Page 37 of Let Me Love You


Font Size:  

“Never.” I reached for her, forgetting for a moment I was supposed to become the man I was before moving to Charlotte. I’d soon need to tear apart New York until I found the answers I needed.

She sat on my lap and hooked an arm around the back of my neck while her legs dangled off to the side.

My gaze wandered appreciatively over her. From her nipples poking through my white cotton shirt to her shapely legs. I skirted a finger up her smooth thigh, and she nudged her knees apart at my touch.

God, I’d wanted her last night and nearly had given in to stroking my cock while she watched. But I knew I’d wind up pulling her into the shower with me. And I’d been too angry, too upset to be gentle with her.

“Thank you for last night. You helped me in a way I didn’t know I needed,” I shared, doing my best to maintain my control now.

“That’s what friends are for,” she murmured as I cupped her cheek with my other hand, and she leaned into my touch.

“Maria?”

“Yeah?” She pointed her big brown eyes at me. So innocent. So beautiful.

“If you ever show your tits to another ‘friend’ of yours,” I began while sliding my hand down the tender column of her throat to swirl my thumb over her nipple, “they won’t be able to see after that,” I announced in a calm voice, unable to prevent the words from leaving my mouth, because when it came to this woman, I knew there was no going back. No watching her date. Absolutely no sharing.

“Oh, is that so?” She leaned back, maintaining eye contact, then ran her short nails over the ridges of my abdominal wall.

“That’s so.” My hand on her tit quickly changed course, finding her ass, and I squeezed, probably a bit roughly. But she spread open her legs even farther at the touch, and a small whimper escaped her lips. With everything going on, it was insane for me to want to hook her panties to the side to get a good look at her pussy, wasn’t it?

I drew my mouth near hers, on the verge of kissing her despite the fact I’d told her in the parking lot last night she’d need to know my past first before our lips touched.

Seconds away from shifting her so she straddled me while I plunged my tongue inside her mouth, I was stopped by a knock at the door.

Maria groaned at the interruption. “Probably Natalia checking to see if we’re awake.” She nuzzled her nose against my neck, and my dick twitched. “We could pretend we don’t hear her?”

“We shouldn’t worry her.” And I need to behave.

Maria untangled herself from me and stood at the next knock. “I guess you’re right.”

“Give me a second and just stay in here,” I said while standing. “Unless you want your sister to see you wearing my shirt.”

She blushed and fidgeted with the loose tee, and then I forced myself to go to the foyer to face Natalia.

I wasn’t sure what I’d say to her after she’d witnessed my disastrous state last night, and I’d been an asshole, nearly begging her husband to fight me to release some steam.

I went to the door as the bell rang. I didn’t check the peephole, and why would I?

So, when I swung the door open, the last thing I expected to see was three masked men, one of them wielding a bat.

TEN

Enzo

I shot my forearm out, and the bat slammed against it instead of hitting my face, but the other two men charged me in one fast movement, which sent me backward into the foyer, and I lost my balance and hit the wall behind me.

Maria’s startled gasp distracted my focus, and I twisted around to see her too damn close to the danger. “Get in my bedroom.” The punch to the side of my head snapped my attention back to two of the assholes, and they came at me hard.

I snarled, took a knee, and sent my weight forward to grab hold of one of them. I flipped him to his back, then, on my knees, sent a side kick to the second prick’s abdomen.

Before either man had a chance to react, I pivoted to locate Maria, finding the man with the bat climbing on top of her. A bat to her throat. A hand on her thigh. And a death wish I was about to grant.

The two men grabbed hold of me before I could go to her, and I used all my strength and adrenaline to wrench myself free and take them down. I was at Maria’s side seconds later, kneeling by her as I peeled the fucker from her body.

I had him on his back and under me. Blows and elbows to the face before I circled my hands around his throat, choking the life from him.

Growling out curses in both English and Italian, I kept at it until Maria cried out, “Enzo,” just as something hard pressed against my temple. “Don’t shoot him, please,” she begged.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com