Chapter 27
JENNA
When I wake up after nine, the mansion is quiet, and I lie in bed processing today.
The last thing I expected was to hear JJ’s voice. Gosh, what are the odds that Enzo knows him? What an insane turn of events.
I get up and walk to the bathroom, wondering what Enzo is going to do with the four men.
Whatever it is, they deserve it.
Not only did they destroy my life when I was seventeen, but Wayne, Kirk, and Derek taunted me every time they came to the gas station. It forced me to relive the nightmare over and over.
I switch on the faucets, and while the tub fills, I add some bath salts before getting undressed.
I don’t want what happened today to affect all the progress I’ve made. I refuse to take a step backward just because I heard JJ’s voice.
Climbing into the tub, I take my time washing myself with the expensive bodywash Enzo got me.
I think back to that week we spent in Minneapolis and what we did the day we returned home.
Enzo hasn’t tried to be intimate with me since, and I don’t have the guts to initiate things.
Once I’m done, I climb out of the tub and let the water drain. Just as I reach for a towel, I hear the bedroom door open.
“Meu amor?”
Standing butt naked in the bathroom, I squeak, “Uhm…be right out.”
I quickly grab the towel, and as I wrap it around my body, Enzo appears in the doorway. Slowly, his gaze drifts over me, and when his eyes darken, nerves begin to spin in my stomach.
My heart beats faster when Enzo steps closer to me. “How are you feeling?”
“Better,” I answer honestly. “How did things go?”
“Good.” He doesn’t elaborate, which I’m thankful for. I don’t want to know all the details of what Enzo chooses to do to my rapists.
He stops in front of me and brushes his knuckles down the side of my arm. His eyes lock on mine, and when I see how much he desires me, it takes all my courage to drop the towel.
His heated gaze lowers to my breasts, and he moves his hand to brush his fingers over my nipple.
“T?o Linda.”
Every time he calls me beautiful, it makes my self-worth grow a little.
His eyes return to mine, and he tilts his head, giving me a questioning look.
I swallow hard before I nod. “I’d like to try.”
“Stop me if things become too much for you,” he murmurs.
“Okay.”
I suck in a deep breath, then reach for his jacket. As I strip him out of his suit, he just keeps staring at me, but as I pull down his zipper, he says, “I’m assuming you’re not on any kind of birth control.”
I shake my head.
He turns around and walks to the bedroom. Wondering if I’ve messed things up, I pick up the towel and wrap it around myself before I follow him.
But then I see Enzo taking a box of condoms from the bedside drawer, and when he catches me watching, he says, “I’ll wear one because there’s no way I’m getting you pregnant now. I want you all to myself for a few years.”
A shy smile tugs at my mouth, and my cheeks grow warm.
I walk closer, and after Enzo sets the foil packet down on the bed, he reaches for me. Taking hold of my arm, he pulls me to him while tugging the towel away from my body.
When his head lowers and his mouth nips at mine, my abdomen clenches, but then his arm wraps around me, and he takes me in such an intense kiss, my stomach explodes with flutters, and my heart races wildly.
He completely overwhelms me, so much so, I’m hardly aware as he lifts me from my feet and lays me down on the bed.
I get totally lost in how amazing it feels as his lips knead mine and his tongue claims my mouth.
I have no idea how much time passes before Enzo frees my lips and begins to drop kisses over my jaw and neck. He moves down, lavishing my skin with more of his addictive kisses until he forces my legs open.
The moment his tongue swipes over my clit, my back arches, and then I grab hold of the pillow by my head as Enzo begins to suck and lick me as if his life depends on it.
“Oh,” I gasp. What he’s doing to me causes so many tingles to spread all over my body until they grow into a sensation in my core that has me whimpering, “Enzo.”
He pushes two fingers inside me and begins to massage my inner walls, which only adds to the pleasure I’m experiencing.
Just like when he kissed me the first time, all I can do is take what he’s giving me.
Suddenly, he sucks so hard, ecstasy seizes my abdomen, and I quickly cover my mouth to muffle the cry as it escapes me.
“Oh gosh,” I sob, and I’m unable to do anything as my body convulses while Enzo continues to thrust his fingers into me.
“Such a good girl,” he praises before he moves off the bed.
I feel like jello while watching as he begins to remove his pants, and when I see him naked for the first time, I lose my ability to breathe.
I’ve never seen anything more intimidating than Enzo’s muscled body and all the tattoos.
He even has them on his legs. There are images of a child climbing in a dumpster, a boy lying naked in a fetal position, a cab, and as I look at them all, they all tell the story of a child battling his way through life to survive after being violated in the worst way.
My Enzo.
I’m not even worried about sex anymore when he places his knee on the bed and brushes his knuckles over my skin all the way from my breasts to my hip.
“Ready for me, meu amor?”
I don’t hesitate to nod. “Yes.”
