Page 60 of Bound to the Enforcer

For a heartbeat, we just sit there, the quiet between us more intimate than any words. I lean in, my lips brushing against his, softly at first, tentative, like I'm afraid to break the fragile moment. But then the kiss deepens, our hands moving, pulling each other closer, and the world outside disappears.

The kiss is everything—relief, longing, a promise. It's the first time in so long that I feel like we're both standing still, just for a second, in the chaos of everything that's happened.

When we pull away, we're both breathless, and for a moment, I rest my forehead against his, letting the stillness settle around us.

"I love you," Alessio says quietly, his voice thick with emotion.

I close my eyes, savoring the words, the truth in them. "I love you, too," I whisper, my hand moving to his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath my fingers.

I have been holding onto those words for a while. I know I love him because my heart beats in rhythm with his.

"Make love to me, Alessio." My words are barely above a whisper, but they fill the room we are sitting in. I lift off my chair and settle into his lap. "Show me how much you love me."

Our lips collide into a heated kiss. Our tongues move with each other with an urgency that had not been there before, unlike the last times he worked my body. This time, we are clawing at each other.

I feel the complaint of my wound, but I don't care. All I want is to feel him. I need him in ways I have never needed anyone in my life before. Our kiss is frantic and uncaged. I pull away from him to catch my breath, my chest heaving up and down as I try to slow my racing heart.

"I want to taste you," I say against his lips. I pull off of his lap and drop down to my knees in between his legs. The dress that I have on kisses the floor when I sit down on my knees.

"You don't have to do that, baby," he whispers. But I can see the desire swimming in his eyes. He wants this as much as I do.

"I want to see you come undone, Alessio," I whisper. My mouth is already watering with anticipation. "Show me."

He unzips his trousers and frees his hard cock. The sight of it has me licking my lips. I take all of him into my mouth slowly at first until I feel him hit the back of my throat. He grabs a fist full of my hair, a hiss escaping his teeth.

I move up and down on his dick, feeling the soft twitch of his hard cock in my mouth. My head bobs up and down as I begin to incorporate my hand along with my mouth. I squeeze his base carefully, just enough to have him groaning and bucking into my mouth.

"Oh baby…" he moans into the empty apartment. "Fuck, yes, take my cock into your mouth. You suck my cock like a slut, my slut."

I slurp and wet his dick as I take him in. I love watching him come undone under my touch. It is the most delicious thing I have ever seen. I can watch him do this for all of eternity. His muscles tense underneath me, and I know that he is only seconds from finding his release, but he abruptly pulls out of my mouth with a loud pop.

"Alessio!" I whimper.

But my whimpers are soon drowned out when he lifts me from my knees and places me onto his lap. I straddle him, my hands coming to his shoulders, and he plunges into me without warning. I am hit by this wave of extreme passion. It sears through my body, torching everything in its wake. He moves in and out of me relentlessly, taking me to new heights with every forceful blow.

"Ah!" I gasp. "Alessio! Please!"

He growls into the crook of my neck. His teeth graze my skin and warms my blood. I feel the pleasure moving through every cell in my body.

The lightning courses through my veins, my body moist with sweat and passion.

"Alessio, I'm going to…"

"Come for me, baby."

His command is all I need to find my release. My body bucks forward into him. My fingers are pulling at the soft strands on his scalp. I smash my lips onto him so he can steal my screams and swallow them whole. He shudders under me, his cock spilling into me as he follows me down to the sweet abyss.

We allow the orgasms to move between us, the fire moving between our bodies and settling into our chests.

He is the man I love, my stable center and the pillar of strength that I depend on. Outside of these walls, we have a war on the horizon, but for just this moment, we will exist as two people who love each other like their lives depend on it.

We will make it out of this alive. This is my solemn vow to myself and to Alessio. We will not allow Domenico to steal our futures.

The time arrives for us to make our final move against Domenico. Weeks of running, shooting, and dodging have all lead up to this one singular moment.

And in this moment, despite the danger waiting, despite everything we've been through, it feels like we're exactly where we're supposed to be. Together.

The tension in the room is suffocating. We've been preparing for this moment for hours, and yet it feels like it's happening too soon. Every step, every decision leading us here feels like it's written in stone—there's no turning back now.

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