Page 52 of Vito

"I can't touch her," I remind myself through clenched teeth. "Can't…" The room spins faster, even with my eyes closed, and the intoxicated fog is coming to claim my consciousness. "Can't… Touch… Her."

But Ireallywant to touch her.

She's all I want. She's all I see.

"Eden," I groan quietly, as my head lulls to the side and I try to hold onto consciousness. Her beautiful hazel eyes and luscious full mouth are the last things I recall before I feel pleasure in my cock.

Visions of Eden, her decadent body, her beautiful eyes, her gorgeous face, and that lush mouth fill my mind as I claw back to some semblance of wakefulness.

I can hear the noises I've been dreaming of her making—moans and hums of pleasure.

I feel the telltale sign of my balls pulling up tight, the tingle across my lower back, and that pulls me more awake. I orgasm in the next instant with a deep groan and Eden's name as a barest whisper.

The humming and moaning on my cock pull me even more awake. I open my eyes, then stare inuttershock.

Lexa kneels on the floor between my legs, with my cock in her mouth, still milking it from my unknown, unplanned, and unwanted orgasm.

"What the fuck?" I choke as the library door opens. I stare in horror as Eden stops in the doorway, her mouth opening in shock.

"Fuck." I try to push Lexa off me. Eden's eyes narrow in anger, then she spins on her heel and slams the door. I finally get Lexa off my cock. "What the fuck, Lexa?"

"What?" she asks innocently. "Raf said you needed some love."

"Fucking asshole." I tuck my cock back into my suit pants and race after Eden, fighting the dizziness that assaults me. Nausea and bile rise in my throat. I know it isn't all from the bourbon swishing in my empty stomach.

By the time I leave the library, Eden is nowhere to be seen. I race through the house to the front door, not caring who's here. All I see is Eden's shocked face, and I'm envisioning what she would've seen: me, sitting like a king with my legs spread, with another woman on her knees while she sucked me off.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!

I haven't caught up to Eden by the time I hit the front door. Raf stops me, looking concerned, and I almost flatten him.

I snarl like a beast from hell, and he backs up.

When I get outside, I see Eden across the looped driveway, talking to the valet attendant. I hear her demand to know where her car is rather than waiting for it to be brought up.

"Eden," I call, and she goes ramrod stiff. "Wait. Please."

The valet attendant glances at me, then hurries off to grab her vehicle.

Eden doesn't turn around immediately. Her open peacoat catches in the wind, as does her hair.

I slowly approach, wanting to draw my fingers through her slightly wavy hair that looks soft as silk.

When she finally turns to face me, I'm unprepared for her look.

Detached. Indifferent.

I want to fall to my knees when she speaks without any emotion. "I didn't mean to cut your finish off, Vito. You should've just texted me not to stop in before I left."

I grip my head. "It's not what you think."

She tilts her head, her hazel eyes so cold and flat. "So you weren't getting a blowjob in the library where you asked me to stop by after I was done debriefing with the Chamber?"

"No. Yes. Fuck… I was passed out, Eden. I swear. Raf must have gone and brought Lexa—"

"Oh, that's her name. She looks like she sucks good dick; maybe she could give me a tip or two." Her eyes flare, and she moves to her car as the valet attendant pulls up, but I grab her arm.

"Please, just listen to me. I was passed out, and the next thing I knew, I was coming and whisperingyourname."

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