Page 17 of Vanished in Vegas

“Did you plan on kidnapping me at the wedding?”

“What?” I laughed and shook my head. “No. Didn’t know you were who you were until a few minutes ago.”

“And who am I?”

Her question surprisingly made my heart skip a few beats. It wasn’t like me to be nervous to speak my mind. However, there was just something about Sofia. She had been on my mind constantly since Miami. I even debated on digging up information on her then flying to wherever she lived andcoincidentallyrunning into her.

We hadn’t known each other for long, but the short amount of time I had known her had made me want to be a better man. She made me uneasy about being who I was and the life I lived.

“Earth to you,” Sofia waved her hand in front of my face.

“Tino Romano’s niece,” I replied cooley.

“I see.” Her eyebrow raised. “So you meant to kidnap me to do what exactly?”

“To come to an understanding with your uncle.”

“What’d the dick do now?” she muttered, rolling her eyes and uncrossing her arms.

“Nothing that can’t be fixed by a little family persuasion.”

“And that’d be me?” I nodded in response. “What do you plan on doing to me?”

Her soft words coming from her plush lips made my dick jerk hard. Fuck. She was so fucking sexy.

I adjusted in my seat.

“Ignoring me on purpose?” she mused.

“Trying to behave, if you must know.” When her cheeks reddened again, I chuckled. “You asked.”

“Behave?” she sucked in a sharp breath.

I nodded and looked down at my hard-on that was pressing against the inside of my slacks. Sofia’s eyes lowered down to my pants. Her eyes widened and she bit her bottom lip before looking back up at me.

“See my problem?” I smirked.

“Looks like a verybigproblem,” she whispered. Her tongue ran across her bottom lip. My dick throbbed at her seductive gesture.

“A problem that seems to happen only when you’re around,” I admitted.

“Is it wrong of me to want to help you with that problem…” Her eyes met my gaze. “even though you kidnapped me?”

“What if I apologized sincerely? Would that make helping me with my problem easier for you?”

“Fuck,” she moaned. Her chest raised and lowered as her breaths quickened. The desire in her eyes made me want to pin her against the nearest wall and fuck her senseless.

“If you keep looking at me like that, I’m going to forget my manners, Sofia.”

“Mmm,” she moaned. “Promise?”

“Fuck,” I groaned, gripping my knees to keep myself grounded. I was on the brink of forgetting all logic. Tino’s niece or not, I needed Sofia Romano like I needed air.

“Going to make me make the first move?” she asked, standing up then straddling my waist. Her arms wrapped around my neck and she ground down against my dick.

“Fuck, Baby,” I moaned squeezing her ass with both of my hands. “You’re so fucking sexy.”

“Antonio, I need you,” she whispered warmly against my ear.

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