Remo smiled darkly again. He lifted one arm and I tightened my finger on the trigger. “You can’t be free of me. Because I’m in there.” He touched my temple lightly, though it was another spot he should have touched because it was his presence in another place that scared me far more. “You will always remember that I’m the one you gifted yourself to for the very first time.”
I gave him the cruel smile he used on me whenever I got too close. “The memory will fade. Two times don’t matter after a while. I’ll sleep with Danilo for the rest of my life, and I’ll forget that there ever was a man before him.”
Remo jerked into a sitting position, his eyes flashing with fury. The gun dug into his forehead, but he didn’t care. His grip on my hip tightened, and his other hand cupped my head. “Oh, Angel, trust me when I say you’ll remember me for the rest of your existence.”
I lifted up and positioned myself over Remo’s erection. I touched my palm to his cheek, causing his eyes to flash with an emotion that scared him and me equally. I released the trigger but didn’t drop the gun. I lowered myself on Remo’s length slowly, despite the fierce twinge. My head fell back when he was buried all the way inside me.
“Devastating.”
I lowered my head, locking gazes with Remo.
“Devastatingly beautiful,” he murmured. I lowered the gun and pressed it to his chest.
“There’s nothing in there for you to shoot.”
I engaged the safety, wrapped my arms around his neck, and rocked my hips, the gun dangling loosely in my hand. Pain and pleasure shot through me. Remo groaned. I moved faster, lifting and falling. Remo held me tightly, his eyes dark and possessive as he let me be in control.
Remo’s teeth scraped my throat, leaving marks, and my nails raked over his back, leaving my own marks in turn. It was painful but I rode him hard and fast, relishing in the burning sensation. Remo sucked my nipple into his mouth, and his thumb rubbed my clit. Pleasure spiked fiercely, mingling with the pain in a delicious dance.
Both were spiraling higher and higher, and I knew one of them would eventually shatter me, and I longed for it. Needed it. Remo flicked my nub and pleasure overpowered all else. I cried out, dropping the gun as I desperately held on to Remo’s shoulders, my nails digging in. Remo held my gaze with fierceness and hunger, and I felt alive and free and weightless.
I was still shuddering from the force of my orgasm when Remo flipped us around, locking my knees under his arms, parting me wide and thrusting into me in one hard push, going so much deeper than before. I arched up, lips parting in a choked sound, half moan, half whimper. Remo didn’t pause. He slammed into me, hard and fast, shoving me into the mattress over and over again, ripping every last shred of innocence from me. The gun lay beside us on the bed.
Remo had been right. A bullet to his head wouldn’t free me of him. At this point, I wasn’t sure if anything could.
REMO
Sitting on the sofa in the game room, I stared down at my phone. Two missed calls from Dante. The last from yesterday. Three days since my entertaining call with Danilo. I couldn’t bring myself to talk to Dante, knowing I had him right where I wanted him.
“It’s time to end this. Dante called me today. He’ll exchange Scuderi for Serafina.”
“I’m Capo. I decide when and how to set her free.”
Nino leaned forward, arms braced on his thighs. “Remo, if you have feelings for her—”
I cut him off. “I’m not like you. One woman won’t turn me into an emotional mess.”
He narrowed his eyes but his expression remained calm. “Then send her back. Fabiano is getting impatient and so am I. There’s nothing else to gain from this. Dante won’t give us more than Scuderi. You already made them believe you tortured and raped Serafina. They are on their knees, but Dante is Capo. He won’t give up more than his Consigliere.”
“Next time he calls, I’ll take his call,” I said with a shrug.
Nino assessed me. “I told you there would be no winners in this game.”
“We are the winners.”
He shook his head but didn’t say anything.
I stood and went over to the boxing bag. Kicking and punching it didn’t help with my fucking inner turmoil, and Nino’s judgmental presence didn’t help either.
I kicked the bag once more then stalked upstairs and burst into Serafina’s bedroom. She was reading on the windowsill. By now, Adamo must have brought her half of our library. She put the book down and stood. In the last few days, a gradual power shift had started and I couldn’t allow it.
