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“Oh…yes. Please. I’m…yes. That’s incredible.”
“Tell me, bella mia. I want you coming on my tongue.”
“I’m so close.” I feel his finger and tongue working to stretch me at the same time, then he sucks on my clit, sending me over the edge. I cry out, coming. “Enrico,” I scream his name, thighs shaking, back arching off the bed.
“Take off your top. I want to see your tits. I want to suck on them while I fuck you so damn good, baby.” He slides off his boxers as I lift off my top. “That’s a good girl.” Why does it turn me on when he praises me?
“I’ve never done this before.” He freezes, briefly staring at me, and then he gives me a wicked smile. Damn, the bastard only gets hotter when that dark brooding look switches to a grin.
“That’s good, because I’m fucking insane as it is and I’m tempted to go after every ex before me.” He pushes the round head through my folds, plunging past my innocence as hands press down on the mattress beside my head. “You’re mine, January.” Our mouths clash in a needy kiss as I fight off the pain of his cock taking my virginity.
Enrico rocks his body forward, sending his length deeper and then pulling out almost completely before sliding back in. Every time, it’s like brand new and I can barely catch my breath at the way he destroys my pussy.
Still, I want more. Clinging to his broad shoulders, I wrap my fingers around them and dig my nails in.
“Fuck, January, baby girl. You’re so fucking tight. You’re killing me.”
“I’m so close, Enrico. Fuck me.” He slides his arm around my shoulders and lifts me off the bed so I’m being drilled on his pole while he holds me in his arms. “I’m coming.”
“Good girl. Fuck, baby. I’m coming too.” He drops his head onto my shoulder, biting down on my skin as he ruts and comes inside of me.
I can’t believe we had sex. My hair is a sweaty mess on my forehead and Enrico brushes it aside. “God, you’re so beautiful.”
His mouth is on mine, kissing me softly. That gentle caress and kiss removed the doubt I had felt a moment earlier. It’s too soon to be in love, but our chemistry is insane.
Chapter Five
Enrico
“What?” I bark out, nearly cracking my phone.
“Yes, my wedding is in about ten minutes, but I spoke to Alessio, and he said the reporter is a crazy stalker for your woman.” I want that fucker’s head on a spike, but I have a feeling I have to chill.
“The bastard needs to be dealt with,” I snarl into the phone in a hushed whisper, hoping that January doesn’t hear me.
“In due time, but there’s more. I believe he’s been working with Coleman, Johnson, and a cop named Nick Thompson.” That’s fucking four people at least, and all of them are tied to our women. It’s not a fucking coincidence.
I’m more than sure it only took one of those assholes to get their hands on the girls before the other avenues were added. They were led into a trap, lured one by one. Fucking hell, we’re going to destroy every single one of them.
“I overheard the reporter talking to someone named Nick before I snatched up January,” I say.
“Then I’m more than sure he’s the asshole reporter helping clean up the disappearances of young women.”
Damn it, and I have no doubt he planned to do something with January whether she surrendered to his whims or not. The thought of what could have happened if I hadn’t gotten to her in time makes my stomach turn and my anger grow.
“I’m going to kill him. I’m going to find that fucking reporter and end him.”
“Hold on, Enrico. We need to handle this carefully. Have Flavio track him down and monitor everything. We’ll go from there, and you come back as soon as possible. Until we are secure, we leave that piece of shit alone.”
No one should be touching her except me, although right now I think she feels like I shouldn’t be touching her either. January’s in the bathroom showering my fucking cum off her body, which pisses me off but I can’t blame her.
She’s still confused about what we are. Soon January will figure out that we’re meant to be together because I’m not going to let her go. She’ll just have to come to terms with her issues.
“Last we heard, he was tracking someone else, so hopefully he lost our scent and went back to the cabin or to the city.”
“Well, contact Flavio and learn more.”
“I’ll get back to you when I have more information.”
“Good. And congratulations.”
“Thank you. I hope I can say the same for you.”
“I believe you can.”
“Good. Congratulations, my friend.” I end the call and then feel January standing behind me, but I’m not sure how long she’s been standing there. Fuck, I wonder how much of that conversation she heard.
