10. Enrico
10
ENRICO
“A re you still planning on attending the Policeman’s Ball tomorrow night?” I ask Aurelio as we wrap up with Family business for the day.
Things have almost returned to normal around the compound since the raid six weeks ago. Valerie has officially moved in with me, bringing even more light and life to my world than I thought possible. We had a tense meeting with Aurelio the day after everything went down, but ultimately, he understood our situation.
“Ah, shit,” the Boss mutters, bringing me back to the moment. “Tomorrow night? How has it already been a year since the last one?” He shakes his head and curses under his breath. “I hate these things. Do you want to go instead?”
“I don’t think Valerie would be comfortable around the Las Vegas PD under the circumstances.” That’s an understatement. By aligning herself with the Caparellis, she’s made a lot of enemies. Of course, she’s also gained the protection of the most revered crime family.
Still, tensions are high now that an official federal investigation into the dirty dealings of the cops is underway. Parading my woman around a room full of officers wouldn’t be the most tactful of moves.
“Right,” Aurelio replies. “You’re right. I should be the one to go and shake hands.”
I stand from my chair in front of the Boss’ desk, ready to head home to Valerie. Pausing, I look at Aurelio, head in his hands and shoulders slumped. “You okay, Boss?”
He’s always been serious and stoic, but right now, he appears… tired. Not so much physically, but soul-tired. The kind of tired that sleep won’t fix.
“Yes,” he answers automatically.
I give him a moment to remember he’s talking to me, his best friend and the man raised alongside him.
“I don’t know,” he finally admits. “I mean, yes, I’m fine. But something is… missing.”
Aurelio looks off into the distance, trying to parse out his feelings. It’s not something he’s used to. Hell, it’s something I’ve only recently started doing myself, thanks to Valerie. Which gives me an idea.
“Maybe you could take someone to the Policeman’s Ball,” I suggest.
Aurelio snaps his attention back to me, his dark eyes wide with shock and disgust. “No,” he spits out. “Why the fuck would I do that?”
I’d laugh if I didn’t think he’d throw his computer at me. I shrug, though he knows exactly what I’m getting at. “Lorenzo, Marco, and now me… we’ve all found our person. Our partner for life. I’m sure I’m also speaking for both of them when I say our women have made us better and given us richer lives. Maybe what’s missing is…”
“A bit heavy-handed, but I see what you’re saying,” Aurelio replies, his tone flat. “It’s more complicated for me. I have a different set of responsibilities, which means I sacrifice certain things for the good of the Family.”
I furrow my brow, getting ready to call him on his bullshit. “For the good of the Family or to protect yourself from getting too close to anyone?”
Aurelio grunts but doesn’t protest.
“Just think about it,” I continue. “If not for the ball tomorrow, then at least in general.”
“It wouldn’t be fair to bring someone into this lifestyle,” he murmurs so quietly I almost don’t hear him.
I’m about to tell him he’s wrong, but I know it’s a losing battle. He’ll cave for the right woman at the right time. Me trying to force anything isn’t going to help. Instead of dragging out his torture any further, I simply nod and walk out of his office. Something tells me he’s not going to be alone for much longer.
It’s a three-minute walk from Aurelio’s mansion to my house next to his on the compound, but today, it feels like a ten-mile hike. Valerie is at home working on her latest art project, and I’m hoping she’s ready for a break.
I pause when I step inside, observing my beautiful woman as she adds a few lines to her drawing and tilts her head before adding a few more. I’m so damn proud of her for applying to several online art schools these past few weeks. I know she’ll get in, and I can’t wait to be the one to support her as she achieves more than she ever thought she could.
She’s stunning with the golden rays of the early evening sun pouring through the window and silhouetting her frame. Her oversized sweatshirt hangs off one shoulder, drawing my attention to her smooth skin.
“Welcome home,” Valerie says, smiling as she stands from the table. My sexy-as-hell woman saunters in my direction, hypnotizing me with the sway of her hips. Her emerald eyes darken with desire, and I can’t wait a second longer to have her in my arms.
I grab her rounded hips, sinking my fingers into her flesh and pulling her against my chest. She tilts her head for a kiss, but I tease her by rubbing my nose against hers and pulling back. She pouts but then gasps when I spin her so her back is pressed against my front and we're staring into the fireplace.
I nibble at her exposed shoulder, pressing kisses up her neck and sucking on her earlobe. “Strip for me, Valerie,” I murmur, my voice low and scratchy.
Her breath hitches, and she tips her head back, tempting me to bite her creamy throat and leave my mark. I nuzzle into her warm skin and scrape my teeth over her pulse point, groaning when she whimpers for me. I suck on her sweet flesh and nip her skin before kissing away the sting.?
Valerie nearly stumbles backward when I lean away from her to take off my clothes. I steady her with a hand on her hip and help her peel off the rest of her clothes. She tries to turn in my arms, but I hold her in place, running my hands up and down her ample curves.?
I palm her breasts, kneading the sensitive flesh and pinching her nipples. Valerie gasps and presses her ass into my solid erection, nestling it between her cheeks. A growl rumbles through my chest as I rub against her. Jesus, I love feeling her like this, skin against skin, both of us desperate, achy, on edge, yet wanting to draw out the sweet torture.
