Page 25 of Claimed By the Possessive Mafia Prince
“Did you…”
“What?” he says when I trail off.
“Forget about it.”
“I can’t now.”
I swallow. “At the table–did you know what you were doing?”
He leads us toward a collection of palm trees. We walk into the shade, away from the beach. It feels like our own private little space.
His hands slide over my hips effortlessly. I know this is going to get complicated, and I’m not looking for a relationship… And I definitely did not consider hooking up as a perk of this job.
But I can’t lie. This, here, it’s… not unpleasant.
“Anything I can do to make you feel less grumpy, I’ll do.”
“Like feel me up under the table, huh?”
He leans down, his breath moving over me. “I didn’t hear you complaining.”
I turn my face away.
“Would one kiss be the end of the world?” he says seductively.
“I don’t want to give you the wrong idea.”
“What idea would that be?”
“That anything is happening here.”
His hands tighten on my hips, sending warm sunshine coursing through my body. “Oh–nothing’s happening?”
He gets closer and closer. I know I should stop. I know I need to focus on my career, and this can only complicate things.
When our lips touch, another shimmer runs through my body, like a wave of sunlight dancing over me. The kiss doesn’t last long. Maybe a few seconds. But it feels much longer.
A moan escapes me as I sink against him, digging my fingernails into his firm chest. He answers my noise of pleasure with a groan of his own, sliding his hands down my body.
He grips my hips, pulls me close.
He’s already hard, an urgency pressing through the fabric of my dress that makes me want to give in. But then panic strikes me. I push against him gently, meaning to shove him away, but he’s too strong. I end up pushing myself backward instead.
“I-I have to go,” I stutter.
“Siena.”
“Don’t make a big deal out of this.”
I turn and walk away. He mutters something. It sounds like,but it is a big deal. I can’t be sure.
“Pardon?” I say, turning.
His intense eyes glare. “I thought you had to go.”
I turn and keep walking.
CHAPTER 10
