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“Oh my,” I pant. I can feel him everywhere.
My hands are pressed against his chest and his muscles flex. He really is devilishly handsome. Emphasis on the devilish because I have a feeling he could ruin a woman with barely any effort.
When I slam down on him, a feral look crosses his face.
“Faster,” I plead, feeling my eyes roll into the back of my head when he slaps my ass before lifting me up and slamming me down.
My hands slide up to his shoulders, gripping him tight. His brown eyes find mine and my heart stops. Staring into a person’s eyes while having sex can be incredibly intimidating and intimate. I take in the beads of sweat on his forehead, the careful control in his expression, the crazed look in his eyes and it’s too much. So I look away, looking down to where his cock slowly enters me before retreating.
A groan rumbles in his chest and his control slips enough for me to start a pace of my own, bouncing on top of him and taking as much as I want. He places a hand under my jaw and draws my mouth to his, kissing me long and deep.
When he pulls away, he grips my ass once more and starts grinding his cock against my clit. Another hand snakes down and all the sensations nearly drive me wild.
“Do you want to come, blondie?” he asks.
I moan, too out of it to speak. He slaps my ass, wrenching a strangled yes from me. he leans forward and bites down on my bottom lip before powering upward and fucking me in a pace that destroys me.
“Oh fuck,” I nearly scream as I shatter, coming hard.
He lets out a guttural groan as well, his eyes falling shut as he comes. I feel him shudder beneath me. His hands are still around me and we ride out our orgasms together. When I can finally breathe I lift my head from his chest. His eyes are still closed and he looks so handsome, it makes my heart ache for a second. Then his eyes fly open and he looks alarmed.
I know why. That was insane. I can’t believe it happened either. Very slowly, I climb off him. I hate how shaky my legs are but I don’t let that stop me as I pull on my panties before hunting down the rest of my clothes. Tony watches quietly as I wear them and once I’m dressed, I finally find the courage to look at him again.
“I’m just going to go,” I say pointing at the exit.
He nods, in the time I was getting dressed, he has pulled his pants up. But he’s still shirtless. His dark hair is a mess and his chest is slick with sweat. I swallow at the sight.
“At least tell me your name,” he murmurs, voice husky.
“Sophia,” I tell him.
And after one last look I’m walking away. I briefly wonder if I’ll ever see him again. If I even want to.
CHAPTER5
Tony
I’m lying flat on my back staring up at my ceiling and trying to ignore the world. Or more specifically my phone which won’t stop ringing. It’s been two days and my family won’t stop texting and calling. Michael showed up yesterday after tracking me down and asked me to open the hotel room door. I told him to fuck off. He did because Mikey’s great at knowing when to give someone space. Roman on the other hand, is an annoying fucker who doesn’t give up.
When my phone dings with another text, I groan before getting my feet to grab it. There’s like twenty missed calls and two dozen texts. Most of them from Rome, some from Maria and a few from Rosa. It seems they’ve told the entire family. Maria’s not my mother but she’s pretty damn close to one and I adore her. And I’m sure she must be completely distraught at whatever going on. I wonder just how much she knows.
Then I realize I don’t even know much. A fact that is made abundantly clear from Roman’s texts.
You don’t even know everything, asshole. At least hear the full story before going on self-imposed exile. He wants to tell you the whole thing. And you need to hear him out.
I don’t want to see my father, or hear anything he has to say. But the next text has my jaw clenching.
It’s not just about you. Elena’s in a lot of pain as well. Stop being selfish and come home. He won’t tell us anything unless you’re here. And I want to know the whole story. So get your ass over here, Tony or I’ll make Mikey tell me where you are and come over to drag your ass back here myself.
Roman’s great at tough love. I sigh before grabbing my keys. I might as well hear the truth. And it’s not like hiding around here is doing me much good. The past two days all I’ve done is swim while also trying to think about anything else but what my father said. Frankly a part of me has a hard time believing it. The other part of me is scared to believe I’ve lived half my life thinking my mother abandoned me when in truth she didn’t.
I’m on my way.
When I arrive at the mansion, I’m not surprised to find them all gathered in the living room. Rosa’s not here. Elena’s seated beside her husband and she looks rough. My father’s seated apart from everyone else, in a chair in the corner. He doesn’t meet my eyes as I walk in. Michael’s leaning against the wall. He squeezes my shoulder as I pass in quiet support.
Maria’s here as well. I offer her a small smile as I take a seat on the couch at her side.
“Was I holding up the party?” I ask, because I tend to default to humor in uncomfortable, awkward situations.