One of my hands slides down her torso, playing with the soft curls covering her mound. A muffled, pinched moan escapes her mouth as I run my fingers up and down her slit, gathering her juices and pulling them up toward her sensitive little button.
“You’re soaking wet, baby. Does it hurt?”
“So bad,” she moans, nodding her head.
Valerie inhales deeply, but it only takes a few moments for her breathing to become shallow and rapid as I stroke her pussy in tight circles. Her back arches, and I band my free arm over her breasts, crushing them and holding her close against my chest while blurring my fingers over her clit.
Valerie trembles at my touch. I know she’s close. She’s right there. I can feel her climax rattling through her bones. Right before she comes, I thrust two fingers inside her tight hole and grind my heel against her clit.
“I…” She exhales on a ragged breath. “I think… Oh, God, that feels so good. Enrico…”
I rock my hips, rub my cock against her ass, and sink my teeth into her shoulder, causing her orgasm to bear down on her and overwhelm her completely. I continue pumping my fingers in and out of her spasming little cunt, curling them up and tapping her most sensitive spot with each thrust.
Valerie cries out as her release pours into my hand. Each jagged breath brings her more and more pleasure until her knees give out. I gently guide her onto the soft rug in front of the fireplace, positioning her on her hands and knees before standing to get a good look at my woman like this.
“Fucking Christ, Valerie,” I growl, dropping to my knees behind her.
I run my hand between her shoulder blades and down her spine, following the trail with kisses until I get to her juicy ass. I bite one cheek and then the other, making her gasp and look at me over her shoulder. I grin and pull her cheeks apart, flattening my tongue and licking her from top to bottom.
“Oh fuck!” she shrieks.
I grunt and circle my tongue over her puckered asshole.
“What are… Oh, shit, why does that feel so good ?” Valerie moans breathlessly.
I harden my tongue into a point and press inside the tight ring of muscles, causing her to twitch and jerk forward, resting on her forearms now instead of her hands. I grip her hips and eat out her ass, loving the uncontrollable moans falling from her lips.
My hands slide down her inner thighs, pushing them wider so I can taste more of her. I dip my head down and lick her clit, once, twice, three times, then spear my tongue in her pussy over and over.?I tease one entrance, then the other, before going back to her clit.
Valerie is fucking dripping for me, her cries muffled from where her face is buried in the rug. I stare at her perfect little pussy as it clenches and releases a wave of cream just for me. I give my filthy angel one last lingering lick and savor the way her entire body tenses and vibrates with the need to come.
Without warning, I slam my cock into her, setting off her long-awaited orgasm.
Her screams pierce the air. I loop my arm underneath her hips, holding her up when her legs give out. Her entire body throbs as her cunt squeezes me so damn tight. I hold myself still, wanting to feel her orgasm while buried deep inside her.?
When it starts to fade, I pull back and steady her on her hands and knees again before thrusting into her over and over. I look between us and take in the sight of her pussy stretching around my thick dick, taking my inches like a good girl.
"Fuck, that's good, Valerie. So damn good," I grit out, wrapping my fist around her hair. I tug, causing her back to arch so she can take me even deeper.
“Ohmygod, ohmygod, Enrico…”
“Yeah? This what you need? Need your man to remind you who you belong to?” I smack her ass and pull her hair harder, fucking her furiously and without mercy.
“Y-Yes. I need… I need…”
“What do you need, baby? Tell me,” I growl.
“I need you to remind me I’m real.” It’s barely a whimper, but her words destroy me.
I fall on top of her, catching myself on my hands and caging her in with my body. My chest presses into her back, my arms are on either side of hers, and our fingers are locked together. I rut into her, grinding down and filling every single inch of her wet, silky heat.
“You’re real, Valerie. You’re safe. You’re free. You’re mine ,” I say between powerful thrusts.
“Yours, yours, yours,” she chants, throwing her head back and resting it on my shoulder as I tear her apart in the way she needs. In the way we both need. I want to rip out all her painful, lonely, dark memories and replace them with pleasure, joy, and light.?
“That’s right, love. Feel this with me.”
“Enrico,” she gasps, pressing her tear-stained cheek against mine. “Enrico, I’m gonna…”
“Fuck, yes. Come for me,” I groan, overwhelmed by how perfect and complete this moment feels.?
Valerie inhales sharply and holds her breath as her whole body stiffens. I pull out as far as I can from this angle and hammer into her as her pussy spasms and floods with her orgasm. She gushes for me, the sloppy sounds we’re making topped only by the broken whimpers she releases with each breath.
My vision goes white as I wrap an arm around her hips and hold still inside her. Valerie squirms and squeals, both of us crying out our release together, her slick cunt sucking up thick ropes of my cum. I keep coming, squeezing my eyes shut as her pussy locks up, pulsing, fluttering, and creaming all over me again.?
It lasts for fucking ever. She keeps coming, and when it seems as though I’ve taken everything she can give me, I lean back and grip her hips, fucking myself with her limp body.?
“I love you,” I grunt, transfixed as I empty the last of my cum and pull out of her, my dick messy with our combined releases.
I collapse next to Valerie on the rug and roll her over, draping her trembling body over my chest and wrapping her in my arms. She snuggles closer, kissing my chest and tucking her face into the side of my neck.
We stay like that, curled up together, letting the sweat dry on our skin as the fire keeps us warm.