Chapter 316

If Chloe sought to return some semblance of propriety to this conversation by covering herself, then she was achieving the opposite, Gregorio acknowledged ruefully, noting that Chloe’s long legs were still enticingly naked beneath the thigh-length garment.

"What do you do in circumstances like this, Gregorio?" She challenged him. "Give yourself half a notch on the bedpost rather than one?"

He looked at her darkly. "I don’t think insulting me is going to help this situation," he said.

"You think that was insulting?" She came back shrilly. "Let me assure you, Gregorio, where you’re concerned, I haven’t even begun!"

"No one forced you into responding, dammit!" Gregorio lost his temper; the ache in his own arousal—his unfulfilled arousal!—was still throbbing painfully.

"Oh, I might have known you would throw that in my face!" Chloe came back furiously. But what chance did I have of refusing when the great lover, the practiced seducer Gregorio Di Costa, decided to turn all his considerable