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He grabbed my arm, pulling me backward. “I know what you’ll do the moment you get in there.”
“And?” I sucked my teeth.
“You can sleep in here with me tonight,” he said with a half-cocked smile.
“No. I’m not your prisoner.” I shrugged out of his grasp.
“I told you. Once I remind you what I can do to your body, you won’t feel like one.” He lifted his eyebrows. “Come to bed.”
With a huff, I turned to leave.
“Eh, where you going?”
“To get pajamas, you dick,” I said before leaving the room.
I hated to love that piece of shit.
ChapterThirty-Five
Enzo
Iwoke up to Gia lying within my arms. It felt incredible and familiar, and for a moment, I forgot the situation we were in. I picked up Bullseye’s phone and guessed his password very quickly—his son’s birthday. With a thorough search of his phone, I learned he’d made no outbound calls or sent any texts in the time it would have taken him to get here. His last texts were to his family, and they made my stomach twist. Everyone expectedtheBullseye to make it home, and soon it would become obvious he wouldn’t.
I set down the phone and looked at Gia. Her chest rose and fell rhythmically, and her lips formed a slight pout. Did I want to fuck her? Abso-fucking-lutely. But I wanted to play with her mind more. I needed her to crave me so badly that she would dream about my cock all over again. Just the thought of her needing me made me swell again. After an entire evening of waxing and waning excitement, it was becoming a physical ache.
Goddamn it, Gia.
How easy would it be to give in to her? To slide deep within her like she begged for? I wiped my hand through my hair before climbing out of bed and spreading the curtains. The sun blared through the glass, sending its bright rays across the hardwood floors. Gia stirred, groaning as she turned away and pulled the blanket over her head. I despised the way my heart raced at the mere sight of her. No woman had ever made me feel the way she did when I was in bed with her. Shit, even outside of the bed. She kept me on my toes, her aggression and confidence an incredible complement to her beauty. I never knew if she’d try to kill me or fuck me. Some days I was fine with either.
“You really won’t fuck me?” she asked from beneath the dark quilt.
I smirked. “Nah,” I said with a calmness that contradicted the racing pulse in my cock.
“You’re a piece of shit.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know.” I shrugged my shoulders. “Come on, wake up.” I walked over and ripped the blanket down.
She looked back at me with an exaggerated sigh. “Why?”
She reached for the blanket, but I pulled it away from her. The fleece had shielded the soft curve of her ass peeking just beneath her t-shirt, her black panties trying to cover what I’d thought about all night. Seeing her like that nearly put me over the edge. I wanted to rip into her and tear her apart. A low growl vibrated my throat as she arched her back with purpose and sat up, wiping her tired eyes.
“We need to get rid of Bullseye’s car,” I said, slapping her thigh. “Come on, get up.”
“Why the fuck do I have to go?” she whined.
“Because, while I’m ninety-five percent sure Bullseye didn’t tell anyone my whereabouts, I sure as fuck ain’t gonna leave that remaining five to chance.”
“I can handle myself.” Her fierce stare bored into me. I knew she could, but still.
“I ain’t risking it. Come the fuck on, Gia!” I commanded, my patience wearing thin.
She rolled over, turning her back to me like a defiant child. She arched her back, exposing more of the thin black fabric between her legs. I rolled my eyes because I knew exactly what she was trying to do. She’d entered herself into the game as a contender, and she would be a formidable foe.
I shook my head before I clambered onto the bed and pressed myself against her ass. I got hard before I even touched the heat of her skin. She writhed beneath me, and I leaned over and pinned her against the bed. She let a soft moan escape her full lips, and I cocked my eyebrow.
“Gia, I’m not playing with you. We have to go. My guy is waiting for me at his shop.” As much as I would have loved to rip those panties down and take her right then, we had to get the car to the shop before it opened. Not one to miss an opportunity, I ran my hands roughly over the back of her neck and down every curve. My palm grazed her ass and I smacked it, leaving a red imprint. “Come on.”
“Fine,” she said with a pout as she sat up.
