Italian Stallions by Karin Tabke, Jami Alden Page A

“Angie Dickenson?”
    “Yes.” She stopped in front of his desk and perched a stiletto encased foot on the corner. Her long coat fell away, revealing a smooth black silk stocking. “I have a piece of property in the Tenderloin I’m interested in selling.” She leaned forward. Looking deep into his eyes, she cocked her right brow and asked, “Do you know anyone who would be interested?”
    Gabe kept a straight face and nodded. Then walked around his desk and stopped several feet away from her. “I might. But my client would want a show of good faith.”
    All business, Gianna nodded and unbuttoned her long coat. She pulled it back, revealing her leg and the hint of the garter belt on her right leg. Gabe hissed in a breath.
    “Is that enough good faith?”
    He shook his head slowly. “I don’t think so, Miss Dickerson. My client has been burned. He’ll need more than a peek at the goods offered.”
    Gianna nodded again and this time let the coat fall from her shoulders to her hips. Her cleavage spilled out of her demi-cup bra. Gabe’s eyes darkened. She watched his nostrils flare. She liked what she did to him.
    “More,” he said, his voice low, almost hoarse.
    Gianna obliged and let the coat slip to her wrists, exposing her hips and panties. “Now, Mr. LaMotta, what will your client give me in return as a show of good faith?”
    Gabe moved closer. He reached out a hand and brushed the tops of her breasts with his fingertips. It was Gianna’s turn to hiss in a breath. Gooseflesh erupted in the wake of his fingers. She closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip. Just that little touch and her body reeled. She opened her eyes.
    Gabe slipped an arm around her waist and brought her hard against his chest. The coat dropped to the floor. Feeling bold and beautiful, Gianna leaned back and wrapped her right leg around his thigh, arching into him.
    “This.” His mouth slammed down to hers, and in that instant, he made her feel like the most desired woman on the planet. He pulled her tighter against him. His free hand rested on her thigh, his fingers caressing the silk stocking.
    His erection swelled against her hips. And Gianna trembled in excitement, anticipation, and a little fear of what she was about to do. But not enough to pull out and run.
    She tore her lips from Gabe’s and moved back against the desk. The hard edge bit into her bottom. The pain excited her.

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    G abe’s gaze raked Gianna’s curvy legs all the way down to her fire-engine red lacquered toes then back to her shapely calves to her full thighs. He licked his lips. Her honey-colored skin whet his appetite for more. She slid a finger under the satin crotch of her thong and moved it slightly aside. Glistening pink lips beckoned him closer. His blood quickened, filling his cock to capacity. When he looked into Gianna’s eyes she smiled but a deep flush flared across her cheeks. God, she was beautiful.
    He moved right into her, sliding his hands into her hair and pulling her up to his lips. His kiss was hard, possessive, and demanding. It left no question about what he wanted from her. Her lips clung to his, kissing him back fervently.
    He tore his lips away. Panting, he pressed his forehead to hers. “Gianna, are you sure?”
    Her big hazel-brown eyes glistened, and he thought for a minute she was going to cry. She nodded quickly and reached up to his lips. When he kissed her this time, he savored her lips. The honey taste and sweet smell of her, the smooth softness of them. He didn’t touch her below the neck, afraid that if he did, he would come in his pants and embarrass them both.
    But Gianna wanted more of him.
    She turned in his embrace and forced him against the desk. She swept everything off with a quick swipe of her hands.
    Gabe grinned. “You’re full of surprises, Gia.”
    She grabbed him by his tie and pulled him up to her, then straddled him on the desk. “You haven’t seen anything yet.”
    Gianna took a deep breath and told herself