breasts and private region as he eyed her hungrily. The brute had removed his vest and shirt and now stood before her clad in nothing but his well-worn jeans.
Thoroughly embarrassed at being caught, she avoided his lascivious grin. Feeling indignant, she snapped, “How long have you been standing there? Why didn’t you knock?”
Anthony raised his eyebrows. “This is my room. Why should I knock?” She bristled as he knelt beside her. “Besides, I’m glad that I didn’t. How else would I have caught you in your naughty little act?”
“My naughty little—. Dio !” Gianna closed her eyes, trying to preserve whatever shred of dignity she had left.
“Come now.” Anthony touched her cheek, turning her reluctant face towards him. “I am your husband. You don’t have to hide from me.”
He reached a hand into the water and, ignoring her protests, pushed her protective hands away so that her breasts were revealed in plain sight. She watched his eyes darken as they took in the sight of her naked bosoms, half submerged in the water. Her breath caught in her mouth as he reached out to cup one of them in his hand.
“You have beautiful breasts, Gianna,” his voice was husky as he stroked her nipple with his thumb. She felt a jolt of pleasure as he teased her sensitive bud. He pinched it lightly so that she moaned.
“Mmm … your nipples are so small and sensitive,” he murmured. Bending over, he brought his face to her bosom and took one of her nipples into his mouth. Gianna mumbled a half-hearted protest as she tried to push him off her. Fending her off with ease, he pinned her down with one hand as he suckled on her, his tongue licking and teasing her nub. His other hand wandered down towards her pelvis and moved across the soft curls of her pubic hair as his fingers sought their target. As his forefinger came in contact with her clit, Gianna jumped, splashing the water all over him so that he was soaked as well.
“Naughty girl,” he mumbled around her breast and nipping her in retaliation. Gianna squeaked and placed her palms against his shoulder, trying to shove him off.
“You have to learn how to control yourself.” He skimmed the surface of her breast with his mouth, planting light kisses on her dimpled skin. His fingers skillfully worked her clit and she felt the pleasure and heat gather around her nether region as her heart raced. To her embarrassment, she felt herself spreading her legs, awarding him better access as he quickened his pace. As the pleasure threatened to overcome her, she moaned and gasped, sinking her fingernails into his chest. He hissed and pinched at her clit, and she couldn’t hide the effect it was having on her.
“Oh God,” she panted, embarrassed yet utterly satisfied. Her tensed muscles relaxed as she let the sensation slowly overwhelm her. Anthony sat back on his heels in a smirk as she caught her breath.
As she gained control of herself, Gianna felt a surge of anger at her traitorous body that had gained so much pleasure at his ruthless hands. Taking him completely by surprise, she splashed a stream of water, grinning as it caused him to splutter. She rose out of the tub before he could stop her and wrapped a towel around her bare form.
“And where do you think you’re going?” he coughed, as she half ran to her suitcase.
“I am getting dressed,” Gianna announced, her voice haughty in order to cover the embarrassment she felt. She searched through her possessions for suitable attire and screamed as a pair of strong arms was wrapped around her waist. Dismayed, she watched her towel drop and found herself suspended in the air for a moment before she came into contact with the wall. He pressed himself against her, covering her tiny form with his huge body. She could feel the hardness between his legs and stiffened as she guessed at what was to come.
“I seem to have forgotten one important thing,” he murmured as he nuzzled against her neck, causing her to