36. Enzo
ENZO
Much to Cole’s irritation, he had to work, so I was left alone with Rosalie.
E called to tell me he wasn’t ready for Rosalie to meet Laz and that he’d rescheduled the dinner she was making.
She seemed understanding, so I was grateful for that.
I knew Ryder and Evan would be coming soon, Ryder first.
So now I watched from the living room as Rosalie danced around the kitchen, making something that smelled delicious and wasn’t spaghetti.
E said he’d given her the iPad to order groceries, and by the looks of things, she’d taken it seriously because our kitchen was stuffed with food.
She’d even filled our fruit bowl, which I knew E would be ecstatic over.
Like a creep, I kept watching her in her little skirt and top, her red curls wild.
Married. She was married. And she was having my best friend’s baby. Well, probably. Either way, she was off-limits, but the more I watched her, the more I wanted to go to her and just…
Fuck. What did I want to do?
Well, the answer to that was easy. I wanted to lay her on the counter and bury my cock deep inside her pussy.
But more than that, I wanted to hold her. To kiss her. To whisper to her all the things I thought made her so damn perfect and beautiful to me.
“You going to stare or you going to help me?” she called out.
I shook my head, not realizing she’d turned and was focused on me.
“Uh, I, uh…”
“Enzo. Come on. We used to cook together all the time. Come help me.”
I hesitated for a moment before going into the kitchen.
“What are you making?” I asked, clearing my throat.
“Mm, I’m thinking comfort food. Spinach and artichoke chicken and some twice-baked potatoes.”
“That sounds good,” I murmured. “What should I do?”
“Cut up the spinach.” She nodded to the counter.
I went to it and set to work as she stood beside me, working on an artichoke.
I wanted to talk to her, but I had no idea what to say.
“How is work?” she asked.
“Uh, it’s work. I’m not a fan, but it pays the bills.”
“Yeah? Pays a lot of bills from what I hear.” She grabbed a few vegetables and added them to her small pile.
“It does,” I said. “So does yours. Are you working on anything new?”
“Always.”
“I probably provide you with a lot of fodder, huh?”
She stopped cutting her tomato, knife in hand, and looked at me. My heart skipped as I took in just how beautiful she was.
“You have,” she said softly. “But I’m open to seeing what else you can provide me with. Maybe a new direction in songwriting.”
I raised my brows at her and swallowed. I let out a soft chuckle. I felt like she was flirting with me, but I was so out of the game that I had no idea what flirting even looked like these days.
I’d bite, though. Fuck it.
“What direction do you want to go?” I asked, turning to face her.
She bit her bottom lip, and my cock stirred in my pants.
“Surprise me,” she murmured.
I stepped into her space and stared down at her.
“I’m….” My voice trailed off.
“What?”
“Sorry,” I mumbled, shaking my head. “For shit I’ve said to you, Rosalie.
I never meant it. I want you to know the guilt of my words and actions has been eating at me since they came into existence.
I… I never thought anything about you was mediocre, especially sex.
Sex with you…” My voice trailed off. “It was the best I’ve ever had. ”
Her cheeks stained pink at my words.
“I said those things to you to push you away from me. I believe I’m not nearly good enough for you.
That all I do is fuck up your life. The last thing I want to do is hurt you.
I blamed myself for years for Fox. And even though all that’s happened with him is so fucked up, I’m grateful it happened because it means he’s still here.
I was angry when I said I’d put a hit on him.
I would never. He’s… he’s a good man, and I’m so glad you found one another again.
I am. But I will forever punish myself for him ever having to leave you for a moment.
I take full responsibility in knowing that ninety percent of our problems were caused by how fucking stupid I was. ”
I reached out and thumbed away her tears.
“I’m jealous Fox got to keep you,” I whispered. “I wanted to keep you too.”
“I’m right here, Enzo,” she replied, her voice trembling.
“I know.” My chest ached as we stared at one another. “But you’re not my girl anymore, Sunshine. Despite my feelings, I don’t want to drag you back into my world. I love you enough to let you go. I felt that way five years ago, and I feel that way now.”
“Do you?” Her body was nearly touching mine now.
“Yes.” My voice shook, but I leaned in just the same, my hands landing on her hips.
“You’re not touching me like a man who wants to let me go.”
“I’m not,” I murmured.
“So then…?”
Fuck it.
I closed the space between us and captured her soft lips with mine.
It was like coming home.
She molded against me as I tightened my hold on her, dragging her small body against mine.
She tasted like perfection. Like sugar and spice. Like the best memories.
