Page 79 of Savage Enemy

For her, I would do it.

This woman was mine. She would spend her life with me.

I sealed my lips over hers, muffling her cries while thrusting into her at an angle that drove her crazy, hitting that one spot deep inside her with my cock.

She arched her back, taking short, gasping breaths.

“You looked perfect on your knees with your lips around my cock,” I growled. “I want to see it again. Next time, I’ll bind your hands behind your back with one of my neckties.”

She moaned.

“When I get you home, I’ll take my time claiming every part of your body. Tie you to the headboard and eat your pussy until you’re wrung out with pleasure.”

I slid my hand under and around to her ass to press the back of my knuckle against her asshole. Nothing deep, never entering her, only circling with light pressure, reminding her of the pleasures that awaited us there.

She arched into another orgasm, her wet little cunt pulsing around my cock and setting me off, making me come right along with her. I kept thrusting through my release, stretching it out, making sure to satisfy her completely and take the edge off as much as I could.

Afterward, I pressed her back to the wall with my chest, leaving no space between us, savoring the feel of her body becoming part of mine. But I wouldn’t be fully satisfied until I buried myself in her every night.

I pressed my lips to her temple.

“I love you, Angel.”

“You shouldn’t,” she whispered.

Her words punched me in the gut.

“I love you,” I insisted. “It’s not some fucking choice or an opinion or even an option, Val. It’s one of the few things in my life I can’t control or change. There’s nothing either of us can do but accept it. Your life will be easier once you accept the truth—I love you and our son.”

Her gaze fell to the pile of red silk with my shirt, jacket, and mask tossed into the mix.

A tear ran down her cheek.

“You shouldn’t love me. I’m not worthy of it. You’d be happier if you just forgot about?—”

I covered her mouth with my hand to stop her.

“Apparently, you’ve forgotten who I am. This is your only reminder and your only warning… If you ever disrespect the woman I love again, if you ever say anything derogatory about the mother of my child, there will be uncomfortable consequences. Understand?”

I removed my hand from her mouth, let her to slide down the front of my body, and grabbed her waist.

“Tell me you understand, Val.”

“But I don’t.”

Her tears fell faster, and I wiped them away with my thumb.

“Why me, Stefano? You’re here with her.”

“Her?” I blinked, then remembered Benedetta. “I’m not here with her like that. She isn’t you.”

“She’s stunning and calm. She knows what’s expected of her, and she doesn’t?—”

“Watch it,” I warned.

Val pressed her lips together, the way she did when she wanted to choose her words carefully.

“She would be a good wife.”

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