Page 155 of Empire of Seduction

“Ti voglio bene, fratellone.” Paloma grabbed Enzo’s arm. “Now we’ll leave you two to it.”

“Wait, where are you going? Aren’t you flying back?”

Enzo shook his head. “I hired another private plane to take your men and Paloma to Paesano, then Buscetta and I will use it to return to Toronto. This one is all yours.”

The three of them disappeared through the exit, leaving me with just Maggie and the crew. “I can’t believe this,” I murmured as I pressed a kiss to her forehead. She was soft and sweet against me, exactly what I needed. “I’m very fucking glad to see you.”

“Paloma thought you might be. Something about violence making men horny.”

“That’s not why I’m glad to see you.”

Maggie nipped my jaw with her teeth. “Did you miss me today?”

“Of course. I couldn’t wait to get to Paesano to see you.’

“Signore D’Agostino,” the flight attendant interrupted. “Signorina Fiorentino. If you could both take your seats, we’ll be in the air shortly.”

I settled Maggie in a seat, then dropped down next to her. We buckled, then she reached over to clasp my hand tightly. Her thumb drew circles on my skin, her knees angled toward mine. “You’re okay? Everything went, you know, to plan?”

“Not a scratch on any of us. We’re fine.”

“Thank god. I was so worried. This is my first time with you going off to do your dirty work. I’m a dirty work virgin, I guess.”

Dai, this woman’s brain. Where did she think of these things? Lifting her hand to my mouth, I kissed the soft skin above her wrist. “Youwerea dirty work virgin. Not any longer.”

“True. I have to admit, it was good to have Paloma with me. She was calm and collected, looking flawless the whole time, so I figured everything was okay. She apologized to me, too.”

“Good. She’s my family and my consigliere, and you’re the most important person in my life. So you two need to get along.”

“I’ll try. She’s very protective of you, which I can understand. We actually have a lot in common, believe it or not. But seriously, give me the tea on her. Does she ever look rumpled or greasy? Because I’m having a hard time?—”

Leaning over, I caught her runaway mouth with mine. I didn’t want to talk about my sister or the bikers or anything else. I needed to feel this woman’s skin on me, the soft pull of her lips. The plane began to move, wheels turning as we headed toward the runway, but I kept kissing her, my lips sliding over hers again and again.

I lost track of time. As our tongues dueled, my body hummed with anticipation, hunger clawing inside my veins, an addict craving another hit. I felt reckless. Feverish and unfettered.

Mine.

I was never letting this woman go. We would fight and fuck and laugh together until I took my last breath, and I would lay the world at her feet. I would walk through the deepest pits of Hell just to make her smile.

When we came up for air, Maggie was halfway to sitting in my lap, our legs tangled up. Panting, she reached down to stroke my cock through the fabric of my trousers. My eyes fell closed as lust raced through me. “Fuck, I want you so badly.”

“I think it’s time to revisit the idea of the mile high club. Don’t you?”

“There’s no bedroom on this plane.”

“But there’s a lavatory.”

I was contemplating the logistics of this when Maggie unbuckled my seat belt. “Come on,” she said. “Hurry.”

“You don’t mind?”

She stood and tugged on my hand. “Vito, we had sex in a mausoleum yesterday. A private bathroom on a private jet is a step up from that, believe me.”

As I rose, the flight attendant appeared in the aisle. I made sure to block my erection from her by standing behind Maggie. The attendant was pure professionalism as she asked, “Signore, signorina. Would you care for a drink or a light snack?”

Before I could answer, Maggie started dragging me toward the rear of the plane, “Nope. We’re going to the lavatory to have sex. So if you have earbuds, now would be a great time to put them in!”

The attendant appeared startled for a brief second, but then nodded. “I will. Thanks for the warning.”

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