Page 54 of Enzo DeLuca

His hellcat met him thrust for thrust as he pounded her body, showing her no mercy. In return, she showed him no mercy. Her nails clawed at his back as he fucked her. Her legs wrapped around his waist. Her pussy gripped him tightly like it never wanted him to leave. Enzo surged forward, again and again, rocking her body with each powerful thrust.

She wrenched her mouth away from his to moan out loud. He instantly missed the taste of her tongue. But he was thoroughly enjoying the feel of her pussy. Never had anything felt this damn good. It was like her pussy was made for him. He gritted his teeth to keep from moaning aloud.

Their bodies rocked until sweat glistened on their skin. Her moans filled the air. Though he tried to hold his groans in, her pussy felt too good for that. He groaned out loud, but it sounded more like a growl. She was bringing out the animal in him, the savage. He pushed into her again, loving the way she writhed underneath him as he pounded her body.

He fucked her until they were both gasping for air, until they were both trembling uncontrollably. When her orgasm crashed over her, it dragged him down with her, sending them both spiraling into an abyss of pleasure. It was a long time before they were able to start breathing regularly again.

An even longer time before their bodies stopped trembling. Once he was able to move his legs, he turned over onto his back and brought her with him. With her head resting against his chest, Enzo stared up at the ceiling. Seconds passed, then minutes. Neither of them spoke. Only the sound of their breathing filled the air. It was Enzo who broke the silence.

“Can I have you?” he whispered.

“You just had me,” she said breathlessly.

“No. I mean...”Forever. “Can you stay here with me, willingly?”

For a long time, she didn’t say anything. What would he do if she said no? He didn’t want to think about it. Mainly because he knew he’d make her stay anyway. He’d keep her with him until she wanted him just as much as he wanted her.

“Enzo, I...”

“You don’t have to worry about remembering what my grandfather said. I’ll find the betrayer on my own.”

“That’s not...”

“Also, you don’t have to wear cuffs and shit. But you can’t leave the house yet. It’s not safe. My enemies know I have a witness. Your life is still in danger until I find out who betrayed my family.”

“I understand. But, Enzo...”

“I’ll make sure you have everything you need. Hair care products for black women, everything.”

She chuckled. Enzo smiled. He loved the sound of her laughter.

“There’s a lot you don’t know about me, Enzo.”

“I know you’re running from something. I’m sure you’ll tell me what that is when you’re ready.”

“What if I’m never ready?”

“Once you come to trust me, you’ll tell me. Just know, I’ll protect you.”

She sighed. “Enzo, we’re too different. And, you’re a DeLuca. You’re a don.”

“I’ll never hurt you,” he rushed to say.

“Look...” She sat up and stared down at him. Her breasts jiggled as she moved, drawing his gaze to them. She gripped his chin. “Eyes up here.”

Smiling, he said, “Yes, ma’am.”

She rolled her eyes. “All it took was a little sex to make you behave,” she joked.

“All it took was a lot of dick to put a smile on your face.”

A blush crept into her cheeks as she stared away from him and shyly said, “Enzo!”

If she kept saying his name like that, he’d end up fucking her again. She returned her gaze to his.

Schooling her face into a serious expression, she told him, “I don’t care about your lifestyle. That doesn’t bother me.”

“It doesn’t?”

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