Page 72 of Unlocked Desire: Vol One
Looking up, I grin. “Sometimes it’s good to be bad.”
He grabs my chin, tilting my head as he brings his face close to mine. He roughly kisses my lips before he says, “Yes, it is. Now take out my cock.”
My mouth waters as I slowly work at the button of his jeans. I’ve lost muscle memory and don’t know how to do the simple task. Frustration races through me, and I curse, making Enzo bark out a laugh.
“So greedy for my cock, aren’t you?” He removes my hands and undoes the buckle himself. He slaps my hand away when I move my hand to the zipper. “You forgot your manners, Principessa.”
I glance at him, confused.
“Thank you. You forgot to say thank you.”
His words annoy me, and I find my tongue again. “I could say thank you, but then I’d have to bite your dick off.”
Enzo’s grin is easy and playful, but his words aren’t. “Try it and see what happens to your teeth.”
“You wouldn’t dare.”
“Oh, I would dare, princess. I just won’t.”
“What’s the difference?”
A sad smile forms on his lips. “The difference is I like you too much ever to hurt you.”
I don’t know why liking me would make him sad, but I want to wipe it off his face any way I can. My heart bleeds at the idea of this man hurting. I want no one to make him feel pain, even if it’s caused by himself.
I reach up and pull down the zipper of his pants. “That new?”
Enzo chuckles. “You like it?”
I jump up, moving away from him. “You let some girl touch your dick?”
His chuckles turn into a laugh as he grabs me by the hair, yanking me back to him. “Are you jealous, Principessa?”
“No.”
“Liar.”
“Why did you get that?”
His eyes peer into mine, his finger trailing up and down my naked arm. “I missed you.”
“So you got your dick pierced?”
“I needed some sort of pain. A physical pain. My buddies beat the shit out of me, too, if that soothes your anger in any way. The agony you delivered was unbearable. It’s been over a decade since I’ve hurt like that. I’ve blocked my heart from truly caring until you came along and changed that. I figured getting my dick pierced would hurt like hell, and it’d keep my mind off you, at least for a short while. It didn’t work.”
I want to stay mad, but his words are bullets lodged in the center of my heart.
“Don’t be mad, baby,” he pouts before quickly adding, “I let a dude do it.”
I burst into laughter, hitting his chest.
“Figured it was only fair that I stay away from women, too, since I’d skin any guy alive who touched your body.” He kisses the tip of my nose. “Now, where were we?”
“You’re a dick.”
He grabs his dick with one hand, his other still holding onto my hair. “I know, slut, but let’s be honest… It makes you wet.” He slaps my face with his dick, and my mouth opens as if conditioned to. “Doesn’t it, Principessa?”
When I nod, his lips twitch before he smiles. “Open wide. I’m gonna fuck that pretty mouth of yours until you gag.”