The lost Mexican-Italian mafia princess

Chapter 19: Maybe something after

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After grabbing my things to change for the club I quietly went through the back door and met Stefano, Paris and some other guards. "Tell me Paris how does it feel to be 32?" I said in a teasing tone.

 "Shut up I might be 32 but I don't look the part and definitely don't feel it either."

 "You know I'm just playing with you" I looked over to my side to find Stefano staring at me and we made eye contact then looked away.

 After about 15 minutes of driving we arrive at a Club named "Exotic Late Nights" on full blast. 

"It's time to party and hook up wit random strangers and have mind blowing stranger sex." I laugh at Paris' comment while Stefano just shrugs it off. 

When we walk in the smell of alcohol and sweat lingers in the air. Paris and I walk off to the front of the bar and each order a shot of tequila. "TO THE BIRTHDAY GIRLLLLLLL." We downed the shot of tequila. We went to the dance floor and danced for what seemed like hours. Paris is a lightweight so she had to sit down for a bit to sober up. I on the other hand don't get drunk easily and I stopped drinking so much so after a couple of shots of tequila I started drinking club soda meaning I'm as sober as one can be but I was drunk on the ecstasy, on the music.

The song Mr. Saxobeat was playing slowed down

 I was swaying my hips sensually to the music when I felt a pair of hands on my hip. I turned around and I saw a very handsome guy, blonde hair brown eyes tallish. He smiled down at me and I smiled back. We didn't exchange words but we just kept dancing. A couple seconds later I feel a hand grab me and drag me off the dance floor to a hallway in the club. 

"What the fuck." I see two strong arms cage me in against the wall and a face very close to mine. 

"What is it that you think you are doing"

 "I'm having fun what does it look like I'm doing" 

"by dancing with random guys who could easily be dangerous."

 "Please I can take care of myself you seriously think would come to a club full of drunk guys without protection." 

"How you don't have your purse and that dress doesn't have pockets." He looked at me with a confused look so I lifted up my dress revealing a stap with a dagger attached to it. 

"See I'm not stupid, but it's not the 'danger' is it it was Stefano it was the fact that I was swaying my hip and dancing on another guy, that-that is what ticked you off." By the time I had finished my sentence our lips were centimeters apart and if any of us moved our lips would touch, our breathing was heavy and the tension was unbearable. 

"Your mine." 

With that his lip crashed into mine. It took me a couple of seconds to register what was going on but I kissed him back with just as much force and passion. He moved his hands to hold my hips and my hands wrapped around his neck. I combed my hands through his hair and tugged on it making him groan, escape his throat and vibrate though my body making a small moan escape my mouth. He grabbed my thighs and pushed me up, I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his waist. He started walking but I don't know where and I felt a door swing open. He sat me down in what I believe is a sink from a bathroom. Once I was settles on the bathroom sink I wrapped my legs firmly around his waist and made his body move as close as can bodies be. Our bodies felt perfect together so closes, it felt like our bodies were made to be together. As i pressed him more against my body with my left I felt his bulge against my panties. 

"Come home with me." 

Was the first thing that Stefano said out of breath when we broke apart from the kiss to catch out breath.