his muscles so deep he looked like a statue. His pecs were hard and wide, and his narrow waist was a complex display of rivers and mountains of muscle.
Now it was no surprise he could get laid whenever he wanted.
“Christina.” He undid his jeans and dropped them to the floor so he was in only his boxers.
I didn’t focus on the outline of his erection through the material because I was stunned by what he said. “Christina?”
His knees hit the bed, and then he leaned down to a kiss woman beside me.
A woman I hadn’t noticed because I’d been too focused on him.
He kissed her hard on the mouth then pulled her panties down her long legs.
I was in too much shock to move.
This asshole brought me here for a threeway?
After he finished kissing her, he moved over me and grabbed one of my heels to slip it off.
I yanked my foot out of his grasp. “Are you kidding me right now?”
He stilled on top of me, his eyes narrowing on my face.
I’d already had to talk myself into sleeping with him in the first place, but there was no way in hell I could talk myself into a threeway. It would do nothing to further my agenda anyway. I was just another body in a bed to fulfill his fantasies. There was no intimate connection that would allow me to manipulate him. I would be kicked out first thing in the morning, or I wouldn’t even make it through the night. He wouldn’t pay any attention to me ever again. I would be another notch on his belt before he moved on to the next. He probably wouldn’t even remember this night in a few weeks.
I pushed him hard in the shoulder so he rolled over onto his back. “You’re such a pig. The biggest fucking pig I’ve ever met.” I got to my feet and stormed out of the bedroom, furious that my plan was going to shit. If I couldn’t sleep with him to get my way, and I didn’t have another trick up my sleeve, that meant I was completely out of ideas. I moved through the living room and headed to the elevator, not expecting him to stop me.
His loud footsteps sounded behind me, his bare feet hitting the hardwood. “What the fuck was that?”
I jammed my finger into the button before I turned around. “You bring me home to a threeway? Call me old-fashioned, but you should at least ask a woman first before you throw her into bed with another woman.”
“You’ve been following me for weeks. When am I ever with just one woman?”
I saw him make out with several, but I didn’t know he fucked multiple women at a time. “You’re disgusting.” I turned back to the elevator when the doors opened.
He snatched me by the arm and yanked me back.
I spun my wrist out of his grasp quickly then slapped down his hand before he could grab me again. “Don’t touch me.” I stepped inside the elevator.
He followed me and placed his body in between the doors so I couldn’t go anywhere. In just his boxers, he stared me down with ferocity, like my tantrum was pissing him the hell off. “I know what I like, and I’m not ashamed of it. Every man in the world wishes they could have what I have, but they aren’t man enough to make it happen. Just remember that the next time you screw someone. He may enjoy fucking you, but he would be much happier if there were two of you.”
I shook my head slightly, my disgust growing by the second. “Trust me, he wouldn’t be thinking that. Because I’m the kind of woman a man can barely handle on his own. I’m the kind of woman who doesn’t share. I’m the kind of woman who keeps his attention until I’m finally done with him. If you need two women in your bed every night, then you obviously haven’t met a single woman who can hold her own. That could have been me—but now you’ll never know.”
5
Cato
I lay between Christina and Stephanie, the floor-to-ceiling windows showing the bright lights of Florence. The Catholic church down the street was lit up every night, a guiding star to all the lost souls of this city—including me.
I didn’t stop that woman from walking out of my home.
No one talked to me that way.
But once the rage had passed and I’d fucked two beautiful women in my