Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29053 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29053 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
I was too far gone to try to hold off my orgasm, but I needed her to go over the edge with me at the same time. I reached between us and rubbed my thumb on her clit. She arched her back, her nipples scraping along my chest. She moaned, and I felt her cunt tighten around me right before she got off.
“You’re mine, Bianca.”
“Yes,” she screamed out as she came, her mouth opening as her body surrendered to the pleasure I gave her.
I followed her over the edge, burying my length fully into her so my sac rested against the lush mounds of her ass and I could come deep inside her. I pulled back and forced my eyes to stay open as I came, wanting to see Bianca’s pleasure and take it as my own, let it heighten my pleasure.
I roared out when the ecstasy became too much, knowing that as soon as I pulled out, my jizz would slip out of her cunt and coat her inner thighs. That had a deep growl of possessiveness leaving me.
When my orgasm faded, I realized she was already leaning against me, hanging on as her post-pleasure sapped her energy. I pulled her away from the wall, wrapped my arms around her, and lifted her into my arms.
She gasped and hung on to me. “Enzo—”
“Shhh,” I said and kissed her temple as I carried her to my room. “You’re perfect right where you are.” She relaxed in my arms, and I stepped into my room and laid her on the mattress. I took a step back and stared down at her, pleasure filling my chest. She looked absolutely perfect on my bed. Like she was meant to always be here.
I slipped in beside her and covered us up with the satin sheet, wrapping my arm around her and pulling her closer so her back was to my chest. “Sleep, Bianca,” I said softly and kissed the top of her head. “You’re going to need the rest, because I’m not nearly done with you yet.” She shivered against me, and I tightened my arm around her. “I’m not nearly done staking my claim and marking you.”
And I wouldn’t be. Not until I took my last breath in this world.
12
Bianca
I didn’t think I'd ever been this nervous… ever. Then again, I’d never been in a serious relationship where meeting the parents had been in the picture.
The feel of Enzo’s hand in mine was a calm reassurance, but it didn’t completely take my nerves away.
“There’s nothing to be worried about,” he said in that sexy, smooth voice that always had my body heating up.
“Easy for you to say. You and my folks hit it off immediately.” He gave my hand a squeeze, and I glanced over at him as he sat in the driver seat and took us to his mother’s home.
Of course my parents had no clue about Enzo’s darker ties, no knowledge that he was the mafia. They knew him only as a successful businessman, and it would stay that way. It was safer that way.
It wasn’t that I was ashamed of Enzo or who or what he was, but I also wasn’t a fool in thinking that my parents knowing the darker side of him would have made any positive impact on their life.
He tightened his hold on my hand, and I glanced at him, knowing that just from his expression he’d probably seen where my thoughts were going. Enzo was definitely in tune with my feelings. It was like being with him was this missing puzzle piece that fell right into place.
Twenty minutes later, Enzo was pulling into a paved driveway and stopping in front of a massive wrought-iron gate. After he entered the code, the gate swung open, and he ascended the long, winding driveway and stopped in front of a three-story brick mansion.
I knew my mouth was probably hanging open, but I’d lived in the city my entire life and had never seen anything like this before. And although my parents did have a house, it was nothing like this.
“What if your mother doesn’t like me?” I finally said and leaned back on the leather seat to look at him. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes were gentle as he regarded me.
“It doesn’t matter if my mother likes you or not. You’re mine, and I’m not letting you go.” His deep voice moved all over my body. “The only opinions that matter when it comes to you and me and our relationship are ours, Bianca.”
My heart galloped in my chest at his deeply rumbled words. I couldn’t help but feel a flush cover my face.
“I love how you’re so receptive to me, even reacting so strongly to the truth.” He reached a hand out to curl around my nape, pulling me in close so he could give me a long, lingering kiss. Right in front of his mother’s house.