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“For what?”
It was unexpected to see a different side of him. “Actually caring about me.”
“Surprised?”
My lips parted. “Yeah.”
“Me too.”
“Can I kiss you?” I struggled for a breath.
“You don’t have to ask to kiss your husband.”
Grinning, I ran a hand up his chest, leaned up to capture his lips, nibbling on his bottom lip, and sucking it into my mouth. Feeling his strong arms wrap around me, lifting me up, I automatically wrapped my legs around his waist. Placing me on top of his desk, I reached down to unbuckle his pants.
“We can’t.” He grasped my hands, together.
Out of breath, I asked, “Why?” I whined, wanting to taste it in my mouth.
“Your Uncle, remember? You're supposed to go and find the papers.”
“Right. That way we can get the fake marriage over with faster.” I snatched myself from his hold, trying to push him away and jump down.
His eyes darkened, and he lifted his hand around my throat, making me weak at the knees and feeling aroused at his dominance.
“Did I say you could get down?” He pecked me on the chin, then my forehead.
Closing my eyes, I whispered, “No.” I shuddered at the aggressiveness in his commanding voice.
“When we get the papers and look everything over, we can talk about us.”
His touch.
His voice.
His intelligence all turns me on.
“For real.”
Vincenzo fingers run up my thigh, split in between my legs, pushing up my skirt, only my panties between us, hovering his thumb over my panty line.
“You want me to touch her?” He studied.
“Yes.” The way my legs automatically spread wider shocked me.
He grinned, kissed me on the mouth, and removed his hands. “Later. Right now, we need to handle business.”
“Uhm, what are you doing?” I jumped off the desk, practically following him out of the office in a huff.
“Go get dressed and meet me in the car. We have work to do.” He smacked me on the ass.
“Vincenzo!” I shouted.
He laughed with his back to me. Rena and Cora came from the living room, glanced at me, and burst into laughter.
“He's an asshole like his brothers,” Rena quipped, and I couldn’t do anything except turn and go upstairs to get dressed to leave for my uncle's house.
An hour later, we pulled up to Uncle Cono’s house. Vincenzo hadn’t taken his hand off my thigh. Every time I knocked it down, he put it right back, and I sucked my teeth, irritated by him teasing me earlier.
