Page 105 of The Devil
He takes hold of my arm and pulls me back to his side. “Stay close,meu amor. It makes me nervous when you’re more than a few feet away from me.”
“Are we in any danger here?” I ask.
“No. I just don’t like it when you’re out of arm’s reach of me.”
I snuggle into his side and place my hand on his abs. “Aww…I love you, too, my overprotective mountain of a man.”
He chuckles again, a happy smile playing around his mouth.
We get into the SUV, and as Enzo drives us toward one of his houses, I look out the window at the foreign sights.
I get to live the rest of my life with Enzo and see beautiful places like this.
“I’m so lucky,” I whisper. When I look at the man who holds my heart in his strong hands, and seeing the questioning look on his face, I explain, “I’m lucky that you walked into my store that night.”
“I wasn’t going to, but I stopped there on the spur of the moment.” He picks up my hand and sets it down on his thigh. “The romantic side of me likes to think my soul was drawn to yours.”
“You don’t have a romantic side,” I tease him before glancing out the windows again. When Enzo steers the SUV up a driveway and I see guards scattered all over the front yard that’s as big as a field, I ask, “Is this your home?”
We stop in front of a Mediterranean palace. That’s what I’m calling the huge house.
“You’re my home, but yes, we’ll spend a lot of time here,” Enzo replies.
We get out of the SUV, and as we go into the house, I curiously glance around the interior. There’s nothing personal anywhere, and it kind of feels devoid of life.
“What?” Enzo asks.
“It’s just…not you,” I answer honestly.
“What did you expect?”
“Warmth. Style.” I shrug. “A home.”
“I just slept here,meu amor. Before you, all I did was work.”
I snuggle up to his chest and brush my hands over his broad shoulders. “What are you going to do now that I’m here?”
Just like earlier, his arm wraps around my back, and he hauls me up against his body until my feet leave the floor.
“Now I’m going to fuck you.” When he begins to walk toward a grand staircase, I let out a burst of laughter. “Consider it my way of making you feel welcome here.”
I roll my eyes at him. “Like you need a reason.”
I begin to undo the buttons on his shirt I have access to, and when we reach a large bedroom where a lot of natural light is streaming in through open balcony doors, I don’t get any time to look around.
Enzo drops me on a bed, then his mouth crashes against mine. He gives me one of those kisses that turns my brain to mush and makes my abdomen buzz with anticipation.
I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of the way he kisses me.
I manage to undo all the buttons of his shirt and vest, and pulling down his zipper, I reach into his pants to wrap my fingers around his erection.
Enzo groans into my mouth as I stroke him, then his hand shoots up and he grips me by my throat. I’m pushed back and pinned to the mattress, my hand ripped away from his hard length.
“Your hand feels incredible,meu coração, but it’s your pussy I want.” With his other hand, he digs his wallet out of his pocket and drops it on my chest. “Take out a condom.”
Hearing the dominant rumble of his voice has my core clenching with need, and I feel myself getting wet for him.
I quickly pull out the foil packet and rip it open before I roll it onto Enzo’s hard-on. When I’m done, he shoves the skirt of my dress all the way up to my stomach before he rips my panties off.
