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“We can do this. This will ensure my brother's safety in Italy and hopefully close the deal with the Cosa Nostra.” I say with a slight hitch in my voice.

“You can do it,” Enzo looks at me from across the room, just the way he looks at me manages to calm the negative thoughts trying to force its way to my mind.

I straighten my back, allowing the trust that Enzo seems to have in me flow through me, I take in the confidence he’s helped me build and try to hold on to it as best I can.

Once we finished going through details about tonight, Enzo grips my wrist and practically drags me back into the bedroom.

He closes the door, shifting the lock to confine us to my bedroom. Walking over to the closet, he pulls out a beautiful black dress - the leg has a slit and the neckline a deep V-shape.

“What’s this?” I ask, puzzled by the unexpected gown. I’m certain I’ve never seen it before. He hangs it behind the closed door.

“I saw this on a mannequin at a little boutique. I just knew you had to have it. I thought of you, thought of how beautiful and fucking sexy you’d look in it. I pictured the dress on the floor after I removed the fabric off your body. Wear it tonight, baby. Show the fucking world that you are a force to be reckoned with.”

I am in awe, the butterflies in my stomach flutter at the gesture. I can’t believe he did this.

“We have business to tend to Lina,” he says, his voice low and intense. The predatory gleam in his eyes has my heart beating rapidly. He’s watching me, like a predator ready to devour his prey.

“Do you trust me?” he questions.

With my life.

“Yes,” I say without any hesitation. I want to say more but keep the words to myself. Giving him my body is saying more than any words I can put together. So, I don’t mention how he makes me feel. I don’t mention how I wish we could stay in this moment forever. How I wish he would choose to stay past his hired obligations. I just stand there in front of him, feeling completely naked, despite the fabric shields covering my body.

Although I surrender the control I long for every day, I know I still hold all the power in my hands. I love nothing more than watching this man hold every part of me tenderly. I don’t focus on the way my stomach flutters as he approaches me. I don’t focus on the butterflies I get when he touches me delicately, as if I am a precious treasure worth protecting. I don’t focus on how my body gravitates towards him whenever he is near.

I sure as hell don’t focus on all these emotions that he brings out of me. I surrender to the sensations of his touch. The burning desire that intensifies with each caress along my skin. I become intoxicated by his earthy, evergreen scent, as if I wandered the woods on a rainy day.

I know deep down, I’m irrevocably captivated by this man, Enzo has the power to shatter me, yet I’m recklessly willing to embrace every moment.

Chapter 20

Tasting her isn’t enough. I need to claim every inch of her. This obsession feels like an addiction, that only she can provide me with the next fix to make me feel alive. The high that allows my mind to escape the demons torment me every day or the trauma left behind by my childhood. She is all I see - her passion, her needs, her sweet scent and taste that overwhelms me with need.

I’m not sure when I closed the distance between us. I don’t even recall closing the door trapping her here with no escape. My lips are pressed to her shoulder, allowing her honey skin and sweet strawberry scent to intoxicate me. We are completely entwined in each other's orbit, her soft moans and pants only fuel my desire more.

I want to hear her scream in pleasure.

I want her to walk along the line between pain and pleasure knowing how much she enjoys relinquishing control over to me.

I slowly back her onto the bed, towering over her delicate body. The black leggings hug her ass, accentuating her enticing curves like a delectable meal, ready to be devoured. Her short black crop top reveals her toned midriff, the thin fabric barely concealing her hardened peaks. I climb over her, kissing her tenderly as her body melts into mine. Lifting her shirt, I close my mouth over her dark pink nipples marking her skin as I lower my body down from above her. My fingers slide along her waistband, gradually peeling the leggingsdown one leg and then the other.

I lick her wet pussy from core to clit, flicking my tongue and sucking her clit in alternating movements. Her moans fill the silence of the room.Each flick and suck I make with my tongue echoing through the room, adding a chorus to her sweet music. Her taste is impeccable, she’s the best goddamn dessert I’ve ever gotten the pleasure of tasting.

“Oh, fuck. Oh, God,” she moans. If she’s going to pray to anyone it will be me. I smack her clit, causing her to scream in surprise.

“It’s my name you’ll scream while my tongue is on your dripping cunt. God will not help you now.”

I can feel as her legs start to tremble. She grips my hair, pulling me closer to her pulsing cunt. She’s so close to her release. Sliding two fingers inside her warm, wet pussy, I pump in and out a few times until her body shudders as she comes apart so beautifully. Her mouth falls open, jaw slack, as her orgasm reaches its peak, and then subsides.

I don’t give her a moment to rejoice in her post- orgasm bliss. Removing my belt, I set it to the side of the bed, while I slowly remove every piece of clothing off my body. Lina licks her lips at the sight of my cock bouncing free from the confines it was in. She shifts her body making room for me to kneel.

Gripping myself, I stroke my cock a few times, then lay between her legs. Teasing her wet pussy with my leaking tip, I watch as she writhes in anticipation panting for more.

“Enzo, please,” she begs. Pressing the head of my cock to her entrance, I slowly push my way inside the tight walls of her pussy.

“Relax for me, Princess,” I whisper. She gasps in sweet agony as I thrust in and out of her cunt. Our bodies pressed together, her breasts against my chest. She matches my urgency with her own lusty, unstated needs. I hold her arms above her head, restricting her touch on my flesh as I fill her completely. Her lips tremble with unspoken passion as her pussy stretches out for me, molding us together perfectly.

“You’re so fucking tight baby. Fuuuuuck.”

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