In His Presence (The Billionaire Loves Big Girls, Book 5)
Hotel tycoon Paolo Contini summons curvy beauty Alanna to Rome for the next lesson in her education as his submissive.
This is the fifth installment of the Billionaire Loves Big Girls series.
This 7,000-word erotic romance contains one sassy, confident interior designer, one smoking hot billionaire and some extremely graphic sexual content. Not suitable for readers under 18. More
Hotel tycoon Paolo Contini summons curvy beauty Alanna to Rome for the next lesson in her education as his submissive, and one very explicit phone call leaves her breathless with desire. But as Paolo's demands begin to have an effect on her everyday life, Alanna must make an important decision about where her priorities lie.
This is the fifth installment of the Billionaire Loves Big Girls series
Warning: This 7,000-word erotic romance contains one sassy, confident interior designer, one smoking hot billionaire and some extremely graphic sexual content. Not suitable for readers under 18.
Alluring aromas drifted from the open doors of bakeries, fashionably dressed Italians of all ages lingered in the sunshine outside trendy cafes, sipping espresso at pavement tables from impossibly tiny cups, and every shop window was filled with the kind of stylish furniture and clothes that drew my eye and made me stop every few yards.
I was entranced, and only the thought that Paolo was sitting waiting for me made me hurry to the cafe.
My heart stopped when I saw him sitting there. His Italian heritage made him look so at home here, with his elegantly cut pants and crisp white shirt, his dark eyes hidden behind his designer shades. The hint of grey at his temples gave him gravitas without making him seem old.
He smiled and leapt to his feet when he saw me.
He pulled out a chair for me and ordered me a latte and the most delicious almond pastry I had ever tasted.
"I can't believe I thought about not coming," I said.
"I knew you would," he said. God, I loved the way his so-brown-they-were-almost-black eyes crinkled up at the edges when he smiled.
He waved a piece of paper at me.
"Rome for two days, Paris for three, Amsterdam for two, London for two. The rest is up to you. We've got a lot to see. But there's something we need to do first. Did you obey my instructions?"
I looked him in the eye and told him the truth.
"Yes, Master. Every part of me aches for you, and not just physically. I was disappointed not to find you at the hotel."
That was as close as I had come to admitting that there was something deeper to my attraction to him. I felt vulnerable.
He cupped my face under the chin, leaning across the tiny round table and kissed me sweetly. He tasted of coffee and cinnamon.
I felt a rush of desire suffusing my body, making me dizzy. I could think of nothing else. I finished my coffee and waited for him to stand up.
I don't know how I made it back to the hotel. The strong coffee, the excitement of being in Rome and the shortened night's sleep had given me an impossible head rush, and my body was tingling all over.
The touch of Paolo's hand on my waist was driving me wild. I had never wanted anyone like this before.
We got inside the door and I leaned back against it, panting, desperate to feel his lips on mine, his tongue invading my mouth.
But he grinned and walked away.
"Master, I have been patient. I have waited since yesterday."
"And now you must wait some more. It is all part of your education."