Sophia's POV
Every time we were together like this, I found myself searching for something more.
His injured arm hung useless at his side, wrapped in bandages. But his other hand gripped my hip, lifting me up and bringing me down onto him in a rhythm that left me breathless.
Does he feel anything when he looks at me like this?
In the dim light of the bedroom, with his dark eyes burning into mine, I could almost convince myself that he did. The way his jaw clenched when I tightened around him. The low groan that escaped his throat when I whispered his name. The possessive grip of his fingers digging into my flesh as if he couldn't bear to let me go.
"Vito—" I gasped as he drove deeper, hitting that spot that made stars explode behind my eyes.
His response was to pull me closer, his mo
