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“You’re honestly trying to deny that you let her suck you off?”
Jesus H. Christ.I couldn’t figure out how to give a rebuttal.Fucking Jameson.
“I kicked her off my lap because she wasn’t taking no for an answer, and I left.”
Tears glassed Gia’s eyes. There was nothing in her that believed me, and it was killing me. Her eyes widened in realization. “That’s why you didn’t sleep with me that night,” she whispered.
Fucking A. What a night to have a goddamn conscience and not fuck her. I didn’t fuck with the girl but damned if it didn’t sound like I did.
I stepped into her, snaked my hand behind her neck, and pulled her into me. “If you think I’d ever fuck some other girl when I’ve got you, you don’t think enough of me. You’re the only thing I want to sink into, the only person I have ever fucking loved. I didn’t fuck you that night because I found some shit at the casino that had me worked up, and I didn’t want to hurt you.”
“I never gave a shit if you hurt me, Enzo. Have I ever? Have I ever told you to stop? That you were too much?”
“I mean...”
“Have I ever said it and meant it?”
Her words were ice cold, but she was right. Even when she told me no, she never actually meant the word.
I knew what I needed to do to show her she was mine. I kissed her, and she pushed against my chest.
“Fuck you,” she hissed.
Our bodies were rigid with anger and stress. I fisted her hair and turned her around, bending her over the bed. She fought against me.
“I don’t want this, Enzo!”
“I do,” I growled in her ear.
I risked pushing her into hating me more instead of forcing her to want me, but it was a risk I was willing to take. I lifted the skirt of her dress, a tremble in my touch for a moment as I saw the blood splatter on her inner thigh and remembered the part of tonight she refused to remember. I pulled her panties aside and worked my pants open.
“Don’t, please,” she pleaded. Her cheeks were red with either anger, fear, or arousal. Who the fuck knew what else she felt?
I knew Gia enough.
I spit on my hand and rubbed my cock before pushing it inside her. She was warm and wet for me. She cried out, letting her chest fall forward onto the mattress.
“You’re mine, and you need to be reminded of that.” I thrust every syllable into her. She fought against me, but the twitch of her pussy as I fucked her told me all I needed to know. “Goddamn it, Gia.” I drove my hips forward, pushing her deeper into the mattress.
“You’re hurting me,” she said through panting breaths.
I knew I was. She had reached the edge of her limits, and I pushed well past them, much like the night Atheist had been shot and I let my frustration boil over. She trembled beneath me, gripping the quilt with her blood-stained hand. I selfishly fucked her, just like I tried to avoid doing. I didn’t care if I made her feel good, I just wanted to pour my frustration into her. I needed her to know she was mine.
Guilt brewed in my belly. I couldn’t tell if she wanted me to keep going or to stop. The wise thing would have been to stop. But I couldn’t. She felt too damn good and Ineededto come. I’d make it up to her. I leaned over her, drawing her ear toward me by her hair.
“I fucking love you, Giovanna, and I swear on my mother, I didn’t touch that girl.” I grinded my hips against her ass, giving her a break from the relentless thrusts. She melted into the mattress. “I need you to trust me. We ain’t nothing without it.”
Her pussy clenched around me and I drove her hips forward with mine as she came on my cock, screaming out in pain and pleasure. Ain’t no way I would stop her from coming, not after tonight. Not after everything that happened. I welcomed the squeeze of her pussy as she tightened around me and came. Her spasms drew my orgasm from the surface it bubbled beneath, and I filled her as she rode out the final waves of her pleasure. I pulled out of her, the head of my cock shining with my come. I pulled her to her feet and kissed her. She didn’t fight me or push me away. Instead, her eyes flashed up at me, soft and round with satiation. My come dripped in a pearly line down her thigh, and I bit my lip. I interrupted its path, catching it on my fingers as I slid them up her thigh and pushed them inside her, making sure she had every drop of me within her. I kissed her once more. She was mine, and she had to know it. I needed her to know that I would do anything for her...except allow her to come every time her body begged me for more.
ChapterSix
Gia
Iwoke up alone in the guest room. Enzo had let me stay there alone last night. I promised him I wouldn't go anywhere if he just gave me some goddamn space.
It was hard to imagine him doing something that would hurt me like that, but it was even harder to erase the images of that girl from my mind. Her hand on his thigh. Him chugging a drink to forget about me. Her round ass as she was on her knees in front of him. It taunted me in my head. Even though shit hit the fan and splattered against everyone in that home last night, I could only focus on that bitch. The image became a movie of how I thought things happened. It replayed over and over again, and the more I saw, the angrier I got. Just as I began to believe Enzo’s story, the replays boiled my blood until it scalded my insides.
Enzo came into the room and stared at me. He scanned me with his eyes, trying to read me.
