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Claim me the way he claimed my mouth. I wanted to feel it all over my body.Everywhere.
His hand moved down my neck, down my shoulder and cupped my right breast. The touch made me wet instantly and intensified the ache for him to touch me everywhere.
Through the silk fabric of my camisole top he ran his finger over the taut peak of my nipple while he caressed my breast with his palm.
I pressed into his hand, arching into the tender, yet needy touch, savoring and enjoying him touching me in such an intimate way.
Then he pulled away from my lips and released me, dropping his hand.
“It’s okay, you can touch me,” I assured him when I noticed the worry in his eyes.
“I can’t,” he answered breathlessly. He ran a hand over his beard and stood up.
“Why?”
“Jia, I should take you home now.” His eyes became guarded and he resumed that reserved look, as if the last few minutes had never happened.
I stood up too, feeling foolish. “What’s wrong with me?”
“Nothing… I just can’t.”
Before I could say another word he put out the fire, extinguishing the break I’d had in my time spent with him along with it and the doom came rushing back on me.
Chapter 12
Xander
I was such an idiot sometimes.
Sometimes I got myself in all manner of shit because I didn’t think first, or at all.
And, here was the fruit of my lack of thought. Reality.
My good friend reality was always there, knocking on the door.
We drove to her place in silence and I swear to God when I pulled up at her house and saw the men waiting outside I nearly, very nearly, continued driving past.
Like fuck, I very nearly did and I worried what I was bringing her back to.
It was late too, so not good, but it would have been much later if I’d lost my mind by the lake and taken her on her hands and knees like instinct told me to.
I wouldn’t have taken her to her home if that had happened. No way.
Right now though, it felt like a bad idea regardless of what had happened between us.
I was about to get out of the car when I pulled up but she got out and Armand came and took her, giving me a hard stare as he took hold of her arm.
She didn’t look back to me. I never expected her to because I’d shot her down the way I did.
“You can go now,” Vinny barked. He came up to my car and fisted the door.
Idiot. One of the worst things about this stupid job was having to put up with the shit.
If I didn’t have to, I would have gotten out of the car and rammed his face down his fucking throat. These guys – all of them – were complete pricks. Lucky for me I was a prick too. Just one who had to wait.
As soon as I drove off the phone rang on the dashboard.
Giovanni again.
