Page 63 of The Devil's Secret

“There’s something else I know, and it could maybe help find Robby,” she says, rearing back some more. “The Bianchis’ lawyer is Joey Russo. He’s in deep. He was at the club a lot, talking to the Bianchis, huddled in corners, exchanging documents. If anyone knows where they’re keeping Robby and the others, he will.”

“I’m gonna kill them all, baby. And once I find your son, no one will come after either one of you. When he’s safe, I want you to both stay here with me.”

Her brow arches, her mouth falling open. “Really? You’d do that?”

I let a faint smile settle over my lips. “Did you really think you were gonna run from me? There’s not a chance in hell of that, baby girl. Wherever you go, I’d find you and I’d bring you right back to me, where you belong.”

Through the haze of her pain, her breathing turns hard, those eyes on my mouth. “Enzo…” Her voice trails, a finger drawing a path down the side of my face. “I love you too.”

I draw in a sharp breath, a lazy smile forming. “Say it again,” I demand, skirting a hand up her back, fisting her hair as I roll it around my wrist, yanking until my lips are on her neck.

“I love you,” she hums as I kiss her softly. “I love you with everything I have.” Those words, they fill the void in my heart that I always thought would be empty. But meeting her, falling for her, it changed me, even when I hadn’t realized at first.

Gentle kisses are replaced by the grating of my teeth until I reach her jaw, nipping, biting, finding her mouth and kissing her with every ounce of my being.

She groans, rocking her hips over my already straining hard-on. With a growl, I rise, flipping her onto the bed, my body pressing over hers.

Her cries of pleasure grow louder as my cock rubs her pussy, my tongue diving deep into her mouth, sucking hers into mine.

My hand falls to her tits, rolling a hardened nipple between two fingers, my mouth moving south now, down her neck, until my lips replace my hands on her breasts.

I clamp her nipple with my teeth through the tank top, watching her as she watches me suck them. Lowering her shirt with the free hand, I yank it past her arms, her sultry moans only urging me on.

“You want this, don’t you, baby? You want my mouth on these tits?” I squeeze both, looking up at her, my tongue swiping across each pebbled bead.

“Yes, touch me, please,” she cries, her body rattling underneath me. “Fuck me, Enzo.”

“Shit, baby, I want to.” I kiss the center of her chest. “I want to feel that tight pussy gripping my cock, but it’s all about you right now. I’m gonna make you feel so damn good.”

Then I’m on her, my lips on that soft skin, kissing down her body, teeth edging toward her hips, nipping each one as my fingers find the waistband of her shorts, and slowly, I drag them down.

She eyes me hungrily as I slip them completely off. Her bare body like an offering. She locks her knees, and I grab her ankles, legs clasped tight as I lift them in the air, giving me a damn good view of those lips I can’t wait to get my mouth on.

“Spread those thighs for me,” I tell her as I lower her feet back down. “Let me see you.”

She parts them without an ounce of resistance, confidence settling in her gaze.

“Mmm, good girl.” My middle finger falls in between her slit, winding it down slow. “My girl.”

Her body jolts, thighs itching to close around my touch, but I stop them, a palm on the inside of each, pushing them apart.

Settling on my knees, I grab under her hips, raising her to my mouth, my tongue taking a swipe from her ass all the way to her clit.

Her hands fist, quivering around my bedsheets, my breath blowing against her core. “No woman has ever been on my bed before. No one but you.”

“Enzo,” she pants, and with that pleading look in her eyes, my mouth wraps around her and delves inside, tasting her, wanting to own every single one of her orgasms.

I thrust two fingers inside as my tongue rolls around her clit, and she squirms, crying out my name, speaking in riddles, the small of her back curving as her eyes roll, body jerking.

“Yes, please don’t stop,” she begs with a strain in her voice, her walls clasping around me, my fingers soaked, her pussy dripping down into her ass.

Goddamn, she may be too good for a fucked-up man like me, but I want her. Above everything else, I want this. Even if I have to fight like hell for her, I’ll gladly do it.

With a curl of my fingers, I add a third, thrusting faster. Deeper. “Yeah, that’s it, baby. Grip that pussy tight around me.”

“Shit,” she swears, her exhales uneven as my tongue envelops her clit, sucking hard, stroking roughly.

Her eyes shut, causing me to pull away. “Look at me. I want your eyes on mine when you come.”

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