The music poured sensually from the state-of-the-art speaker system arranged throughout the room. Giovanni watched Sabrina's reaction to the song he'd chosen. Her stricken expression gave him the answer he sought.

     "Dance with me, 'Bri."

     As she stood before him, staring uncomprehendingly into his eyes, Giovanni began to undress. 'In for a penny, in for a pound,' he reasoned. If he was to pay for his disobedience of Michael Corleone's orders, then it would be a punishment worthy of his crime.

     In little time he stood naked before her. His body ached for her. There was no way to disguise that fact. Not with his member so erect that it pressed upright against his stomach.

     "Will you?"

     His voice caressed her skin. Giovanni knew that his actions were unfair. But he didn't care. He advanced on the still silent woman until they were inches apart.

     Sabrina felt the male heat he generated. She knew that she should move away for both their sakes. Yet, she could not.

     Giovanni smiled a cruel, ironic smile. Sabrina's thoughts were as clear to him as if they had been his own. He reached behind her and slid the zipper down her expensive one of a kind gown. If he knew her as he did, she would be bare underneath, all except for- Giovanni smiled as the heavy material slid to the floor, leaving Sabrina unclothed except for her shoes and a tiny scrap of ivory silk.

     "Giovanni..." she pleaded, half-heartedly, "don't....."

     He paid her plaintive cry no mind, but instead swept her into his muscular arms and carried her to her bedroom, and the enormous bed she occupied alone.

     "That's not what you want, 'Bri," he taunted her. "I know what you want."

     He laid her atop the covers and gently removed the scrap of silk from her body. Giovanni parted her legs and climbed onto the bed. Reverently he lifted her left leg and draped it over one strong shoulder.

     "I know what you want," he repeated, draping her right leg over the other shoulder and positioning his body just so.

     "And I'm going to make sure," without warning he buried himself deep within her, "that you get it."