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Enzo
The sight of Gia—herhands grasping her pants, the fabric halfway off her bare skin—was too much for me. Her stunt got back to Silvio, which didn’t help my cause. How could I run a family business when I couldn’t even keep Gia under control? I never expected her to stoop so low to get what she wanted. But I kind of also did.
Her hands hovered at the bones protruding from her hips. She looked at me with lips drawn into a frown.
I stepped forward, fisting her hair and yanking her toward me as she squealed against my grasp. “You made me look like a fool in front of my men,” I hissed.
Her eyes rounded, not with fear, but a melting excitement.Goddamn it, Gia.She reached toward the front of my pants and groped at my unintentional hardness.
“No, Gia,” I commanded, batting her hand away from me.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered, pouting her lips.
“You aren’t sorry. This is exactly what you fucking wanted.” My eyes locked on the soft curves of her lips. Heat rose from my groin and moved toward my stomach. I wanted to punish her, but there was no punishing Giovanna Silvani. Punishing her only punished me, and I was fucking over it. She’d take a mouthful of me, and I wasn’t going to be kind about it. “Get down on your goddamn knees,” I said as I used my free hand to work my pants down.
Her eyes grew wide, her lip quivering. She hesitated for a moment before letting herself drop to the floor.
“You can’t be trusted, Giovanna.” I used her hair to bring her mouth toward my cock. I slapped the side of her face, and her cheek reddened. “Suck me and show me how sorry you are.”
She looked up at me with doe eyes as I shoved my dick past her loose lips. There was no resistance as I slammed into the back of her throat. She could no doubt taste herself, the remnants of her pussy still coating me. She gagged, gasping for air as I thrust my hips forward. My hand gripped her hair in an unwavering grasp. I refused to let her off my dick. She struggled for breath as I stretched her throat. Both her cheeks reddened as her body begged for more air. I pulled her head away from me, a trail of spit clinging to me from her lower lip. Tears fell down her cheeks, but they weren’t from sadness.
She sat back on her heels and looked up at me as she wiped the drool from her mouth. Nothing. Absolutely nothing from her. No residual fear or discomfort. She was fucking insatiable. I was entirely unsure if she even had a heart in her chest. Did she feelanythingat all?
“Stand up and get undressed,” I snapped.
I felt annoyed with her, even as she sent pleasurable shivers up my spine. I let my pants fall to the ground and stepped out of them, along with my shoes. My fingers worked the buttons of my dress shirt down, letting the fabric spread and expose my stomach, tense with frustration. As she watched me sit on the bed, she slipped her pants down, exposing the tanned skin between her legs that Ineededto feel again. There was no other option at this point. She lifted her shirt above her head and dropped it to the ground. Her fingers clasped her bra straps as she slid them off her shoulder, then unclipped it behind her back.
Gia remained wordless as she stepped toward me and crawled onto my lap. She encased my thighs with her own. She sat back, hovering over my length, letting herself rest over the burning heat of my cock. My hands raced over her sides and toward her chest. She winced as I grabbed her roughly, toying with her nipples between my fingers. She rocked her hips, gliding over me and leaving a wet mess.
“You’re disgusting,” I whispered as I used her hair to pull her face toward mine.
“How disgusting?” She reached down to put me inside her and gasped as she lowered herself onto me, nearly reaching my pelvis.
I sank into her warm, inviting pussy and dropped my head back with a groan. “I shouldn’t even be giving you my cock after yourpatheticanddesperateattempt at getting it. You’re worse than a fucking dog. At least they’re faithful.” My words bit, tearing into her, but they didn’t make her moan.
With every insult I hurled at her, she grinded her hips harder and faster against me. It was a goddamn work of art the way she arched her back and grabbed a fistful of her own hair as she rode me. Her lips parted to allow the moans to escape freely from them. She tensed around me, her body growing rigid and her movements growing uneven. I grabbed her and pulled her chest against mine, a hand firmly on her hip. She couldn’t even rock her hips because of how tightly I pressed her against my body. She released a frustrated groan as I throbbed within her. She looked up at me, her cheeks flushed.
“Please let me come,” she begged.
“Not yet, babygirl.” I pulled out of her, and she sighed. I flipped her onto her back, crawling between her legs. My fingers grazed the soft flesh of her thighs as her hips bucked with desire. “You don’t get to come until I say so,” I groaned against her neck as I kissed her. Once her breaths became more even, I surged within her and let her warmth surround me once more. I fought back my ultimate pleasure, the nagging feeling burning in my pelvis, because I didn’t want her to come until she was suffering.
My thrusts were rough but even, and every buck of my hips made her tremble. My lips fell to her perfect breasts, flicking her nipples with a hungry tongue. Her legs wrapped around me, pulling me into her. She moved beneath me, grinding against my pelvis, her moans rolling over mine. She tightened around me again, and I knew she was getting close. I pulled out of her just as she began to spasm—the very tail end of edging her. Her frustrated growl was animalistic, as if coming had morphed into a need and instead of a mere desire. I stroked my cock against her and understood her pain. My dick was getting pissed with me, and I needed to spill every ounce of my stress and frustration into her.
“Please, Enzo. I can’t...” She couldn’t even finish her sentence, her desperation overcoming her.
Her hand lowered to rub herself, trying to get the relief she needed, but I grabbed it just before it reached her clit and pinned both wrists above her head. I smirked at her, biting into my lower lip as I drove my hips back inside her. My weight covered her, pinning her as I grinded my pelvis against her clit. She tensed again, her chest lurching upward as her back arched. She squeezed the fuck out of my cock. She looked at me as if she expected me to stop, and Iwantedto. But the fire in my pelvis rushed through my cock and Ihadto come.
“Come for me, Giovanna.” I whispered her name in her ear, low and gravelly. Exactly how she liked it. She came, her body shuddering against me.
Goddamn it, Gia.
ChapterTwenty-Two
Gia
Itried to tune out the arguing by dropping my face into my palm.
