Page 119 of His Enforcer

He grins against my lips and then pulls back, grabbing a cigarette. “What would you do without me?”

“Drown.”

I light that damnable thing and watch him inhale, smoke billowing around him.

“You know, this is a terrible addiction.”

“It is, but I’ve been smoking since I was twelve. There’s no stopping it now.”

“Jesus.”

“I’ve stopped a few times, but I quite like it. I’d miss it too much if it were gone completely. And what’s your vice, Vik?”

I bite back that it’s him, that he’s the man I’ve been unhealthily obsessing over since I was a teen. Instead, I swallow the truth.

“I guess sex.”

“Youarea horny boy.”

I blush as his fingers move to my groin, stroking me. Arching up into him, I reach out and grab onto his shoulders.

“Oh fuck,” I moan, sensation traveling down my spine.

“Yes. Fucking. You love it, don’t you?”

“I do. Are you going to show me how you can keep up with me? That you’re not a decrepit old man?”

He chuckles and squeezes my cock roughly.

“I’ve shown you plenty. But I’ll make sure you know. Tonight. Maybe I’ll stuff that wet hole with my cock. Would you like that? Would you whine like a whore?”

I gasp as he spins me around, my face up against the fence, my ass against his cock. He grinds against it, the scent of wet grass and smoke filling my lungs.

“Say you’re a whore. My whore.”

I groan and nod, forcing those words from my mouth.

“Will you let me fuck you again?” he asks.

“God, yes.”

“Mm, I’ll make sure I fuck you so good you can’t walk straight the next day,” he says, making me shiver. He arches up against me, thehard shape of his cock dragging against my ass before he pulls away, leaving me trembling and silently begging for more. He presses a kiss against my neck when his phone pings.

He sighs and I let out a shaky breath, feeling topsy-turvy.

“We need to get back to work, pretty boy. Anthony just messaged and told me Lex and Diablo found something.”

“Fuck.”

“I know. He has the worst fucking timing. I wanted to watch you come in your pants.”

I huff and push off the fence, facing Luca who is grinning smugly.

“I wouldn’t have come in my pants, asshole. I have control.”

“You have a hair trigger when it comes to me. I can’t wait to feel that hole flex around my cock tonight. Strangle it.”

A wheeze leaves me as he brushes his hand across my cheek and then links his fingers with mine.

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