Chapter 124
The sight of her lection wrecked her–eyes red, lips trembling, the lock gleaming like a brand. Too much joy, too much grief eslliding at once. She couldn’t hold it. She needed him–needed his hands, his voice, his weight–to anchor her before she drowned in it.
Quiet as a shadow, she crawled back onto the bed, between his legs, pressing kisses up the trail of his skin until her mouth wrapped around him. Enzo stirred with a low groan, half–dreaming until her tongue dragged along his length and pulled him awake.
“Baby,” his voice rasped, thick with sleep, hand fisting in her hair. “What are you doing?”
She hummed around him, desperate, worshipful.
His chest heaved as his gaze cleared, finding her tears still wet. “Fuck. You’ve been crying.”
She pulled back just long enough to whisper, broken and raw, “It’s too much. You. This. All of it. I don’t know what to do with it.”
Her tears still wet on her cheeks, she crawled higher, straddling him, thighs trembling as she sank down onto him inch by slow inch. Enzo’s head fell back into the pillows with a groan so deep it rattled through her bones.
“Christ, kitten…” His hands gripped her hips, trying to steady her, but she set the pace–slow, molten, her chest pressed to his, her breath warm and shaky against his throat. Every roll of her body was desperate, aching, as though she was trying to fuse herself into him, erase the space between their skin and souls.
He let her. Let her take what she needed. His chest rose and fell sharp, the chain at her throat catching faint moonlight as she moved above him.
“You’re mine,” he rasped, voice jagged, half–moan, half–promise. “My perfect girl. My sweet, fucking perfect girl.”
Her lips brushed his jaw, her nails tracing his shoulders. “Yours. Always yours.”
Enzo’s jaw flexed, his thumb brushing away one of her stray tears as he watched her break open on top of him. “Look at you,” he muttered, awe and hunger braided in his tone. “My diavoletta, riding me like she was made for it. You think you know what that does to
me?”
She shook her head, breath hitching. “Tell me.”
“You ruin me,” he growled, his hand sliding up her spine to fist in her hair. “Every time. You ruin me and I fucking beg for it.”
For a moment, it was tender. A mess of tears and gasps and slow grinding, the kind of lovemaking that burned hot and steady, like a candle fighting back the dark.
But Enzo was Enzo. And when her rhythm stuttered, when her breath caught sharp and needy, he flipped the current without hesitation- his hands gripping her ass, his hips snapping up with force.
Her cry cracked against his mouth as he kissed her, devoured her, fucked her from below with brutal precision.
“Yes,” she gasped, her head falling back, chain glinting against her throat. “Yes, Enzo–oh my god-”
He sat up, caging her against his chest, one hand braced at the small of her back, the other curling hard around her throat, finger looping through her new necklace, forcing her gaze to his. “Look at me.”
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She obeyed, eyes wide, wet, wrecked, as his thrusts grew sharper, harder. He anchored her, grounded her in the only way he knew how–by breaking her apart until all she could cling to was him.
“Take it,” he growled, forehead pressed to hers, sweat dripping down his temple. “Look at me, amore. You break on me, you stay with me.”
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