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“It's a pretty recent development.”
“I've never even met this girl and now you're engaged to her? What the hell is going on here, Enzo?”
“Come in, sit, and let's have a drink. I have a lot to tell you.”
I stood there awkwardly, unsure of what to do. “I should get going,” I said timidly. “You two have a lot to catch up on.”
"No. Stay." Enzo sounded a little too eager and I froze when he grabbed my hand to stop me from turning away. He released my arm and relaxed his shoulders before speaking in a calmer tone. “We should all sit and have a drink.”
Half an hour later, we’d explained the entire plan to Luca. He bid both of us a good night and we walked him out. Enzo closed the door behind him, looking lighter after talking with his friend.
I smiled at him. “I should probably be getting home, too.”
“Actually, I was thinking you should stay.”
“Stay?”
“Yeah, I know it isn’t Tuesday, but I thought we could really celebrate our new arrangement and you could just sleep over.”
“Oh.” I grinned. “Sure.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” I smiled, lifting onto my tiptoes to kiss him, but he stepped back.
“What are you doing?” His brows scrunched in confusion as if I’d just started dancing the polka instead of trying to kiss him after he suggested I stay the night.
I was just as confused as he looked. “I thought you wanted—”
“Just because it’s not Tuesday, doesn’t mean that I don’t expect the same guidelines to be followed.”
“Oh.” I stood there stunned. I’d thought that whatever those silly guidelines were, was just to keep clear boundaries with the prostitutes he was meeting. I guess I was still a prostitute to him, just a better paid on-call one.
“You’ll find all the same shampoos and body washes in the cabinet in the guest bathroom. Take your time of course.” He smiled as if he was completely clueless that the way he was acting had hurt me.But why did it hurt me? This is just a job after all.
I shook myself out of my contemplation and gave a brisk nod before heading to the guest bathroom.
Enzo told me to take my time in the shower and I did. I let my mind wander, trying to figure out how he could act so light and fun one minute as we talked to Luca like old friends, then flip a switch into business mode when it was time to have sex. It didn’t make sense to me. The same way it didn’t make sense that I was hurt and upset about it. The fact that he wanted me to follow those same rules shouldn’t have been such a gut punch. I was nothing to him but an employee who he hired to handle specific jobs. Sleeping with him under the very strange set of rules was just one of those jobs.
I dried off, dabbed the perfume behind my ears, between my breasts, and on each wrist, before wrapping a towel around my body. I stared at myself in the mirror, took a deep breath, and slowly blew it out. “This is just a job,” I reminded myself before steeling my nerves and stepping out of the bathroom.
I went straight to the master bedroom and found Enzo lying on his king-sized bed. His arms were spread wide across the pillows that rested along the headboard. He looked up at me and his eyes sparked to life.
“Leave the towel on the floor and come to me.” His voice rasped as he spoke.
Looking at him there, all thoughts of the job left me. Maybe it was just that the nerves of the first time were gone or maybe it was because I’d really started to get to know him, but it felt different than the first time.
I locked eyes with him and slowly let the towel drop to my feet. Each move I made was slow and deliberate as I sauntered over to the edge of the bed. Enzo summoned me with one beckoning finger, and I crawled up the bed toward him.
“I have been needing this so bad,” he practically growled. “I’ve been dreaming of tasting your kiss, of feeling you clench around me as you fall apart in my arms.”
“Enzo,” I moaned as he kissed down my neck to my breasts.
I moved to straddle his thighs, but he turned me to face away from him, the same way he had that first night and my heart sank a little. It was the same routine as before. I wasn’t special. I didn’t know why I’d ever thought that I was.
He plunged into me, forcing me out of my thoughts and I cried out, jolting forward. I placed my hands in front of me to brace myself. He shifted onto his knees behind me, gripping my hips hard, thrusting wildly. It didn’t take him long to send me tumbling over the edge...more than once.
I cried out in pleasure, my body reacting as he pumped into me faster. My body exploded around him, but he only thrust in harder, his body slapping against mine in time with his feral panting. I dug my fingers into the sheet and cried out again as his pace became erratic. My arms felt like they might give out, my legs shook, but he kept going until finally, a deep roar ripped from his throat, and he half collapsed onto my back.