Instead of putting on the condom immediately, he lies down beside me and places his hand on my cheek. “I love you, whether you’re able to have sex with me or not. I don’t want you to worry about it. There are plenty of other ways we can pleasure each other.”
After being reminded of Enzo’s tragic past and having him make me orgasm first, I’m certain that I’ll be okay.
I lift my head and seal my mouth to his, and to show him I’m really okay with this, I move my hand down his chest and abs until I wrap my fingers around his hard manhood.
I begin to stroke him the same way I did last week, but his hand slaps over mine, forcing me to stop as he breaks the kiss.
“No, meu anjinho. I’ll orgasm if you do that, and I want to be inside you when I come.”
I pull away, and before I can start wondering what I should do next, Enzo moves over me while he claims my mouth again in a searing kiss that has my toes curling.
When he settles between my legs and I feel his erection pressing against my core, my body tenses a little, and a rush of heat spreads through me. He grips the sides of my head, and the kiss turns wild, causing my mind to grow cloudy with desire.
Our tongues dance, and I become breathless, my lips tingly from all the friction, but when Enzo’s hips move and he rubs his hard length over my clit, fireworks burst through my abdomen, the sensation so intense it’s almost painful.
Enzo lets out a groan as he breaks the kiss, then he presses his forehead to mine, and his lust-filled eyes look deep into mine.
He keeps rubbing against me, making me feel desperate for more, so I begin to lift my hips, trying to help create more friction between us.
The corner of his mouth lifts with satisfaction. “My little brave angel. You amaze me.” His hand moves down, and I feel his fingers between us as he positions the swollen head of his erection by my opening.
My nervousness returns tenfold, and my body tenses.
“Want me to stop?” he asks.
I quickly shake my head and whisper, “I’m just nervous.”
“I’m not entering you all the way. If you relax, it won’t hurt as much.”
I nod, but when he pushes against my entrance, I feel myself tensing even more.
Enzo begins to kiss me again, and just as he sweeps me up into the clouds, he pushes an inch inside me. I gasp against his mouth, and he instantly lifts his head so he can see my face.
Slowly, he rocks against me, his eyes burning into mine as he watches for my slightest reaction, and it has more love than I ever thought I could feel for a person spilling into my heart.
Relief eases the tension from his face, and it’s only then I realize how focused he is on me and that he’s worried he’ll trigger or hurt me.
“I love you,” I say as I place my hands on his shoulders and drag my palms down his chest. “All of you. The good and the bad. The dark part of you that doesn’t hesitate to kill and the sensitive soul who is healing me.
” My hands keep exploring every inch of his front and back, and the more I feel his warm skin beneath my fingertips, the more I can’t get enough of touching him.
“You belong to me, my heart,” I say, every ounce of love I feel for him making my voice hoarse. “Forever.”
Enzo pulls back and grabs the condom. I see the steely restrain he’s had with me up until vanishing, and as he impatiently rolls the condom on, his eyes burn dark and hungry on me.
When he has the protection on, his body crashes against mine, and I feel him at my opening again. This time, he enters me harder but only with a few inches, before he stills.
My lips part, and my gasp is loud between us, which has his eyes snapping to my face.
I quickly nod so he doesn’t think something is wrong. I’m just trying to process the weird full feeling inside me.
Then Enzo thrusts again, and my eyes go wide as saucers as he enters me much deeper than I expected.
It causes a sharp twinge in my abdomen, but nothing I can’t handle.
Or that’s what I think, because his hips move once more, and his manhood hits so deep inside me, my back arches, and the burning pain makes my butt go numb for a moment.
“Shh..shh…shh,” Enzo makes a comforting sound before he peppers my jaw and mouth with loving kisses. “I’m sorry, meu corac?o. Does it hurt a lot? Do you want me to stop?”
I shake my head. “I’m okay. Are you in all the way?”
“Not yet.”
“What?” I gasp. “How much more?”
“An inch or two, but I’ll wait until you’re more relaxed.”
God, help me. He might just split me in half if he goes any deeper.
“Jenna,” he says my name, which is rare, and it gets my full attention. When my vision focuses on his face, he continues, “I’m inside you.”
I’m instantly hit with such a strong emotion, it makes the air woosh from my lungs and tears jump to my eyes.
Enzo doesn’t move and keeps pressing tender kisses to my jaw and mouth while he gives me time to process the moment.
Something blossoms deep in my soul. Dreams. A future with a husband and children. Traveling to foreign destinations. Experiencing all the good this world has to offer.
It feels as if my life restarts after being switched off for the past eight years.
I throw my arms around Enzo’s neck as a sob sputters from me and whisper, “Thank you.”
He holds me tightly while I go through all the good emotions he’s evoked inside me, and when I finally begin to calm down, he slowly pulls out before pushing back inside. It makes me focus on what his manhood feels like as it fills me.
Enzo begins to move, setting a slow and steady pace that has the tingles and pleasurable sensations returning full force.
My breathing speeds up again, and with our eyes locked, I experience what it’s like to make love to a man for the first time.