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He stopped for a moment. His hands raced down my back while he contemplated my request, his cock still throbbing inside me. He pulled out of me and turned me around to face him.
“There’s only one thing the Silvani daughter is good for,” he whispered. He forced me back to my knees and pushed his cock into my mouth. I tasted my sweet excitement on him. “And that's to take a dick like this. In your dirty fucking mouth.” He shoved his cock so far down my throat I thought I'd swallow him.
I gagged, trying to fight back the bile that teased the top of my stomach. My eyes watered, tears falling against my will. He pulled himself from my throat and let me pant in front of him.
“Tell me what you are, Giovanna,” he commanded.
“I’m a dirty whore who’s only good for one thing. Sucking your cock.”
“I know you want more, desperate fucking Silvani,” he growled. “You don't deserve my cock but if I bend you over, I can almost forget that you’re Gia Silvani. I can almost pretend you’re someone worth my come.” He lifted me by my hair and bent me over. “But I fucking want to fill something up, and what better than Sylvester’s daughter? His sweet little girl is my goddamn whore. When was the last time you were fucked, Gia? I bet it’s been a while. You’re a frigid bitch that no one’s willing to get close to.”
I swallowed hard as his words struck deeper than I expected. Because he was right. People in the business thought I was frigid. Cold as ice. That was how I survived.
He pushed his cock inside me.
“I’m a useless whore,” I whispered. I moaned as he talked down to me. He wasn’t the only one with a messed-up childhood.
“Not totally useless, Silvani. You have an incredible mouth and pussy. But that’s it. Good to use, but there’s nothing else worthwhile about you. Is there, Gia?” Enzo’s thrusts hastened, going harder, as if he began to believe the words coming out of his mouth.
I shook my head and fought back tears. Getting upset over it somehow made me clench around him. All the times men had taken me and whispered such shit in my ears.
Good for nothing more than paying your daddy’s debt.
Stop talking. Your mouth is only good for one thing.
Will your daddy’s heart break when he sees the pictures of us fucking you?
Enzo lifted my upper body, grabbing my chest with his strong hands. He turned my face toward him with a rough grasp. When he saw the tear that fell from the corner of my eye, I knew he’d stop. He wouldn’t understand that my tears meant to keep going. What made me cry also made me come.
“Gotta be honest, Gia, I don’t wanna talk to you like that right now.” He kissed my neck. “I’ve wanted you for so long, ever since that night on the balcony.” He rocked his pelvis in shallow strokes that made my body tremble. “I know you like it. Every word that's meant to hurt you makes your pussy clench around me. I promise I’ll talk dirty all you want...after tonight.” He bit down on my shoulder. “I’ll tell you how you’re a desperatewhorewho begged me to fuck her...tomorrow.”
He pulled out and turned me around, picking me up and placing me on the edge of the pool table. I wrapped my legs around his waist. Enzo stroked himself for a moment, his cock drenched with my excitement, before pushing himself back inside me. I gasped at the angle, a perfect tilt upward that rubbed against everything in all the right ways. The table rocked as he grabbed my shoulders and slammed into me. He leaned forward and devoured my chest, his mouth roving over every inch of my breasts. His tongue swirled along my nipples, and the sensations were almost too much.
His thrusts quickened as he buried his face in my neck. The fire lit inside me, the soft hairs of his pelvis rubbing my clit with every movement of his hips. As I tensed against him, he groaned my name and rubbed between my legs. His touch was electric.
“You can come, babygirl,” he whispered as he slid his fingers along the slick skin surrounding my clit.
The way he said those words, as if God graced them himself, rippled through me and pushed me over the edge I’d been teetering on. My legs pulled him into me as I shuddered against him, wanting every inch of him.
“Goddamn, Gia,” he groaned, holding himself deep inside me as he twitched within me. I spasmed around his cock, squeezing every drop of come from him. His body collapsed against mine, and he kissed me with unstifled passion, as if he hadn’t been denying me this since I got here. “Just for tonight? Okay?” he whispered as he drew his mouth away from me.
ChapterSixteen
Enzo
Silvio was coming home from his business trip, so I woke up on edge. I slid my hands down my sides to smooth the wrinkles in my purple dress shirt. My fingers brushed through my dark hair as I gave myself a final glance in the mirror. When I walked back into my bedroom, Gia was still asleep, wrapped in my blanket. Waking up beside her was something I could get used to. But I absolutely fucking wouldn’t. We couldn’t play house when we were both at war.
The memory foam mattress sank under my weight when I sat on the bed. “Hey.” I rested a hand on her, but she didn't stir. “Gia!” I shook her shoulder, and she finally opened her eyes.
“What?” she groaned.
“We got a job to do,” I told her as I grabbed the blanket and peeled it away from her. The corners of my mouth crept upward as I looked at her in my t-shirt.
“What job?” She rubbed her eyes and leaned on her elbow.
“There's some business we gotta take care of.”
“That sounds like a you problem,” she said as she dropped her head onto the pillow again.
