I buck my hips and grab his hair, overwhelmed by the sensation of his warm tongue against my sensitive, swollen clit. He growls into my pussy, the vibrations rattling my bones as he devours me.
Enrico spears his tongue into my entrance and swirls his nose around my clit. My breaths come out in short little gasps as my muscles tense and pulse. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. I’m teetering on the edge, close,soclose to falling into the unknown.
I suck in a huge breath and hold it as my orgasm takes me hostage. I jerk in his arms, but Enrico grips me tighter, steadying my movements as he laps at me and bats my clit around, prolonging my pleasure.
He looks up at me as I lower my head to look at him. His eyes are stormy, dark, and feral. I see my release covering his lips and nose, making me moan. He doesn’t give me any time to recover before flattening his tongue and licking me from bottom to top.
“Oh, ohmygod, Enrico, I… I can’t…”
He grunts and continues to nibble and suck on my folds. The world crashes down around me until all I can focus on are the relentless strokes of his tongue as he pushes me higher and higher, winds me tighter and tighter, increasing the pressure in my core almost unbearably.
I gasp and writhe as he plunges two fingers inside me and curls them up, hitting a spot that makes my nerves light up and burn deliciously beneath my skin. He swirls his tongue around my clit again and again. I can’t breathe. My heart thrashes. A rushing sensation floods my body. I feel like I have to twist away, back down from the onslaught of pleasure, but I can’t. I’m rooted in place, completely at his mercy.
My body grows tight. The pressure builds inside me, through my pelvis, over my skin, in my muscles, and along my nerves. Pleasure swells and explodes as I convulse in his arms. He pins me to the wall, mercilessly eating me out with a growl. My sweaty flesh shakes as I jerk and fight my way through another orgasm.
“Oh, baby.” He raises his face to stare at me in awe. “You squirted all over me. Shit, you’re incredible.”
I’m floating through space, through bliss, through lust and release. The rhythmic, sharp throbbing between my legs brings me down from my high. I open my eyes and see Enrico slowly licking me up and down, swallowing down my release, every last drop.
My bones turn to liquid as I slump against the wall, completely wrung out. Enrico helps me get dressed and then stands, pulling me into his strong, comforting embrace. I bury my face in his chest, not sure what happens next.
“I’ve got you, Valerie,” he murmurs softly. He presses his lips to the top of my head, inhaling slowly as if committing my scent to memory. “You’re perfect.”
Guilt cuts through the haze of lust and longing. I’m not perfect. Even after our talk earlier, he still doesn’t know the whole truth. Now that we’ve shared something so intimate, I don’t know if I could handle disappointing him.
My phone dings with an incoming text, making me tense and push away. Enrico frowns, but I need to get to my phone before he sees the text. I don’t know what it says yet, but I have a feeling I know who it’s from.
Sure enough, my brother’s text pops up on the screen:You fucking whore.
Another text immediately follows the first.
Do you hate me enough to spread your legs for the goddamn mafia? How many of them have you slept with?
My hands tremble as I watch the text bubbles appear and disappear. Then another message comes through.
I’ll deal with you later. For now, it’s best if you come home. You don’t want to be around when we settle the score with the Caparellis.
I jump slightly as Enrico’s hand rests on my lower back, and I lock my phone screen before he can read any of the messages.
“Hey, sweet girl,” he whispers before kissing my temple and forehead. “I can fix whatever you’re worrying about right now. All you have to do is let me.”
My heart squeezes tightly at his words. I turn, wrapping my arms around his torso and clinging to him with everything I am.
Enrico folds his arms around me, cradling me gently. “I’m right here,” he says softly.
I blink away tears.Yeah, but for how long?
6
ENRICO
After the explosive kiss Valerie and I shared yesterday and the way she surrendered her body to my greedy lips and tongue, I knew I couldn’t stand another night of sleeping apart. It felt wrong in every way, and my woman didn’t protest when I led her to my bed last night instead of hers.
I’ve been awake for a little while now, staring at the precious woman sleeping next to me. The orangish-pink rays of the early morning sun kiss her adorable nose and rounded cheeks, making me want to do the same.
Unable to resist any longer, I lean over and press the lightest kiss to one cheek and then the other, marveling at how soft her skin feels beneath my lips.
“Morning,” Valerie whispers. She nibbles on her bottom lip as if unsure what to do with my attention. I don’t intend to make her wait long.?