Free Leah's Seduction: 2 (Gianni and Leah - Leah's Seduction) by Emily Jane Trent

to steel, she wanted to scream out.
    Instead, her breath came in gasps, and her body shook. Repressing it, and trying not to let on what was happening, intensified the experience. As the shivers lessened, Leah’s panting slowed. Her muscles relaxed, but her skin was still warm.
    Gianni waited.
    When she had the strength, Leah sat up and put her hands in her lap. Still feeling awkward, she didn’t speak, just tried to get it together. Alone in the dark corner, she realized that no one had looked her way. Likely her public orgasm had gone unnoticed. She was glad the table blocked the view of what she had been doing.
    “I like it when you obey me,” Gianni said. “Remember that.”
    Leah looked at him.
    “I didn’t think you wanted me to spank you in front of everyone.”
    No, she didn’t. But the thought was exciting. Leah looked away, lest she encourage him.
    As if knowing what it had taken for her to comply with his wishes, Gianni stood and came over to her. When she rose, he held her in a warm embrace. “Pull your panties up,” he said. “We’re leaving.”
    With Gianni in front of her and the wall at her back, Leah wasn’t visible to the crowd. She reached under her dress and pulled up her panties, then readjusted her dress. She looked up at him, but Gianni said nothing more. He put his arm around her and guided her away from the party, out to the elevator.
    The floors of the building under the event venue were part of a hotel. It seemed Gianni had booked a room, and already had the key. Without visiting the lobby, he went directly to the suite. Leah noticed a bodyguard not far behind them, but he stayed in the hall when they entered the room.
    Outside the windows, the buildings were lit against the night sky. The hotel was lodged into the heart of the area, surrounded by activity. Yet inside the room it was completely quiet. The suite had several rooms, and Leah walked across the carpet to look out the window.
    She was still a little weak, and she took a deep breath. The city did look beautiful at night. Gianni stood behind her and put his hands at her waist. He had a way of touching her that was exciting. She leaned back against his shoulder.
    “I want you, Leah,” he said. “I knew I would be too impatient to make the trip to my condo. I hope you don’t mind a hotel.”
    She turned in his arms. “Not at all.” She wrapped her arms around his waist. “Is it big enough for you?”
    “The room?”
    Leah laughed. He let her go, and she looked at the accommodations. “The presidential suite?”
    Gianni smiled. “The honeymoon suite.”
    “Ah,” she said. “Do you have something in mind?”
    He watched her, clearly amused. “Yes, you know I do. But they didn’t have the ‘forbidden sex suite’ available.” He paused. “So this will have to do.”
    Leah kicked off her shoes and dug her toes into the thick carpet. She glanced at the bottle of wine that had been left for them. That was the only clue Gianni needed. He removed his jacket, shoes, and socks. Then his belt.
    As he walked over to the wine, he loosened his tie. Before locating the glasses, he dragged the tie from around his neck and dropped it on the table. After pouring two glasses of red wine, he sat next to Leah on the sofa, and then looked out at the night scene.
    “Lovely,” she said.
    “You are.” Gianni turned to look at her, but Leah kept her eyes on the window. She shouldn’t have been embarrassed by his flattery, but she was.
    She sipped her wine, and Gianni didn’t say anything for a few minutes. The wine tasted good, and the quiet was nice. The music had been loud, and Leah didn’t prefer crowds. Glancing down, she saw Gianni digging his feet into the plush carpet, and found the sight irresistibly sexy.
    “You need to get used to it, you know.”
    His words could mean many things. Get used to public sex? To him? To his luxury lifestyle? But she hadn’t guessed what he really meant. Turning to look at him, she said,