was nothing compared to his strength.
“Alessio, stop it,” I begged under my breath.
“I just want to check if you’re lying or not, kitten.”
He continued to tease me and turned his attention back to Viktor. His hand paused but stayed between my thighs.
When he didn’t make any move, I breathed out a relieved sigh. My spoon made its way to my mouth but stopped in mid-air.
Without warning, Alessio pressed this thumb right over my core.
The thin barrier of my lingerie didn’t stop the electrifying shock I felt course through me.
I jumped slightly at the sudden contact and bit on my lips, placing my spoon down again. Alessio continued talking like he didn’t do anything.
I sat there, trying to keep a straight face.
And then his thumb started moving, light touches, drawing circles over my wet core.
No. No. No. Damn him!
I pressed my thighs together, but his hand stopped me. I gritted my teeth, pinching his wrist hard.
Nothing fazed him.
He talked and laughed while he masterfully played me under the table.
I brought my glass to my lips with a shaky hand and tried to sip. Alessio being the devil himself, pressed his thumb harder against my clit.
Clenching my eyes shut, I breathed through this torture.
My lingerie was already soaked, my legs shaking. My heart fluttered and drummed like the wings of a bird.
And then he paused.
Alessio’s eyes met mine, and he winked before taking his hand away.
He brought his hand up…the finger that was soaked with my juices…and licked it clean. Right there at the table.
Yup. I was about to have a heart attack.
“That was good.” He nodded.
“Huh?” Viktor asked.
“The sauce. It tastes really good. I should try more later,” Alessio explained, that devilish smirk present on his face.
Maddie was staring at me, and she looked like she was about to choke.
Oh God. How mortifying.
Everyone else was eating, completely oblivious to what just happened. I just sat there, looking at my plate, contemplating what I was going to do with the impossible, annoying man sitting beside me.
“I was right. You are dripping for me, kitten. I had your juices all over my finger. Do you want me inside you right now? My finger or my cock?” he whispered in my ears.
I was going to kill him.
“Stop it!” I hissed, pinching his thigh hard.
He finally flinched and then smiled. “Okay. I’ll stop.”
And he did. Surprisingly.
I knew what he wanted. We both wanted it, yet we resisted.
I didn’t know if I was ready, and Alessio never pushed. We made out, kissed a lot, but never went further than that.
That was the first time he took such a step. And at the dining table. I shook my head.
Alessio was just being Alessio.
I looked at him, and my heart overflowed with love. Could I give him what he wanted? What we both wanted?
Alessio’s eyes moved back to me as if he sensed my stressful thoughts. He brought his lips to my ear and whispered so softly that it made my heart ache with his gentleness.
“Don’t push yourself. I will wait for you. Whenever you are ready.”
My heart settled as his hand came back to my thigh. He didn’t try anything mischievous. No, he just held my thigh firmly. Showing me that I belonged to him.
I liked that. Actually, I loved that.
“Sooo…”
Maddie’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts, and I turned my attention to her. She had an eyebrow raised, regarding Alessio curiously.