Alessia Mancini
I leaned in close, my lips barely brushing Giovanni's ear. The scent of his cologne - sandalwood and spice - enveloped me, making my head swim. I fought to keep my voice steady as I whispered:
"Two can play at that game, mio leone. Let me tell you exactly how I plan to drive you wild tonight."
I felt him tense slightly, his fingers tightening almost imperceptibly around mine. Good. I had his full attention now.
"First," I breathed, "I'm going to tease you mercilessly. Brush against you 'accidentally.' Let my dress ride up just a little too high when I cross my legs. Trail my fingers along your thigh under the table."
A sharp intake of breath was my only indication that my words were having their intended effect. I continued, my voice low and husky:
"Then, when we're a
