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TEN
Journey
True to his word,Enzo was at my place in twenty minutes. My bag was packed by the door; having no idea what to bring was hard. Which meant I overpacked and the one bag I thought I would need turned into two. Enzo didn’t blink when he picked up the one, grabbing the handle with the other suitcase on wheels while I stayed close to his side the entire time per his instructions.
We left the city and headed towards the outskirts, a twenty-five-minute drive from where I live. I watched the pretty sky as we drove away from the noise and flashing lights that makes Las Vegas what it is. You see, the last time I came to Nico’s house, the sun had long since set. There wasn’t the rich view of the desert, like I’m seeing now.
“This is not what I remember from the last time I came out,” I tell Enzo. It was funny when he loaded me into the monstrous black-on-black SUV. I’m talking tinted windows, black paint, black interior. I was placed in the backseat, which made me feel awkward, like he was a chauffeur when I know he’s Nico’s friend, family, and business partner in a different kind of way.
“That’s because that wasn’t his house; it was a rental until. This one was finished to his specifications.” There’s a wrought-iron gate Enzo pulls up to. Two guards are placed on the outside. I’m sure they’re armed to the teeth, not blinking as we pull through after he presses a button. It’s then that I see Nico’s house. My brother and Celeste are no slouch in their ridiculously amazing condo. Our parents have a nice house, too. Gone is the trailer we once grew up in, a new home in its place. And I’ve even been to Nico’s family’s house. It still leaves me with my mouth hanging open. There’s a terracotta brick driveway that you can hear beneath the tires, what looks like multiple levels, until we round the side of the house. Enzo presses another button, opening the garage before pulling in. My eyes pop out of my head even more. This is kind of ostentatious and another side I’ve never seen of Nico. There are three cars, his black SUV much like the one I’m in now, a black sports car similar to something like Wylde would drive, and beside it is the sheer beauty of a vehicle in such perfect condition that you only see it up for auction for so much money it could match the amount of a house.
“Jesus, have I been living under a rock? I mean, I know Nico came to my place a lot, but have I really been that dense?” The words tumble from my lips, worried that maybe I’ve been self-centered this entire time. I mean, I’m sure that’s not the case, right? Nico hasn’t said a peep about moving, another dimension I’ve yet to uncover.
“No, he’s only been in this place a week or so with the way things have been going. Nico’s been busy.” I hold back rolling my eyes. Enzo is definitely team Nico in every way that counts, which hey, no problem, man. I’m just talking out loud when I shouldn’t be. Lesson learned.
“Ah.” I choose to remain silent. The garage is still open when Enzo puts the vehicle inPark. I attempt to open my door with no luck. “Um, you want to press the unlock button so I can get out?”
“No, Miss Hayes, please wait till Nico or myself help you out.” I sit back in my seat, eyes still focused on the pristine Shelby Mustang and not everything that has me questioning the reason I’m here or why I’m with Nico. A restless Journey is likely going to make all kinds of ideas pop into my mind, like why all of a sudden is Nico taking me out when we’ve kept this relationship a secret of sorts to protect me as well as himself? Is there a reason that I’m here hours early, and now I’m stuck in this vehicle until Enzo or Nico deems it okay for me to step out? It’s all so weird.
“I’ve got her, Enzo. You can head out.” The door is open, pulling me out of my thoughts.
“Hey.” My voice catches when I take in the fact that Nico is shirtless, droplets of water clinging to his chest, hair damp from what I’m assuming was a shower, though it could have been from the pool I’m sure he has with the size of his house. My hands itch to slide along his skin, feel the heat beneath my palms while having his lips on mine.
“I’ll grab her bags and place them inside, then; I’ll be gone for the day. Tony is going to deal with the donations later this week.” It seems Nico has everything under control, which makes the stupor I’m currently under become clearer.
“Thank you, Enzo,” I tell him. Nico’s hands go to my waist as I move to get out of the SUV, him helping me down and pressing me against him.
