Page 27 of Blind Justice

“Do it, hermosa. Come for your Papi. Show me how much you want this dick.” The strain in Enzo’s voice added to the feelings pinging through her.

“Enzo!” She cried out as pleasure snapped across her flesh.

In the next second, Enzo had her on her feet. Her breasts pressed to the cold tile, adding another lay of arousal to her sensitive flesh. He entered her in a single stroke as she continued to ripple and twitch from her climax. The force of his actions caused another smaller orgasm to wash over her, and she went to her tiptoes, riding it out.

“Fuck yes.” He groaned in her ear. “I’ve missed this. Missed the flutter of your snatch. Missed feeling your mouth on me.”

She shuddered. “Me too.”

“We’ll get through this together, hermosa.”

She agreed. As long as Enzo was with her, they’d could do anything. “What else you miss?”

“You asking if I miss a good dicking?” His strokes became rougher, pulling startled cries from her due to the intensity of them.

“Yes.”

“I do. Most of all, I miss watching your face when I come. I miss seeing how excited you get. Miss fucking you while being fucked.” He moaned. “You got me on edge, hermosa.”

Her skin was flushed, pulled taut with expectancy. This was what they needed. This connection. It burned hot and fast and left her more relaxed than smoking a bowl ever could. Her fingers clawed at the wall for purchase, since she was afraid she’d slip from the sheer force of her release.

“Same.” She whimpered. “Papi.”

“Shit... When you use that tone, it drives me insane.”

He lowered his hand to her sex. The first flick of her clit, Bella whined, pressing back to him. Enzo buried his face in the crook of her neck. The harsh sounds rumbling in his chest combined with the way he manipulated her clit, sending her over the edge. She screamed, shaking in his arms as his tempo increased until his patience snapped. He shoved deep, filling her with his release.

They stood together under the rapidly cooling water, panting. Bella was afraid if she moved her legs would buckle. Without a word, Enzo cared for her. He helped her finish her shower, and after he wrapped a towel around her, he cleaned up as well. She missed the normalcy of his actions—their actions. Being with Raul had been a trial. The man was a suspicious fuck, always getting paranoid when shit didn’t go exactly the way he wanted. Their ability to sneak around had dwindled while with him.

“We’re going to follow through with Duncan, right?” Enzo tucked her into his side when they finally climbed into bed.

“We don’t have a choice, do we?” With Raul on the run killing all those who could be seen as a threat, Bella wouldn’t risk Enzo or Iliana.

“True. I never thought when we got into this...” He sighed. “My pops, he got real shitty in the end, you know. I-I thought maybe the birth of Iliana would’ve settled him more.”

“Naw, your dad saw money when my dad was killed.”

“Bella.” Enzo gasped.

“It’s true. It’s okay though. Him and mom opened the garage together, but I think he believed mom would always be a cash cow of sorts.” She shrugged. “She wanted to send us to college.”

“You should have gone,” Enzo murmured.

“Should have. I could’ve done a lot of things different in the beginning. But I saw what was happening, and I couldn’t leave my mom or Iliana unprotected.”

“Shit, I would’ve been there.”

Bella glanced up at him. “You would’ve tried.”

“How’d you get so fucking smart?” He ran his hand up and down her arm. “We’re so fucked here.”

“We got the kind of deal we want. Unless you’re catching feelings for the agent?”

He chuckled softly. “Homie isn’t being straight. You caught that, right?”

She nodded. “Baps. That shit ain’t American. He’s as white as they come, so where’d he learn that word?”

“And did you catch the accent? It was there for a second then he covered it up.”

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