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“Shit, love seeing those tits jiggle for me. Give me one more, baby, one more, I know you can do it.”

I shake my head, convinced that one more orgasm might just kill me.

“Please, Florence. I need one more. Need to see you cum like this.”

He reaches down and rubs my clit with his thumb, making my back bow off the bed. My body shakes with the effort of keeping my bones inside my skin as I tense and stretch, reaching for the end. One more thrust and I scream my release as my body jerks violently.

“That’s it, Jesus, Florence, fuck!”

Lorenzo stills inside of me as I continue to writhe and pulse, massaging his huge cock, my pussy demanding to be filled.

He roars and swells deep inside of me, his release pouring out of him. My body tremors and twitches as he fills me up. Our combined orgasms leak out of me, dripping onto the sheets.

Finally,finally, Lorenzo slips out of me and gathers me up in his arms so we’re on our sides facing each other. He kisses my forehead and then nuzzles into the top of my head, stroking my back in tender circles.

“God, that was incredible,” he whispers. “Are you okay? I lost control. I’m so sorry.”

He pulls back and looks me in the eyes, tracing my lips with his thumb. I kiss the pad of his finger and smile up at him.

“I’m good,” I tell him. “I wanted it. I still want it. Whatever you’re willing to give me.”

Lorenzo lets out a breath and nuzzles into the side of my neck. “I don’t deserve you,” he murmurs. “But you’re mine now.”

“Yours,” I confirm. A yawn takes over my body and I stretch before curling back up in his arms.

“I’ve got you,” he says softly. “Rest now, beautiful. I’m right here.”

9

LORENZO

“So, you have the file?” Marco, the most trusted captain in the family, asks from where he’s sitting across from me on the small deck out back of the Adobe bungalow.

He showed up at the safe house about ten minutes ago, as per our agreed-upon time when I sent him a text last night. That was before everything happened with Florence, and honestly, I almost forgot about the meeting altogether until Marco called to confirm the address.

Luckily, Florence is inside taking a cat nap. Literally, she and Sprinkles were curled up on the bed, both snoring softly when I stepped outside to meet Marco.

“It’s inside,” I tell him, which isn’t a lie. Florence has the file in question. I saw her take it out of her purse earlier today before lunch. I didn’t say anything, not sure how to move forward. I already made her feel unwanted, how could I risk making her feel used as well?

“With the woman?” Marco asks, darting his eyes toward the door as if he’s considering storming inside and taking it himself.

“Her name is Florence,” I say with a little more bite in my tone than I intended.

Marco’s eyebrows lift up in surprise, then furrow with concern. “And you’re sure we can trust her? Didn’t you say she works at Hanson & Hanson?”

“You don’t have to trust her. You have to trustme,” I growl. “And I say she’s more honorable than anyone I know. Is that good enough for you?”

Marco raises his hands in a sign of surrender. “I didn’t mean anything by it. Damn,” he grumbles. “Why did you bring her all the way out here instead of straight to the Caparelli compound? Aurelio wants those documents, Lorenzo.”

“And I’m going to hand them over,” I assure Marco. “That doesn’t mean Florence should be collateral damage. We might be criminals, but we’re not so cruel as to kill innocent women.”

The tall, broad-shouldered man nods slowly, then leans back in his seat. “Of course, she should be protected. I wasn’t telling you to throw her to the wolves.” Just then, his phone rings. Marco looks at the screen, deciding to answer. “What,” he spits out. It’s a typical greeting for Marco. “Yes, I’m with him now.”

I wonder who he’s talking to. Aurelio knows I’m here and I told Marco last night, but that was supposed to be it. The captain grunts a few monosyllabic responses, then hangs up. I give him a questioning look, silently demanding him to tell me who that call was from.

“Jagger,” he tells me. He must see the surprised look on my face. “Boss let everyone in the inner circle know you were at a safe house with the file in hand.”

“He gave out the address?” I ask incredulously. That doesn’t sound like Aurelio.

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