Page 10 of Rise of Temptation

He pulls away to give me a little space, and I find myself on my hands and knees before I’ve registered that he asked me to move. When I’m not such a horny mess, I’ll probably be annoyed with myself for letting him have so much control over me. I’m trained to hold my own in any situation, but Enzo pushes everything I know right out of my brain. In its place, I’m developing an addiction to his body. It’s a dangerous situation to be in, but not something I can fix at this exact moment.

Finally, he gives me what I need and fucks me into the mattress. One of his hands grips my hip while the other pushes my upper body down so my head is pressed into the pillows. His hips pound into my ass and his balls slap my clit while he rails me relentlessly.

I feel an orgasm building from the dual stimulation of his cock in my pussy and the steady rhythm against my clit. With a scream, pleasure overtakes me. I’m too lost in my own release to notice that Enzo followed me into the abyss, but I figure it out when he rolls off of me and reclines on my bed, panting.

Before I can say a word, he gets up and leaves, slamming the door behind him.

“Yeah, I had a great time too,” I mutter to the empty room before going to the bathroom. I need to clean myself up so I can go to bed for the second time tonight.

Enzo

I can’t believe I fucked her. I mean, I can believe it. She’s hot and a great lay. But I was planning to just use her during meetings, like she said when I woke her up. For some reason, I couldn’t stay away. I tried to distract myself with exercise, work,even masturbating. But my dick only wants her, it seems.

That’s going to get annoying. Fast.

Rather than going back to my room, I head downstairs to the gym. I couldn’t focus on my workout earlier because all I wanted was Elise. Now that I’m sure she’ll still be feeling me tomorrow, I can get back to the task at hand. There’s no way I’m letting my routine slip just because I’ve got a hot piece of ass living under my roof.

I haven’t figured out what to do with her after we figure out who is running their fucking trafficking ring through my club, but it’s a delicate situation. It’s not like I can just murder a federal agent and hope no one notices. But I can’t let her leave once she knows so much about my organization.

I give up on figuring that out tonight and focus on the weights in my hands. I’ll have to wipe everything down extra carefully since I didn’t even bother to go back to my room and get dressed. Although, the thought of coming back down here tomorrow and knowing I’m sitting in our combined juices doesn’t completely disgust me.

No. I’ll just have to add Elise to my routine. I can’t have bodily fluids covering every inch of my gym.

I let my mind slip into the zone and focus on my workout, pushing away all thoughts of Elise, the traffickers, and work. It will all still be there tomorrow, whether I like it or not.

Chapter 9

Enzo

Frankie, Sal, and Joey are the only three people allowed to show up at my house unannounced. They’re here so often, they might as well just move in. Anyone else who shows up without warning knows that they better have a damn good reason.

Today, the guys come in and yell up the stairs that they have a new lead about the trafficking ring.

“Is the yelling really necessary?” I ask, rolling my eyes at their antics.

“We didn’t want to come upstairs in case you were buried in your captive pussy,” Sal explains with a shrug.

“But you were fine with her hearing your reason for being here at the crack of dawn? What if she heard you and started asking questions?”

Now it’s Frankie’s turn to roll his eyes. “It’s almost noon. You’ve been up for hours, and she probably has been too. And if she gets nosy, you can just get rid of her.”

I don’t answer, partially because I don’t want to talk about Elise. I haven’t told them the real reason why she’s here. Not because I don’t trust them; I just don’t want to hear about all thereasons why it’s a bad idea to essentially have a federal agent held hostage in my house. I also want to keep up the illusion that she’s here for my pleasure and my pleasure only. If anyone is brave enough to ask me to share her, it’s these three. And that’s not happening.

“You said you have a new lead?” I ask them.

“Yes. Your office?” Frankie straightens up as he asks, switching into business mode like the professional he is.

“I’ll meet you in there.” I pull out my phone and shoot off a quick text to Elise.

Enzo: My office. Now. In work clothes.

Elise: Yes, boss.

I slip my phone back into my pocket and walk down the hall to my office. They’re going to be pissed, but she needs something for her boss. Hearing the information first hand is better than getting it from me after the fact. If she doesn’t trust me to hold up my end of the deal, then I only have the threat of killing her to make her hold up her end of it. I’ve learned that people tend to work better together when there’s mutual trust, so I’m going to do what I can. But if she’s dressed inappropriately for a meeting, she won’t be getting anything from me except a punishment once I’m done here.

The door to my office is open, so I walk in and round the desk to take my seat. Frankie opens his mouth to start talking, but I interrupt. “How are things at the club? Aside from the unsanctioned criminal activity.”

Sal speaks up. “Pretty normal, boss. One of the new girls quit, but Joey and I were thinking about firing her anyway, so she saved us the trouble. Sales are good. Customers are the same as usual.”

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