Page 16 of The Enforcer's Revenge
Then he got on his knees and licked her until she came—twice.
If he wasn’t feeling golden before, he was then.
Feeling her hands in his hair and making her strong body shake to the point that she nearly lost her footing had him jumping to his feet when she got done choking back the cries of her second orgasm. Tino had to fuck her after that because hearing her come made him rock hard.
She’d put her hand to her mouth, biting her own palm, and he licked the injury before he wrapped his arms around her and lifted Brianna off her feet. She twined her arms and legs around him as he pushed her back against the wall.
Brianna moaned as he slid into her, slowly, savoring her. She hid her face in the curve of his neck, biting him to the point of pain to quiet herself. Her nails were sharp in his shoulder, digging in deeper with every thrust.
He fucking loved it.
And he told her so in a broken combination of English and Italian. With every raspy breath, he took her harder and harderuntil he was biting and sucking on her neck to hide just how good she felt.
In the end, they came wrapped up in each other, with the hot water beating on Tino’s back and Brianna’s powerful thighs tight around his waist. Being twenty and in love was fucking awesome. Tino was on top of the world, so high on life he felt invincible.
“I wish you’d marry me,” Brianna whispered once the rush passed. He was still in her, and she was clinging to him because it was hard to sap the strength of a woman who worked full-time at honing it. “I know enforcers can’t have wives, but maybe…” She shrugged when Tino pulled back to look at her. “Maybe the Borgata could make an exception.”
He felt himself flinch, even though she hated it when he did that. “You don’t wanna marry me.”
She put a hand to his lips before he could remind her what he was and exactly where he came from. No matter where they were now, at the end of the day, he was dirty.
He’d always be dirty.
“I love you.” Brianna’s voice echoed over the hum of the water against the tiles. “I want to marry you, Tino. I want to be yours in front of God. Don’t you want that?”
He could hardly breathe with how much he wanted it.
As a man.
As a Siciliano.
It’d been killing him to hide their relationship. The truth was he’d been letting his guard down more and more on purpose because he wanted people to know Brianna was his.
He wanted the world to know what he would do if someone hurt her, but still he reminded her, “It’s more than my shit from the past. Enforcers don’t have wives because it makes them a target. You’d be in danger.”
“Get me a gun. Teach me to protect myself,” Brianna argued as if it made perfect sense to her. “If you can use one, I can too.”
“You think you can point a gun at someone and pull the trigger?” Tino asked her in disbelief.
“I think if they were trying to kill me, I could.”
Tino considered that and looked down at her, still wrapped around him. He ran a hand down her arm, feeling the strong line of female biceps under his fingers. Brianna was about as strong and physically fit as a woman could be. If she could out-dance and outrun most men, she could probably outdo them in other ways, too.
He nodded. “Okay.”
“Okay?” Brianna repeated in shock. “You’ll marry me?”
“I’ll get you a gun,” Tino corrected her with an arch of his eyebrow. “And I’ll teach you how to use it.”
Brianna wasn’t disappointed by the miscommunication. She beamed instead, making her green eyes glow through the mist. That was the problem with having a girlfriend with whom he shared everything. She understood him enough to know it was his way of taking a step forward, of accepting she was in his life forever and compensating for it rather than simply hiding like he had been.
Without a doubt, Brianna needed to know how to protect herself if they were going to do this.
“We’ll see how well you learn,” he said, mainly because he wanted to keep that pleased gleam in her gaze. “Then we’ll discuss the rest.”
“I’m gonna own that gun range,” she promised like a woman who was used to being the best at everything she did. “Wait and see.”
CHAPTER FIVE
