Sweet Temptation by Cora Reilly

Cassio tried to catch Daniele’s eyes. The boy had definitely perked up
hearing about the beach. “What do you think, Daniele? We can build sandcastles
like last time.”
Daniele gave a small shrug, which was something.
Cassio and I took the children to bed after dinner. Cassio put Simona down
in her crib while I helped Daniele change. It was easier that way. Daniele didn’t
get as upset, and so shortly before he was supposed to sleep that was for the best.
I covered him with his blanket when he lay in bed and tousled his hair. “Loulou
will love the beach.”
Daniele’s mouth tugged into a small smile. Then his gaze darted to
something behind me. He bit his lower lip. A shadow fell over us and a moment
later, Cassio bent down and kissed Daniele’s forehead. “Sleep tight.”
I stood and with a last wave at Daniele, I extinguished the lights and closed
the door. I followed Cassio down the hallway, but before we could reach the
staircase, he turned to me, grabbed my neck, and kissed me deeply, stealing my
breath. My body sprang to life immediately as he pressed me into the wall, his
big palm on my breast, kneading, his hips grinding against me. He was hard,
digging into my belly insistently.
“Bed,” I whispered.
“Fuck no.”
I blinked but Cassio didn’t allow me to get my bearings. His mouth on mine,
he grasped my upper thighs and hoisted me up. “Right here. Against this wall.”
My eyes widened. Cassio bit down on my throat then lavished the spot with
his tongue. “What about Sybil?”
“Gone.” His growl vibrated against my skin. Holding me up with one
muscled arm, and the pressure of his strong body, he slipped his hand between
our bodies. The hiss of his zipper sent a shiver down my spine a moment before
he shoved my panties aside and entered me in one hard stroke. I arched, half in
pain, half in pleasure. It was the first time he took me without much preparation.
His mouth pressed against my ear. “Didn’t I tell you to stop wearing those
over-the-knee socks and ridiculous dresses?”
I met his gaze, grinding myself against him, chasing the pleasure even as my
body fought to accommodate Cassio’s length. “Is this my punishment?” My lips
teased up into a challenging smile.
Cassio’s grip on me tightened as he thrust up again, driving me against the
wall. I dug my heels into his lower back. “No, honey,” he rasped, and that word
warmed me like hot cocoa. “It’s a warning.”
I laughed. It wasn’t a good one. The words never left my lips because Cassio
started pounding into me, harder and deeper than before, forcing my body to
yield to him, and it did. Soon I was so slick around him, the wet sound of our
bodies joining filled the hallway. Cassio’s harsh kiss swallowed my cries of
release when I came in a violent shudder. He lowered me to the floor and my
legs almost gave out. “Down,” he ordered.
My eyes flashed up in indignation at the demand, but his dominant