Serafina moved closer, scanning my face cautiously. She stopped in front of me. Instead of dealing out harshness like I’d intended to, my eyes took in her soft lips, lips I couldn’t get enough of, lips that drove me insane with desire.
“You have a very strange look on your face.”
“I can’t think about anything else than having you on your knees in front of me with those perfect lips around my cock.” It was a half-truth, the only truth she’d ever get.
“I was on my knees once,” she hissed.
I shook my head. “That doesn’t count. You can be on your knees and still be in control.”
“I won’t kneel.”
“That’s a shame considering there’s no better way to bring a man to his knees than to kneel in front of him while you suck his cock. Didn’t you want to bring me to my knees?”
She pushed me back and I sank down on the edge of the bed. I pulled her between my legs so her knees pressed up against my erection. I slipped my palm between her closed thighs and rubbed her through the fabric of her panties. “I wake with a fucking boner every morning, dreaming about your lips and your tongue, Angel. How it would feel to fuck your sweet mouth.”
She was burned into my fucking mind, not just the feel of her body ...
Her brows drew together, but her mouth opened as her breathing deepened. Using my thumb, I grazed her clit while my other finger slid along her slit. Her panties soon stuck to her folds with her juices. “I eat your pussy almost every day. Don’t you ever wonder how it would be to return the favor? To control me with your mouth?”
Her eyes flashed and she moaned when I pressed my hand harder against her center. Slowly, I withdrew my hand and smiled darkly. I gripped her hips and pressed down, not enough to make her knees buckle but to show her what I wanted. She resisted so I loosened the pressure and finally she lowered herself to her knees, head held high. My cock hardened further at the sight of Serafina before me. I unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants before I took my cock out. I began stroking myself, swirling my thumb over my slick tip.
Serafina watched with parted lips but narrowed her eyes when she noticed my smirk. After another swirl of my thumb, gathering my pre-cum, I brushed her lips and pushed into her mouth. Her tongue tasted me hesitantly, and my fucking dick twitched. Serafina noticed, of course, and smiled in triumph.
I pulled my finger out and placed my hand over her neck, but I didn’t push her toward my waiting cock, knowing she’d resist again if I tried to coax her into doing what I wanted.
Finally, she reached out, curling those elegant fingers around the base of my cock. She squeezed experimentally, and I stifled a groan. And then Serafina leaned forward and slid my tip into her mouth. She licked the tip then sucked, unpracticed moves that drove me insane with desire. I began thrusting into her mouth, driving my cock deeper into her, but not all the way in, still holding back when I’d never held back for a woman in my entire life.
My balls clenched every time she hollowed her cheeks, and the sight would have brought me to my knees if I weren’t already sitting. Kneeling before me, challenge and triumph in her blue eyes, Serafina owned me. Body ... and whatever black soul was left.
My phone rang and I tightened my hold on her neck when I took the call. “Dante, what a pleasure,” I got out.
Serafina tried pulling back, her eyes going wide, but my hand on her neck kept her in place as I thrust into her mouth. She glared and scraped her teeth over my dick, which made my eyes roll back and my cock twitch. I smirked. She’d have to bite down much harder for me to release her. Pain only turned me on more.
“I’m not calling to exchange pleasantries,” Dante said coldly.
I turned the loud speaker on and loosened my hold on her neck. Serafina jerked back, but I grabbed her arm and hoisted her up. Then I pulled her onto my lap, her back against my chest, one of my arms wrapped around her chest. My feet shoved her legs apart and kept them spread eagle. Serafina scowled but couldn’t say anything. I brushed two fingers over her folds, finding her fucking dripping with arousal. I grinned and shame flashed across her face. “That’s a pity,” I said to Dante.
I slid two fingers into her and began fucking her while my other hand cupped her breast.
“We should come to a solution,” Dante said. I could hear the barely restrained fury in his voice.
“I’m sure we will,” I said as I slid my fingers in and out of Serafina’s pussy and swirled my thumb over her clit. “You know I want Scuderi. I want you to hand him to me in person.”
Serafina’s muscles clenched around my fingers as I fucked her slowly. She twisted her head back and bit into the side of my neck. My hold loosened, and she wrenched free of my grip and stormed into the bathroom, slamming the door shut.