CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
RAINA
My feelings for Lorenzo are a big jumbled mess. How can you hate someone, but want them to touch you? The intensity of his gaze, the way he watches me like nothing else exists, is powerful. I keep trying to remind myself about the terrible things he has done to me. After all, that’s why I agreed to give the ADA what I could. This is why I can’t say no, even though I should, but I also know he wouldn’t listen anyway. Lorenzo Bonetti is used to taking whatever he wants. All four Bonetti brothers are probably the same in that regard. Yet, when he tells me to sit on his face, I’m immediately wet with desire, for the tongue that does things to me I didn’t know were possible.
“Sit. on. my. fucking. face. I’m starving, Firecracker.”
My cheeks blush, as I stand on the bed and straddle his face. He grabs my hips and pulls me down, so I’m literally sitting on him.
He runs his fingers over the scars on my thigh, and his voice comes out sounding like he’s in pain.
“No more of this, Firecracker. Nobody hurts you, not even you.”
A tear rolls down my face, but he doesn’t give me long to think about the past, as he pulls me down and lashes at my clit with his tongue.
I may be worried about his suffocating, but he’s not, as he licks at my pussy like he can’t get enough.
“So fucking good,” he groans, while reaching behind me and shoving two fingers inside me. Fucking me with his fingers, as he sucks on my clit, has me ready to lose my mind with pleasure. I brace myself by placing my hands on the wall behind Kage. He glides his free hand all over my body; my thigh, stomach, and breasts. He touches me everywhere frantically, like he can’t get enough.
He scissors his fingers inside me, and it’s like he hit a switch that I have no control over.
“Lorenzo!”
My orgasm hits me like a freight train, spots blind my vision, and I nearly fall over from the lightheaded feeling.
Kage grabs my hips and holds me down on his face, lapping at my pussy like it’s his job to get every drop.
Grabbing my waist, he lifts me off him and throws me on the bed like a rag doll, before he climbs over me and pushes my legs back. His expression is dark and almost looks like he’s angry. The intensity only makes me want him more. The man I shouldn’t let touch me, yet I want him. I crave him.
He slams inside me, with a sexy grunt that makes my insides pulse around his cock.
“Jesus Christ, Raina. You make me need you in a fucking visceral way. Sometimes I think if I can’t fuck you, I’ll die.”
Leaning over me, he presses his wet lips to mine, making me taste myself on his tongue, and it makes me moan with need, as he starts to move inside me. I run my hand over the large tattoo on his chest. It looks like a heart made of barbed wire, with fragments of a skull in it.
He smirks at me like he can read my mind.
“The barbed wire is because I thought my heart was impenetrable. I wasn’t even sure I had one, and then there was you.”
“Lorenzo,” I whisper, as the guilt crashes in on me, and a tear rolls down my cheek.
He runs his thumb through my tears and groans.
“So beautiful.”
Pulling his hips back, he snaps them forward, hitting something deep inside me that makes me scream his name, as I dig my nails into his skin.
“You want to mark me, Firecracker? That’s fine. I’ll give you the goddamn tattoo machine, so you can mark my skin the way you have my soul.”
His words are a complete contradiction to the things he’s done before, yet they hit me straight in the heart.
He pinches my nipple.
“Be a good girl, and give me what I want.”
“I don’t think I can.”
I roll my eyes at him. “It’s not something I can control.”
His grin is both delicious and evil.
“Such a fucking beautiful brat. When I tell you to come, you will. I promise you, you’ll give me everything I want.”
I’m instantly annoyed at how controlling he is, so I glare at him.
“You can’t make someone come when their body is done.”
He winks at me, and the butterflies swirl in my belly. I have no idea why that’s so hot, but it is.
“Challenge accepted, Firecracker.”
Kage changes his position slightly, and slides in and out of me, hitting my clit with his pelvis every time he does. I want to prove to him that he can’t control my body, but obviously he does. Throwing my head back, I moan loudly, as my back arches off the bed.
He lowers his head and growls in my ear.
“When I tell you to fucking come, you will. Do you understand?”
I didn’t, but I sure as hell do now.
“Yes.”
He gets onto his knees, and digs his fingers into my ass cheeks, as he picks up his pace and fucks me hard and fast.
I watch him and take in the way his muscles flex, the mesmerizing ink on his skin on display for me, and the way his face shows pleasure as he fills me.
“Fuck,” he grunts as he comes, and I have no idea how a bad man can look this beautiful.
Eventually he’s going to want to discuss the ADA, and even though he said he’s not mad, I’m afraid, because he must be. Nobody betrays the mafia without consequences. Somehow, when he wraps his arms around me, and moves us both to the head of the bed, I put it out of my head.
Lorenzo holds me to his chest, like he never wants to let me go, and his warmth is everything I need. His heart beats against my ear, and I already know I’m telling that ADA to go fuck herself. I was angry for what he did, but I don’t want anything to happen to him. Or his brothers. Even the one that shot me.
“Lorenzo?”
“Hmm?” he hums softly.
“Not now, but will I ever be allowed any freedom? Like leaving the house?”
Moving his head, he kisses my cheek.
“Yes. If I can trust you, but you’ll never go anywhere without someone. I need to know that you’re safe at all times.”
“Thank you,” I murmur against his chest. I don’t care that it’s not now, and it may not even be soon, but to know that I won’t be locked up here forever is enough for me.
“Go to sleep, Firecracker. I’ll have a present for you in the morning.”
I pop my head up. “What is it?”
He shakes his head.
“You’ll see. If you’re good.”