Page 50 of Electric Wounds
I glance over at Jax. In the dim light, his face is shadowed, but I can see the weight of his frustration. He looks like he’s carrying the world on his shoulders, and I want to reach out, to tell him we’re all in this together, but I’m not sure he’d listen. Jax has never recovered from setbacks well. This time is even worse than usual, though.
Beside me, Dylan shifts, his usual carefree demeanor replaced by rare seriousness. "We’ll get through this, man," he whispers, more to himself than to me. "We have to."
I nod, though he can’t see it. We have to pull it together, find a way to reclaim what made us a band in the first place. For now, though, all we can do is try to get through the night and face whatever comes next. Eventually I hear Lily pass out, her soft steady breathing creating a small measure of comfort amongst the discontentment in the room. I listen to her and close my eyes, falling into a restless sleep.
THIRTY-TWO
IN THE DARK
Lily
I wake up with a start, my gasp muffled by a firm hand against my mouth. My eyes fly open, heart racing as I struggle to comprehend what is happening. The dim light filtering through the curtains barely illuminates the room, but I can make out Enzo's sharp features looming above me. His dark eyes glint with mischief, and a wicked smile tugs at the corners of his lips.
"Shh, Blondie," he whispers, his voice low and teasing. "Don't want to wake the others."
He pulls me into his lap on the far edge of the bed, settling me across his hard body. My core lands against his even harder cock. The sensation of his strong arms wrapping around me sends a shiver down my spine, and despite the shock, I find myself relaxing into his hold. Enzo keeps his hand over my mouth, his other hand moving to palm my breast through the thin fabric of my tank top. He expertly plucks at my nipple, sending jolts of pleasure through me.
I gasp against his palm, the sound barely muffled. Enzo's grin widens, and he places a finger against his lips in a shushingmotion. He then removes his hand from my mouth, his eyes never leaving mine.
"Good girl," he murmurs, his voice a husky whisper.
He shifts, pushing my tank top up and over my head, exposing my bare skin to the cool air. I help him shimmy down my shorts, my breath coming in short, shallow gasps as anticipation builds within me. Enzo's hand slips under my panties and between my thighs, his fingers teasing my slit before dipping inside to gather my wetness. He brings his fingers to my clit, rubbing slow, deliberate circles that have me biting my lip to stifle my moans.
His touch is skilled and confident, each movement calculated to drive me wild. He continues to tease me, his fingers working me into a frenzy. My body trembles with need, and I arch against him, desperate for more. Enzo's grins, his dark eyes filled with a predatory gleam.
"Do you like that?" he murmurs, his voice a low growl.
"Yes," I gasp, my hips bucking against his hand. "Please, Enzo, don't stop."
Enzo chuckles, the sound deep and throaty. A sensual vibration that stimulates me as much as his touches. He leans in, his lips brushing against my ear. "You're so tight," he whispers, his breath hot against my skin. "I can't wait to feel you around my cock."
I shiver at his words, my arousal spiking even higher. Enzo's hands move with practiced ease, stripping me of my remaining clothes. He takes his time, his touch lingering on my skin, sending shivers of anticipation through me. My body is bare before him, vulnerable and exposed. Except the look he gives me makes me feel like I hold all the power. Enzo's gaze roams over my body, his eyes dark with desire. He licks his lips, his hand slipping between my thighs once more. His fingers plunginginside me with a deliberate thrust. I cry out, my back arching as pleasure surges through me.
"That's it, Lily," Enzo growls low and hushed, his fingers working me with relentless precision as my body bucks against his hands.
I can't hold back my moans, the sound filling the small room. Enzo seems to forget his instructions to remain quiet, no longer shushing me. His touch is intoxicating, each movement driving me closer to the edge. My body tenses, the pleasure coiling tighter and tighter within me. Just as I’m about to tip over the edge, Enzo pulls back, his fingers slipping away, leaving me trembling and frustrated.
"Not yet," he murmurs, his voice a teasing whisper. "I want to hear you beg."
I bite my lip, my body aching with need. "Please, Enzo," I whisper, my voice barely audible. "I need you."
Enzo's grin widens, his hand moving to my breast, his thumb brushing over my nipple. "Good girl," he says, his voice a low purr. "You know how to ask nicely."
With that, he lowers his head, his lips closing around my nipple. The sensation is electric, sending jolts of pleasure through me. Enzo's hand moves back between my thighs, his fingers resuming their relentless assault. This time, he doesn't hold back, his touch driving me to the brink of madness.
My body trembles with need, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable level. Just when I think I can't take anymore, Enzo pushes me over the edge. My orgasm crashes over me, my body arching as waves of pleasure wash through me. I go to bite down on my lip to stifle my scream, but Enzo quickly places his hand over my mouth, silencing me and stopping the movement.
"That's it," he murmurs, his voice a low growl. "Come for me."
I shudder, the pleasure overwhelming. Enzo's touch doesn't stop, his fingers coaxing every last bit of pleasure from me. Finally, I collapse into him, spent and trembling.
Enzo doesn't seem bothered. He frees his cock from his shorts, the sight of the thick length making my mouth water. With one swift motion, he slides inside me, filling me completely. He doesn't waste any time, surging in fully and then using his hands on my hips to adjust my angle, grinding me against his hardness. The friction against my sensitive spots reignites my pleasure, and I moan against his palm.
His thrusts are powerful, each one sending waves of pleasure through me. Enzo's low grunts fill the room, mingling with my muffled moans. He keeps up the relentless pace, his grip on my hips tightening as he drives me closer and closer to another climax.
"Come for me, Lily," he growls, his voice thick. Urgency and pleasure riding his tone.
I can't hold back any longer. My body tenses, then shatters around him, my orgasm crashing over me in waves. Enzo's hand stays firmly over my mouth, silencing my cries of pleasure. He continues thrusting into me, each movement prolonging my release until I’m left shaking. With a final, powerful drive of his hips, Enzo follows me over the edge. He groans, his grip on my hips bruising as he empties himself inside me. He pulls me closer, his chest heaving as he catches his breath.