I deepened the kiss, my tongue against hers. Fuck, it had been so long since I’d kissed a woman. I thought maybe I’d forgotten how, but she had a way of reminding me.
With ease, I lifted her into my arms. Her legs immediately wrapped around my waist. I didn’t spend time contemplating shit. Not that she was married, nothing.
I simply walked her out of the kitchen and took her straight to my bedroom. I had no idea what we were going to do, but whatever it was, I was fully on board.
Not a word was uttered as I lay her on my bed and pushed the straps of her top off her shoulders. Between frantic kisses, I lost my shirt and pants, and had her stripped down to her pretty pink bra and panties within seconds.
It reminded me of when we broke up in high school, and she and I got together without anyone knowing. I’d kept our hookup a secret, and I’d sure as fuck not tell a soul about this one if she asked me to stay quiet.
I peeled her panties off her body before removing her bra. I settled back and stared down at her.
“Fuck,” I murmured thickly. “You’re beautiful, Sunshine.”
“So are you,” she whispered, drinking in my naked body, which I’d started to get tatted. I’d done it with E when he began going in. I liked doing it, and I had a lot of my torso and my arms done now.
I gave my cock a quick stroke before balancing myself over her again.
My lips found hers once more.
“I won’t tell,” I whispered against her soft lips before I pushed forward, breaching her. I wanted to claim what had always been mine before she had the chance to tell me no.
She let out a moan, my name on her lips, as I slowly inched deep inside her tight pussy.
Fuck, was she so warm and wet.
There was no fucking way I was going to last. I hadn’t had pussy in years, and hers was always top shelf.
Nothing had changed in that respect.
Slowly, I fucked into her, kissing her, worshipping her.
I broke off the kiss and rested my forehead against hers as I slowly moved in and out of her pussy, her hands over her head as I held them there with mine.
We both breathed hard as I fucked her.
“You feel so good,” I whispered. “Sunshine. Fuck, baby.”
“You do too,” she rasped back, moaning softly. “Oh, my god.”
“It’s been way too fucking long,” I continued, snapping my hips forward so I hit that spot that drove her wild. She moaned out my name again, letting her legs fall open completely for me.
She wanted me. Despite everything, she was letting me in. She was letting me have her.
Grateful didn’t begin to describe the feelings I felt, but I wasn’t going to question them in that moment, so I moved faster, desperate to make her come for me.
It didn’t take her long to arch her back against my body as her pussy clamped down around my cock.
That was it. I was done for.
I came with her, both of us moaning softly and breathing hard. The orgasm tore through me like a hot fire, and I pulsed deep inside her, filling her completely with every drop I had in that moment.
If she wasn’t already pregnant, I was sure that load would have done it.
“Sorry,” I whispered, still buried deep inside her body. “I-I haven’t… with a woman… It’s been a long time.” I could feel my cheeks heat at my admittance. I used to pride myself on how long I could last. Now I was a fucking ticking time bomb.
She raked her fingers through my hair, her green eyes fixed on me.
“It was perfect,” she said, her voice shaking.
“Yeah?” I relaxed and brushed my lips against hers, my heart flying a mile a minute in my chest.
“Yes,” she replied, giving me a sweet smile.
“I meant what I said.” I stared down at her. “I won’t tell.”
“Thank you,” she replied, her voice still trembling. A tear slipped past her long lashes, and it broke my damn heart.
This was a mistake, but fuck was it one that felt amazing.
“I shouldn’t have,” I said, not pulling out of her despite everything telling me I needed to. She wasn’t my girl. She was married. She had three fucking husbands. And… Cole. She had Cole. Fuck. I was making people cheat left and right.
What the fuck was the matter with me?
“Don’t cry,” I rasped. “Fuck, Sunshine. This was a bad idea. I let it get away from me. I’m so fucking sorry. I’ll tell Fox—Evan—if you need me to. I’ll tell him it was all my fault.”
She crushed her lips against mine, silencing me. I hesitated for a moment before kissing her back.
It didn’t take her long until she had me on my back and was sinking back onto my cock.
“Fuck,” I groaned as she took all of me. “Fuck, baby…”
I stared up at her in awe as she rode me, her wild red curls around her, her lips parted, and her tits so fucking perfect I could weep.
I guided her with my hands, my breathing heavy, as I watched her take me.
I loved it. So fucking much.
She rode me faster.
If I thought coming already would save me from coming quickly on a round two, I was sadly mistaken, because the moment she started to moan my name again and her pussy clamped down on my cock, it was game over.
I came with her, my body trembling with hers.
