was preferred. It was less awkward than just double dating with Vee and her new beau, Vittoro Esposito.
He’d checked with Ella to be sure it was okay with her. Not surprisingly, she’d agreed, excited to go dancing. Not one to hold a grudge, Ella wanted to interact with Violetta in a social setting. She’d assured Adam that she believed his assurances that she had nothing to fear from Vee. Knowing that Violetta had been a part of his life for so long, Ella preferred to get to know her, disliking feeling excluded.
One of the things he found so endearing about Ella was her good heart. She was pure, and loved without reservation. Adam was bound to her, heart and soul. Ella was his true love and he would do nothing to hurt her. If he thought Vee would be damaging, he would sever the relationship. But Ella had convinced him that she wanted to get to know Violetta, and as well as she could, understood what she’d been through.
Adam’s passion for Ella consumed him. He craved her beyond all reason, and could never get enough. He never would. She was more beautiful than she realized, though he told her often. And the fire of her passion aroused feelings in him beyond what he’d ever imagined. Their intimate moments together touched him deeply, and he felt closer to Ella than he thought possible. She completed him, made him whole. Without her, life would be intolerable.
He wore single-pleat slacks in a camel color with a fitted white short-sleeved shirt. The sleeves tapered to fit just above the bulge of his bicep. He’d slipped on his comfortable suede shoes and dabbed gel in his hair. A splash of cologne was the last touch, and he was ready. Italian breeding taught him to dress well. But for dancing he had to be comfortable, so a suit wasn’t an option. In fact, the black tuxedo tie Ella had rubbed across her belly as he’d undressed after the recent formal event, was the only tie Adam could remember ever wearing.
Exiting his separate dressing room, he took the few steps to the master suite and knocked on the door. “Almost ready?”
He heard the click of heels on the cheerywood floor before the door opened and Ella stepped into the hall. Adam whistled, causing Ella to blush. Wearing a royal blue dress, clinging to her breasts and ribs, and over her hips, she looked delectable. Her shoulders were bare except for the thin straps, more an accessory than anything. The way the bodice of the dress stretched tightly over her curves there was no chance of it falling down. The skirt of the dress flared into light ruffles, giving her leg room for dancing. Even with the high heels, he still looked down at her.
She wore the blue garnet necklace he’d given her, and just the sight of it caused his cock to stir beneath his pants. Recalling her naked with nothing on but the necklace was something he’d never forget. Wearing the necklace, she exuded grace, beauty, and sexuality. He wanted to slowly strip every shred of clothing off of her, leaving only the blue garnets against her bare skin.
“We’re going dancing, right?”
Ella’s innocent comment didn’t fool him. He’d seen her blush and knew the look in her eye. Her emotions weren’t hard for him to read. “Yes, and we better go. Seeing you in that dress has me hard for you. I won’t be able to resist the urge to rip it off, if we don’t get out of here. In public, you might be safe,” he teased.
Adam touched the soft brown curls flowing over her shoulders, and gazed into her big brown eyes. Pulling her into a possessive embrace, he said, “Just remember, you’re mine tonight. You’ll have plenty of male attention in that tight dress, so I’ll have to keep my eyes on you.”
Ella put her fingertips lightly on his cheek, making his blood race. “I’m not likely to forget. I don’t want any other man. But the same goes for you. Don’t be drooling over any of the other women tonight. And I know Violetta will outdo all of us. She probably looks gorgeous in
He’d checked with Ella to be sure it was okay with her. Not surprisingly, she’d agreed, excited to go dancing. Not one to hold a grudge, Ella wanted to interact with Violetta in a social setting. She’d assured Adam that she believed his assurances that she had nothing to fear from Vee. Knowing that Violetta had been a part of his life for so long, Ella preferred to get to know her, disliking feeling excluded.
One of the things he found so endearing about Ella was her good heart. She was pure, and loved without reservation. Adam was bound to her, heart and soul. Ella was his true love and he would do nothing to hurt her. If he thought Vee would be damaging, he would sever the relationship. But Ella had convinced him that she wanted to get to know Violetta, and as well as she could, understood what she’d been through.
Adam’s passion for Ella consumed him. He craved her beyond all reason, and could never get enough. He never would. She was more beautiful than she realized, though he told her often. And the fire of her passion aroused feelings in him beyond what he’d ever imagined. Their intimate moments together touched him deeply, and he felt closer to Ella than he thought possible. She completed him, made him whole. Without her, life would be intolerable.
He wore single-pleat slacks in a camel color with a fitted white short-sleeved shirt. The sleeves tapered to fit just above the bulge of his bicep. He’d slipped on his comfortable suede shoes and dabbed gel in his hair. A splash of cologne was the last touch, and he was ready. Italian breeding taught him to dress well. But for dancing he had to be comfortable, so a suit wasn’t an option. In fact, the black tuxedo tie Ella had rubbed across her belly as he’d undressed after the recent formal event, was the only tie Adam could remember ever wearing.
Exiting his separate dressing room, he took the few steps to the master suite and knocked on the door. “Almost ready?”
He heard the click of heels on the cheerywood floor before the door opened and Ella stepped into the hall. Adam whistled, causing Ella to blush. Wearing a royal blue dress, clinging to her breasts and ribs, and over her hips, she looked delectable. Her shoulders were bare except for the thin straps, more an accessory than anything. The way the bodice of the dress stretched tightly over her curves there was no chance of it falling down. The skirt of the dress flared into light ruffles, giving her leg room for dancing. Even with the high heels, he still looked down at her.
She wore the blue garnet necklace he’d given her, and just the sight of it caused his cock to stir beneath his pants. Recalling her naked with nothing on but the necklace was something he’d never forget. Wearing the necklace, she exuded grace, beauty, and sexuality. He wanted to slowly strip every shred of clothing off of her, leaving only the blue garnets against her bare skin.
“We’re going dancing, right?”
Ella’s innocent comment didn’t fool him. He’d seen her blush and knew the look in her eye. Her emotions weren’t hard for him to read. “Yes, and we better go. Seeing you in that dress has me hard for you. I won’t be able to resist the urge to rip it off, if we don’t get out of here. In public, you might be safe,” he teased.
Adam touched the soft brown curls flowing over her shoulders, and gazed into her big brown eyes. Pulling her into a possessive embrace, he said, “Just remember, you’re mine tonight. You’ll have plenty of male attention in that tight dress, so I’ll have to keep my eyes on you.”
Ella put her fingertips lightly on his cheek, making his blood race. “I’m not likely to forget. I don’t want any other man. But the same goes for you. Don’t be drooling over any of the other women tonight. And I know Violetta will outdo all of us. She probably looks gorgeous in
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