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Enrico whines when I slice open the first incision and the way he shakes on top of me is fucking beautiful. The nails of his left hand dig into my shoulder as he bounces on my cock, blood dripping down his chest.
The knife slices his wounded flesh again and he bites back a scream, riding me harder and deeper. Warmth pulls into the center of my stomach and I lift the blade to his lips, painting his mouth red with his own blood before pulling him into a ravishing kiss. His warmth clenches around my cock and I throb inside him, slipping closer to the edge. I take him there with me by thrusting upward and stroking his cock, wanting to fall together before soaring into the sky like two birds who suddenly rediscovered their wings after forgetting how to use them for so long.
Releasing his grip on my shoulder, he grabs the blade from my fingers and rips my shirt open to expose my chest. The tip of the knife pierces the fleshy skin above my nipple and he rubs our bleeding bodies together, losing himself in ecstasy. His hand grows unsteady like the rest of him, causing the knife to crash to the floor, and we lose our rhythm, filling the room with our heavy breathing.
Sweat gathers between our colliding bodies, and our skin slaps together with each meeting thrust. The whole world is ours right now and for as long as I have him like this, I'm going to soak up every second and not hold back from taking what's mine. My arms wrap around him as I sink my teeth into his shoulder, marking a new part of his body.
He is a beautiful blank canvas I want to fully break in over time, creating everlasting art I can forever appreciate every time I look at him. If only it was something I was able to do whenever I wanted. Zacharias has to hide his love for Andres from the outside world and we have to keep ours hidden even in the places we feel most safe. Allowing this unethical relationship to continue between Enrico and me might make me more careless and less focused when it comes to my job, but continuing to deny him is more threatening—not only to me but everyone around us as well.
Enrico is an unhinged man when he goes too long without getting what he wants, and he runs completely off the rails when he doesn’t have what he needs. The storm inside him subsides after having both and not only do I hold the power to break him, I also have the ability to set him free. I can either be the reason he destroys the world around him or I can be the one that helps him build castles in the sky.
Pleasure spirals inside me and as I fill him with my cum, I reach between us to stroke his cock. He groans, chasing his orgasm as his body vibrates against mine. Unable to let go anywhere else, he fully comes undone while in this sacred place with me. His body convulses and his eyes roll back in his head as he comes between us. His sated expression and the way he clings to me is enough to temporarily overpower all the guilt in the world. It's hard to focus on any worries when I have everything I could ever need in my arms.
Humming softly, he stills. “Stay inside me for a few more minutes?”
I kiss his face and hair, holding him tighter. “Gladly, pequeño.” I'd stay here for all eternity if I could. He will always be a place I struggle to leave the most and the one I'll automatically be pulled to no matter how hard I try to stay away. Why keep leaving when it's easier to breathe when I stay?
After sharing a few more kisses and sexual touches, Enrico slowly removes himself from my lap. Wobbly on his feet, he rummages through my drawer, pulling out wipes, and does his best to clean us both up. The wetness is cold on my skin as he runs it down my chest and stomach. I don't ask him to use his mouth today; I have another punishment in mind for later.
He still isn't off the hook for the blackmail, and as long as he keeps misbehaving, I'll have to continue to punish him until he finally learns. A part of me hopes he never does. He can be a handful and enjoys being bad more than he cares to admit. He also begs and cries so beautifully underneath my belt that I don't mind having more reasons to use it.
As he's picking his clothes up from the floor, I discard my ruined shirt in the trash, planning to grab another one from my closet. I have spare clothes in my office just in case. They've come in handy more than once. “Now for that new video you made—”
“I'll be keeping it and will use it when you so much as think about refusing me again. You were wrong before. We can have more. If my dad can find a way, so can we.”
“If we aren't careful—”
“We will be. I'd rather risk suffering the consequences of being with you than the pain I endure whenever I can't be.” He sucks in a breath, holding his clothes to his chest.
Standing up, I reach for him, and he rests his hand in mine, releasing shallow breaths. He's still worried about how I'll respond. He’s so used to me running like a coward, he doesn't know what to expect. So focused on letting down others, I didn't think about what I was doing to him. “If we do this, we do it the right way. No surprising me at work like this or sneaking in a room at your father's house. You can keep your videos if you follow my terms.”
“Okay.”
“Bueno.” I press a kiss to his nose and then cheek. “Now you better get to the basement and do what you made everyone believe you came here to do.”
He rubs his face against my neck one more time like a needy cat before slowly backing away. Gripping the desk, he sways back and forth and I reach out again to help him maintain balance. “Someone’s a little unsteady.”
“Only you are capable of helping me stand up straight again after being the one to knock me off my feet.”
Chuckling softly, I press a kiss to his ear and help him up on the desk. “Stay here and I'll help you put your clothes on after cleaning your cuts.”
“But—”
I press the tips of my fingers to his lips. “Let me keep taking care of you. It's the only way our scenes together will ever end, or they won't happen at all. Understand?”
He nods, nibbling on his swollen lip. Fuck, he's beautiful. If he's willing to risk everything to touch me then I have no choice than to do the same. For years all I've had to keep me going was my job and the promise I made my wife.
“Live,”she said.
I didn't realize I wasn't fulfilling her request until Enrico showed me I was doing it wrong. What I had after she passed away barely classified as a life, and when I'm with him, I have everything. Nothing has ever scared me this much before because I've never had so much to lose.
I clean his wounds using the first aid kit from my desk and help him put his clothes on. Once I'm satisfied with his appearance, I help him back to his feet and he rests his hand on my shoulder as I close the last button on his jacket. “Perfect.”
“You haven't seen me try to walk yet,” he deadpans.
Chuckling, I swipe a loose strand of hair behind his ear and press a chaste kiss to his lips. He wraps his hand around my head, deepening the kiss, and everything moves in slow motion. My feet feel as if they are losing their grip on the ground. Our tongues latch together, lapping and sucking with everything we have, until we both break apart gasping for air. No other person has been able to leave my head spinning in as many ways as he has, and by the way he's looking at me with heavy, lustful eyes, I know the day has only begun for him.
“See you later,Padrino.” He walks slowly toward the door, grabbing his phone on the way. “Thanks for the new leverage.”