“Rosalie,” I called out. “Fuck, baby. So fucking good. God. Fuck.”
“E-Enzo. Oh my god.”
“Oh fuck yes.” I gripped her hips tighter and forced her to fuck me again, using her body to get me off once more.
I heard a creak outside my bedroom door as I blew a third time, her trembling and coming with me.
Breathing hard, I pulled her onto the mattress.
“Shh,” I whispered against her lips. “Stay right here.”
“What’s wrong?”
“Someone is outside the door.”
Her green eyes flew wide open, and she tried to sit up, but I pushed her back down, hating that I had to pull my cock from her body, but I did it anyway.
“Don’t move,” I said to her, throwing my blanket up her body as I quickly tugged on pants and grabbed my gun from my bedside table.
“Enzo—”
“It’s OK,” I murmured, going to my door. I cracked it open to find Jade standing there.
I frowned as I peered out at her. “What are you doing here?”
“Um, we had a meeting tonight.”
“Then call my fucking phone.”
“I did, Enzo. You didn’t answer,” she replied. “We were supposed to meet with Matthew Ridgeford at seven for dinner. You didn’t show up.”
I scrubbed my hand down my face. I forgot I had to meet with him tonight. It was just a standard business dinner, but fuck. I’d miss it ten times if I got to repeat what I’d just done.
“Reschedule. I’m busy.”
She stared at me, a hurt look on her face. “You said we’d talk about us tonight…”
I swallowed. I had said that. I was in a fucked-up headspace when I’d said that. Angry at myself and wanting more punishment. Another fucking mistake.
“Yeah. I just… I’m busy.”
“With who? I could hear you…”
I licked my lips and tightened my hold on the door. “Jade, go. We’ll talk on Monday.”
“Right.” She scoffed. “Does she know about you and me…?”
“We’re nothing. You’re my assistant.”
“But we’ve… You said we’d talk about it—”
“We will. Just not right now. Go. I’m serious. I’m busy.”
She shook her head, her hurt and anger apparent as she glared back at me before she turned on her heel and stormed away. I heard the front door slam, and I let out a sigh. Fucking Dmitri. I guess fucking me, though, because she was on my clearance list. She could always come and go as she pleased.
I closed the door and turned to find Rosalie sitting on the bed, the sheet around her.
“Do you love her?” Rosalie asked, her green eyes filled with sadness.
I approached and sat on the edge of the bed next to her.
“No.”
“Do you want to?”
I shrugged. “It’s complicated.”
“Talk to me. I can keep secrets too.” Her voice shook.
Fuck, this broke my heart.
“It’s just… she’s a safe bet, you know? I don’t love her or anything, but…”
“What?” Her voice cracked, and I looked at her.
“I know that I’d be OK if I lost her,” I whispered.
Rosalie frowned at me. “What does that mean?”
I swallowed. “It means I wouldn’t care if she died. That she’s expendable. I could marry her, and she could die, and I wouldn’t care. I wouldn’t… feel. She could take the place of someone I love. I could have a family. I could lose her and just not care.”
Rosalie winced. “That’s messed up, Enzo.”
I nodded. “I think what’s fucked most about it is that I’m not just thinking about doing it. Marrying her. Starting a family. It’s that I think I really could. Does that make me a monster?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Would it make me a monster if I used her to shield you? To protect you? I’d fuck you still, Rosalie. I know I would. I’d make babies with you. I’d love you in secret and use her to die for you. Am I still a monster for thinking it?”
“Yes,” she replied, her voice shaking. “Does it make me a monster to tell you that I’d meet you in all the dark places you asked of me? That I’d still give myself to you even though you had a ring on your finger?”
I swallowed hard. “You’re my kind of monster.”
“Then I guess you’re my kind too.”
“Maybe neither of us is good,” I said, drinking her in, wanting to kiss her to see where it took us again.
She gave me a sad smile. “Maybe not, but at least we’re aware of it.”
I chuckled softly. Sadly. “Yeah. I guess we are.”
I reached for her, and she came easily, her naked body on display as the sheet fell away. Greedily, I hauled her onto my lap and kissed her forehead fiercely.
“I meant what I said. I won’t tell what we did tonight. I know you’re married. It makes me feel like shit because it’s Fox and Cole, but fuck, Sunshine. We agreed. I’m a monster.”
She traced her fingers along my lips, and I closed my eyes, relishing her touch.
“Monsters together.” She kissed me, and I didn’t hesitate to kiss her back, and that was it.
I had her beneath me one more time, rutting deep inside her body as she took my cock, my name on her lips.
Yeah, we were definitely fucking monsters.