“You’re welcome, Miss Hayes,” Enzo states.
“Vita mia, come with me.” It’s not a question. There’s something he needs from me, and while I should question the hell out of every aspect of our lives, I don’t. I feel like a lamb being led to slaughter with doubts plaguing my mind even though I know Nico wouldn’t purposely hurt me.
ELEVEN
Nico
“Nico,slow down. I’m not going anywhere.” I’m fucking this up, I know I am. All of this could backfire on me. Hell, I’d be surprised if it doesn’t. Even with the quick wit that I have going for me, the way I’m practically dragging her around, needing her lips beneath mine, wanting to drive my cock so deep inside her she doesn’t know where she begins and I end, Journey’s not an idiot. It’s not stopping me, though.
“I know you’re not. I’ll never let anyone take you away from me.” It’s not long after I walked through the door earlier, but this time it’s with her beside me, my arm wrapped around her waist, guiding her through the laundry room off the garage that leads to the kitchen, attempting to calm my dick down. Something Enzo surely doesn’t need to see, and I won’t allow him or any other fucker to see either.
“Nico.” Journey, fuck, she’s full of desire judging by the tone of her voice to her aching body. The fabric of her top gives me and anyone who walks inside my house the indication that she’s ready for us to be alone.
“Later. I’ll hit the alarm on the way out. If you need me, I’ll be in the guest house.” My eyes aren’t on him, though. They’re on the green-eyed beauty who can weaken me with just one look. My hand is still locked on her hip, her lips plump and ready to be wrapped around my cock.
“Thanks.” The second Enzo drops the bags to the ground, hits the alarm button, and walks out the door, I’m on the prowl, backing her up until she’s against the bar in the kitchen, knowing I need one taste of her to hold me over until I can get her in my bed, naked, hands bound above her head, begging me to make her come.
“Kiss me, please,” she begs after the door shuts. My lips seal hers, tongue lashing out against her lower one the second she moans, allowing me entrance. Both of my hands hold Journey’s neck, moving us so her back is against the wall. I hate she’s wearing any clothes, reminding me of the way she teased me earlier today about not wearing anything except a trench coat. I almost hoped she would. A few movements of our bodies, the head of my cock could be at her entrance, and I could be slamming inside her.
Journey’s hands move down from their place against my chest, sliding beneath the waistband. Soft hands find my length, squeezing it tightly in her grasp, exactly how I like it. “I want to taste you, please, Nico,” she begs, breaking away from my lips.
“Not this time. You want to wrap those cherry-red lips of yours around my cock, you’ll do it while your pussy is on my face, letting me taste you while you do the same.” Her green eyes shine brighter than their usual hue and are laced with desire. I knew that thought alone would have her ready to come. I can see her nipples pebble against the green tank top, the painted-on jeans hugging her curves, watching her legs rub against one another.
“Whatever we do, it needs to happen soon,” she tells me. It’s then I notice she’s as worked up as I am. I might not be able to see the wetness I’m sure is coating the lips of her pussy.
“Bedroom, now.” My hands grip her hips, picking her up off the ground, shoes falling from her feet as she wraps her thighs around my waist. I’m cursing myself for not getting rid of our clothing before feeling Journey’s hot center rubbing against my lower stomach, hitting my cock with each step of the stairs. The feel of her lips on my neck, the tiny nibble she takes with every soothing lash of that sweet little tongue, it’s only making the need building inside me that much deeper.
“I’d be upset about not getting the grand tour along with our talk if you hadn’t used this to sway my intentions.” She lowers her hips, notching my cock right where she needs it, rocking on it. I almost stutter in my steps along the staircase but somehow manage to keep us from falling.
“You’ll get it all, but first, you have a face to sit on, and I have a pussy to eat.” We round the corner to my bedroom just in time. The way her thighs clench around me, I know it’s only a matter of time until she comes from rubbing herself along my cock.
