CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
KAGE
“You can’t even help yourself, can you?”
My gaze travels up her body, slowly taking in every inch of perfection.
“When it comes to you, not a chance.”
“Oh fuck,” she whispers, as I flick my tongue over her clit.
She’s fucking gorgeous like this. While I devour her pussy, the hatred evaporates from her face, replaced with intense desire. Raina can pretend she feels nothing for me, but she’s wrong. We at least have this, to break down her defenses.
Digging her fingers into the sheets on the bed, she whimpers as I push two fingers inside her, while I suck on her swollen clit.
“I hate you, Lorenzo,” she cries out, as her back arches off the bed, causing me to chuckle lightly. She may hate me, but she does not hate what I’m doing to her.
Glancing up at her, I fuck her with my fingers, knowing I’m hitting her ‘G’ spot repeatedly.
“I know you hate me, Firecracker, but this ravenous pussy fucking loves what I do to it.”
“No,” she says in an angry tone.
“Yes, baby. Look how drenched you are for me. Do you hear the filthy sounds your beautiful cunt is making for me?”
Her cheeks go from pink to red, but she doesn’t argue with me, because we both know what I said was the truth.
I get on the bed between her legs on my knees, and unzip my pants.
“What are you doing?”
Stroking my cock in my hand, I say, “Giving you what we both know you need.”
She shakes her head. “I just had surgery, Kage.”
I push inside her pussy, and groan at the feeling of her wrapped around my length.
“Then be a good girl, and lie there and take it. I’ll be gentle.”
Honoring my word, I pull my hips back and slide inside her at a slow pace.
She tightens around me, and her eyes nearly roll back into her head, as she comes undone for me. Only for me.
“Lorenzo. Fuck. Goddamn it.”
I grip her thighs and dig my fingers into her beautiful flesh, as I drive into her, probably harder than I should be, but my control is limited with her.
“More, Firecracker. Give me more.”
“Haven’t you had enough?” She breathes heavily, and I slow my thrusts down.
Pulling out of her, I tuck myself back into my pants, and wedge myself beside her on the bed, laying on the edge as she bites, “I hope you fall.”
Placing my hand on the side of her face, I turn her head toward me.
“I’ll never get enough, Raina. Not in a million fucking years. You’re under my skin, somehow you sewed yourself into the fabric of my soul, and now I can’t see a damn thing other than you.”
“Lorenzo,” she breathes.
I shake my head.
“Let me finish. I need to just say this.”
Her green eyes stare into mine, and I was worried about her heart when I should have been worried about my own. Mine beats out of control when she looks at me like this. Like for a moment, she doesn’t wish for my death.
“I love you, Raina. I fucking love you, and I know I messed up, and I promise you, I will again.”
I take a deep breath and exhale slowly.
“But I’ll also make sure nobody ever hurts you again.”
A tear rolls down her cheek, letting me know she’s at least hearing my words, and not blocking them out.
“How can you possibly know that?”
“I know because I’ll kill anyone that tries. Without hesitation, I’d lay down my fucking life to protect yours.”
“Lorenzo, stop.”
“Stop what?” I ask.
She lowers her head as more tears fall.
“Making it hard to hate you, when it should be the easiest thing in the world.”
Those are the most beautiful words I’ve ever heard. I didn’t expect her to say she loved me back. In fact, I knew she wouldn’t. If she had, it would’ve been a lie. Saying she’s having trouble hating me is the greatest gift right now.
I press my lips to hers and she’s hesitant, but doesn’t turn away from me. Pushing my tongue into her mouth causes her to whimper, as she reaches a hand up and tugs on my hair. I place my finger and thumb on her chin, and tilt her head back, exposing her pretty little throat to me, and place soft kisses on her skin.
“Fucking exquisite. And mine.”
I scrape her flesh with my teeth, and she moans loudly.
The sounds she makes drive me to the brink of insanity, it’s breathy and needy. I brush my fingers over her nipple, and groan when she makes more noise for me.
Her stomach growls louder than her moans, and I pull back from her.
“Tell me what you’ll eat.”
She tilts her head, and I can see the snarky comment before she even opens her mouth. Fucking brat.
“Lobster. I want lobster.”
I arch a brow. “Done, Firecracker.”
“What?” she says, like it’s impossible.
“What you want, you get. I’ll be back.”
“Where’s my mom’s body?”
I swallow hard, afraid that the last little bit of heaven is over now that we’re talking about her mom again, and she panics.
She places her hand over her mouth and cries.
“Please tell me you didn’t throw her in the garbage, or something equally evil.”
“Raina!” I snap.
“Calm down. Of course I didn’t throw her in the fucking garbage. Her body is being chilled, and waiting for you to bury her wherever you see fit.”
Finally, she starts breathing again, and she lowers her head and presses her face against my chest.
“I know it wasn’t intentional, but I’m still so mad at you, Lorenzo. Did nobody teach you about fucking gun safety?”
I kiss her on the top of the head and tell her the truth.
“When I was six, my father taught us all gun safety, which consisted of, ‘don’t point unless you plan to shoot’, but unfortunately misfires happen.”
Raina pulls back and looks at me seriously.
“I know you think all Abruzzos are worthless, but she was important to me, Lorenzo. I want a nice burial. It’s the least you can do.”
I nod and admit, “It’s the least I can do. Whatever you want will be done. I’ll bury her in our family cemetery if you want.”
She starts laughing, sounding like a crazy person.
“You’re going to bury an Abruzzo in a Bonetti graveyard?”
“If it’s what you want, then yes. And I don’t think every Abruzzo is worthless. You aren’t, and I assume your mother wasn’t if she raised you.”
She smiles at me, and it makes me feel like I’m a hundred feet tall, and bulletproof.
“Thank you. I’ll take my lobster now.”