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Enzo tensed and sat taller, gesturing with his hands. “I told you time and time again, Bullseye, we don’t fuck with guns. Not the sale or the transportation. Do we really want to add the ATF to the list of federal agencies on our asses?”
Bullseye shrugged, pulling a cigar from his lips. “It’s a good payout, boss. I think it would be worth the risk.”
Enzo wiped at his face, shaking his head. “I said no.”
Bullseye tightened his mouth. “What if I told you I already scored a deal on a case of rifles?”
Enzo rubbed his temples. “Please tell me you didn’t.”
“Just one, and it’s a huge sum of money. It’s an easy transfer across a few state lines,” Bullseye said with a shrug.
“Just a few state lines. Yeah, easy,” Enzo said, his voice laced with sarcasm.
Kenny caught my gaze for a moment before quickly dropping his. At least he was alive.
While they argued, Enzo’s hand dropped to my bare thigh beneath the large wooden table. My skirt had risen when I sat on the cozy chair in the back area of the club. His fingers gripped at the soft skin of my inner thigh anytime he raised his voice, pushing that frustration into my flesh. His fingers climbed up my thighs, raking my skin with his nails. A shiver radiated down my spine and crept toward my pelvis. I looked around at the men in the room, several I’d met and others that still eyed me because I was a Silvani. They didn’t seem to notice Enzo’s crawling hand, or if they did, they didn’t dare say anything.
“Ah, fuck! What a pass!” Bullseye yelled and clapped his hands.
Everyone turned their attention to the football game playing on the large television. Enzo took the opportunity to slide his warm hand against me. My lips parted as a silent gasp rolled off my tongue and past my lips. There were no panties between me and his strong hand. The heat radiated off his skin as he curled his finger, rubbing my clit. His upper arm remained mostly still as he circled me with his fingertip. I dropped my head into my hands, covering my mouth with them.
Bullseye turned to face Enzo, and my body tensed. He didn’t look at me while pleasure began a slow burn between my legs. I felt the crawling rise of heat from my chest, mottling my cheeks. I looked fucking guilty. I shook one leg nervously. With a sideways glance, I tried to tell him to stop. When he didn’t, I uncovered my mouth for a moment and mouthed the word at him. He bit into his lower lip, living for my discomfort. Instead of stopping, his touch grew rougher.
I couldn’t hear any of the words around me. I only felt Enzo tense when he raised his voice and extended that frustration through his fingertips into me. The growing wetness between my legs began to make noise, and I tried to tighten my thighs to slow his movement. He pinched the inside of my thigh, making me spread my legs with a jolt. The more the sound of excitement gathered as he rubbed me, the harder he bit into his lip. Did he want them to hear how fucking wet he made me? Or maybe he just didn’t give a damn if they did.
My hips subtly rocked as a ball of pleasure balanced between my legs. I couldn’t drop it. He sank a finger into me, and a noise escaped my slack lips. I cleared my throat out of panic and looked around the room to see if anyone had heard. No one was paying attention, but Enzo had a shit-eating grin all over his stupid face.
He loves to fuck with me.
I looked down at his lap and could see how hard he was, the angles of his dress pants showcasing his excitement. With his other hand, he adjusted himself before diving into another conversation about agencies and gu—
Oh god.
I nearly dropped the ball from between my legs. A sudden creeping sensation spread through my hips and into my pelvis, landing at his fingertips. I trembled, trying to control my legs, to maintain my composure as my abdomen tightened, tilting my pelvis up.Please stop.I closed my eyes and bit down on my lip, stifling my moans.
“Are you alright, Gia?” Bullseye asked with a rise in his eyebrow.
His words made me jump and pushed me away from the edge for a moment. “I’m fine, just, look at that pass...” I allowed my eyes to dart back to the TV, unsure if anyone even made a pass at all.
The boys erupted in laughter and applauded for a moment before turning back to each other for business. It was all background noise. My focus was on the unbearable sensation growing between my legs.
I rocked against him, my movements guiding me toward the edge, almost dropping and shattering that ball of pleasure that I kept clenched between my thighs. They quivered and with an arch of my back, I nearly came. It was all too much. When my body couldn’t stop spasming and I felt out of control, I pushed the chair back. It scraped against the floor with a distracting sound, and I withdrew from his touch. Everyone looked at me.
“I’ll be right back,” I said as I stood and tugged my skirt down.
“Are you okay?” Bullseye asked.
My face twisted, and I threw a quick nod his way before running toward the bathroom. Every step electrified me, the sensations so damn strong that the smallest amount of friction felt like a whole hand. I let the bathroom door close behind me and pressed myself against it. I felt like I couldn’t catch my breath, as if it was all stuck in my gut, buried where my orgasm lay.
The door whipped open, startling me as it knocked into me. Enzo walked into the bathroom and smiled.
“What?” I snapped.
“Just wanted to make sure you weren’t doing something you shouldn’t be.” He pressed his body against me. “Or touching anything you shouldn’t be.” His words rolled off his tongue and fucked my ears.
Goddamn it.
He sounded real fucking Italian at that moment, like the sadistic boss he’d probably wind up being one day.
