**Victoria’s Point Of View**
“Keep your head down.”
“Massimo, I have to go to work.” I tried to argue even though my body was already arching into the position he wanted. I clutched the fabric of our bedsheet, loving the feel of it. With my ass pushed back against him, I wondered what he planned to do. Last night he’d been a total gentleman, he slept with a hard-on but didn’t make any moves to touch me after the massage.
But this morning, I can’t say he’s got the same gentleman vibes, he wants me and he’s not taking no. I haven’t even said no, so perhaps I’m to blame too.
He simply chuckled, leaning down to bite on my back. His hands rubbed over my thighs, stopping only above my ass. One had disappeared, and I heard some sounds. Like something is moving around. But when I try to peek,
