Page 71 of Unlocked Desire: Vol One
My body relaxes in a way it hasn’t for six fuckin’ months.
Chapter 7
REESE
Imelt into him. I’ve heard that cheesy expression my entire life in one form or another. Usually, I roll my eyes, but nestled in Enzo’s arms, pushed closer as if he can’t get enough of me, I melt into him. Finally, I get it. That desperate need for another human being. The ache you harbor at the possibility of losing them. The fuckin’ stars you see when they simply brush a finger against your skin.
He pulls away first. I almost cry out at the loss of his lips against mine. He cups my face, his dark eyes searching for something before he presses his forehead to mine. “You on the pill?”
“Yes. But it’s a little too late to ask that now, don’t you think? I could be six months pregnant, for all you know.”
He pulls back, moving so fast that you’d think I was on fire, and he’s scared to be burned by the flame. “I pulled out. What the fuck are you on the pill for?”
“What?”
He steps toward me, grabs my upper arms, and squeezes, a warning of what he’s capable of. When I wince, he drops his hands and moves away. His hands are in his hair, tugging at the black strands.
Enzo paces back and forth, muttering to himself. “I’m a fuckin’ idiot.” He moves back to me, making me flinch. I’m not sure what he’s going to do. He’s volatile. “I’m sorry I grabbed you. It will never happen again. I would rather burn my fuckin’ eyes out than hurt you. I’d burn my whole body. Head first like I did to Luc for laying a hand on you.”
When I don’t answer, he falls to his knees, his lips on my feet. “I’m so fuckin’ sorry. Just… The idea of you being with anyone else makes me see red. I want to burn down the world, kill anyone who thinks of you like that.”
I cradle his cheek and join him on the floor. When he glances at me, I see the horror in his eyes. “I haven’t been with anyone else, Enzo. I’ve been on the pill since I was twelve. It was a precaution I took.” I don’t reveal why I took the precaution at a young age. I was afraid of things that no little girl should fear.
He scrubs his face. “Thank fuck.” He cocks his head, examining me. “Why did you go on the pill at twelve?”
“People go on birth control for many reasons.”
“I want to know,” Enzo demands.
“And I don’t want to tell you.”
His hand fists in my hair, pulling both of us off the ground. It’s painful, but I’m at peace. “Don’t make me fuck it out of you.”
I can’t help the smile that appears on my face. “Is that a promise?”
A feral groan escapes his lips. He drags me to the sofa, launching me to it. The same thing Luc did, but with Enzo, I like it; it turns me on. I want it, all of it. No, I need it. I crave it.
He stands back, watching me. Lust takes over in his eyes, the anger gone, but he’s still domineering, in control. “Strip.”
The command is so feral that it makes me wet. Just a look from this man is enough to make me want to turn into an animal, but with Enzo, everything seems possible.
My gaze never leaves his face as I grab the hem of the soft cotton shirt and lift it over my head.
An audible groan escapes Enzo as he palms his dick through his pants. “Fuck.”
My tongue darts out, licking my lips, seeing him coming undone for me. The rough edge of his voice is the most erotic thing I’ve ever heard. It’s not just about the primal act of sex, but something more. His desire for me means I’m powerful, and for someone who has had little to no power her entire life, it tastes like freedom. My hands shake as I unbutton the jeans, pushing them down my legs and stepping out of them.
He stalks toward me like a predator. His face is serious, and he might look dangerous to anyone else. “You’re a fuckin’ work of art.”
I revel in his praise.
“Be a good girl and get on your knees.”
I don’t even think about what I am doing and fall to my knees, ready and willing to do anything for this man. His hand rests on my head for a second before he pets me, the gesture calming.
He then moves his hand down my head, his fingers gliding along my neck before he fists my hair at the base. “You gonna be my good girl or my bad one?”
Enzo has sucked all the oxygen from the room, and my reasoning with it. I don’t want to be anything but his. I want to be owned by every part of him, even the darkness.