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“Ain’t no one wants to hear about a don who was a puppet for his father.” He sighed.
“Did he...do anything to you?”
Enzo dropped his gaze. “Nah. Just had me do things in front of him. Or he did things in front of me.” He admitted his secret, his words growing lighter at the end, as if the weight was being lifted off his shoulders.
“I wouldn’t have judged you.”
He let his blue eyes meet mine. “I know,” he said with a pinched smile.
It was true. I didn’t judge him for what happened to him. It explained why he was the way he was, but I didn’t judge him for that. If I was going to be with Enzo, I had to accept that his father still coursed through his veins, even once the man was long gone.
I put my head on his shoulder, and he pulled me into his warm, bare chest. I sighed against him, inhaling his scent. So much happened so fast. At least he had people to take care of Marco. I didn’t think he could handle seeing him again.
Enzo leaned down and lifted my chin with a soft, tender touch that was so unlike him. His lips hovered in front of mine. His hand dragged back, tugging loose hair with it. I kissed him and tried to forget all the bad shit that had happened. His fingers grazed my shoulder, reminding me of what I’d do for him. The hurt in his eyes reminded me of the things he’d do for me.
He kissed me back, spreading my lips as his tongue ran along my teeth. His throat vibrated with a growl.
“It’s not the same patio,” he said as he turned me around, put my hands on the railing, and got behind me.
His hands moved over my body, slow and patient. They stopped at my chest, and he squeezed the flesh beneath the thin fabric of his shirt. They dropped lower, trailing along my hips until he reached my thighs. He raised the shirt’s hem until it met my waist. He lowered his sweatpants, letting the heat of his cock rest against my bare skin as he kissed my shoulder where the bullet had exited.
“Do you remember what you said to me as I spread your thighs that night?” he whispered as he opened my legs with his knee.
I shook my head. I really didn’t remember. It was so long ago, and I wasn’t totally sober.
“One time. You’ll get me just one time like this. Make it count. That’s what you said as you pressed your ass into me just like this. I tried to move on from you. You were a goddamn Silvani. We shouldn’t have been doing what we were doing. Fucking our enemies,” he growled as he pressed his hips into me. “But I couldn’t get enough of you. I couldn’t let it happen only once. Even as you stand here, with my cock against your ass, you’re still just a Silvani.”
I groaned and dropped my head back. The banter between us wasn't so different from back then. I remembered telling Enzo not too long ago that we could stop being enemies for one night. One time. But once I had him again, I couldn’t let it be just one time, either.
“Please,” I begged. I needed him right then, more than ever.
“What do you want, Giovanna?” he whispered in my ear as he put his cock between my legs and rubbed his fingers against my clit.
I moaned into the night air. “I want you to fuck me.”
Enzo turned me around, lifted me, and put me on the railing. The metal bit into my ass, and I squealed as I teetered on it. I grabbed his shoulders, lacing my hands behind his neck.
“Do you trust me?” he asked as he grabbed my hips and leaned down so all I could grab was the mess of his dark hair.
“Not really, no,” I said as I tried to gather my bearings. He had a firm grasp on me, and I knew he wouldn’t let me fall, but if I looked down at all, I got off balance.
He couldn’t force my legs apart, not while he was holding on to me. I inhaled and opened them myself, deciding to trust him.
Enzo licked between my legs, hungrier than he’d ever been. His fingers gripped me, digging into my flesh. I moaned as I grabbed more of his hair. My thighs wanted to clench around him because I felt more unbalanced the more his tongue moved on me.
I began to tense.
“I’m not going to let you come, babygirl,” he growled against my clit. “Not until I’m done with you.”
I dropped my head back, my hair playing in the wind as I looked up at an ocean of stars. I gripped his hair and pulled him deeper into me to anchor myself so I didn’t fall. I knew he wouldn’t let me fall, but fuck if I didn’t feel all that fear in that moment as if he would. Tension raked my body and fear electrified every inch of me, but the fear turned into more and I started to tense in a whole different way—a way Enzo recognized all too well.
He stood up and pulled me from the edge in a literal and metaphorical way. I leaned back against the railing with heavy breaths, partially from the pleasure and excitement, but also because I was glad to have my feet back on the ground. He lifted my thigh with his hand and pushed inside me as if he couldn’t wait a moment longer. I dropped my head again, much like I had on the railing, but my eyes were still closed. He made me see stars behind my eyelids. That’s how fucking good he was. His thrusts were slow but strong, and the pleasure took off from where he’d left me. The pulse of his hips against mine put me right back on that edge. His cock stretched me and brought me close again. I was that driven to come. My thighs trembled and my stomach tightened. The pleasure chased me, but I fought it. If he felt my orgasm coming, he’d stop. He’d take it away and leave me a mess of desperate frustration.
Like clockwork, he let my body tense and throb until I was on the edge of my orgasm before he pulled out of me, and I felt a longing for him the moment he did. He brushed my cheek with the back of his hand.
“I told you, I won’t let you come until I’m done with you. Suck my cock while you step back from that edge.”
I dropped to my knees, and he kept his eyes on me as my knees hit the concrete. His cock glistened with my wetness.
