Chapter 30
Enzo
NOTHING COULD HAVE PREPARED ME FOR THE WAVE OF EMOTIONS COURSING through my chest. Looking down at Elena, dark curls fanned out over her pillow, so peaceful, so beautiful.
Last night was nothing short of incredible.
I savored every moment, even now as I lay next to her, I find myself replaying the night repeatedly, committing it to memory.
It felt so good to be with her, to be inside her.
It felt right. She brings out a side in me that I didn’t even know existed, an insatiable hunger, a constant need to touch her.
I know Elena has reservations, that she has no desire to go into anything serious with me, or anyone for that matter.
I saw it in her eyes, the doubt, the fear and I understand it, I do, but I can’t say I didn’t feel a pang of disappointment.
I never expected to feel the way I feel, not for the beauty next to me nor anyone else for that matter.
The constant tug in my chest, the pull I have towards her is undeniable.
I can’t stay away. And now that I have her, I’m going to keep her.
I’ll treat her like the queen she is. I can only hope that one day she’ll feel the same.
I do feel guilty at having moved on from Vic, but if I’m being honest, I don’t think I have…
not yet. I still love her; I’ll always love her.
Her memory burns bright in my heart. She’ll always have a place there.
Her memory lives on in this house, within these walls.
A home we built together. She lives through our son.
But I can’t ignore what I feel for Elena.
The chemistry, the passion the undeniable attraction is too strong to ignore.
I’m being selfish, I know. I won’t let go of Vic but I can’t let Elena go either.
I need time. And as I’m working through all my feelings, perhaps in time I can finally leave Vic behind.
Just the thought of it sends a pang of guilt coursing through me.
Elena stirs and I quickly pull myself out of my thoughts. I lower my head to place a kiss on her lips.
“Buongiorno Bella.” (Good morning beautiful.)
“Mmm, good morning handsome.”
She smiles and stretches her long graceful limbs. Perfection personified.
“Did you sleep well?”
“Like a corpse.”
I let out a small laugh at that. Elena’s sense of humour is one of the many things I find so captivating about her.
“Are you hungry?”
“Starving.”
“I’ll go get us something to eat. Why don’t you freshen up and meet me downstairs in a bit?”
“Sounds good.”
She stretches again and I can’t help myself.
I lean over and kiss her on her lips. She needs no convincing to return my affection.
My hands dip beneath the covers to roam her naked body, stopping at her breasts, I give her a little squeeze and she moans into my mouth.
I deepen our kiss and palm her breasts and I’m rewarded with more sexy moans.
I roll over her, positioning my body between her thighs.
I’m already rock hard. This woman can make me stand at attention with just one look.
I pull away from her to look down at my thick veined cock right at her entrance.
Taking it in my hand, I rub the tip over her centre, spreading the bead of moisture through her folds and without warning I plunge into her.
Her wet heat surrounds me, her walls clenching and pulsing around me.
The feeling is euphoric. Elena arches her back, pushing her full round breasts out, ripe for the taking, and take, I do.
Dipping my head down to her chest I suck one pebbled bud into my mouth while thrusting into her.
We are both in desperate need of sustenance so I’ll make it quick…
this time. I pick up my pace, thrusting into her fast and hard, the bed shifts with the force.
“Oh my God!”
“There’s no God here baby, in bed, I am the only deity you call for.”
I reach down between us and circle her swollen clit with the pad of my thumb, circling and adding pressure with each thrust until I feel her clench around me, her walls closing in around me gripping my cock like a vice and then she explodes, her release triggering my own.
Out of breath and more than a little sweaty, we lay there together, a tangled mess of limbs, trying to catch our breaths.
After a few moments, once our breathing calms down we both get up and shower together.
I’m dressed first; I give her one last kiss before heading downstairs to prepare breakfast.
I’ve just set out two bowls of oatmeal; some fresh fruit and two slices of toast when Elena makes her way to the kitchen.
I stare at her in amazement. She’s stunning, wearing only my shirt, buttoned up to the middle of her chest, giving me a perfect view of her cleavage, the shirt hangs off one shoulder and the sleeves are way too long ending in the middle of her palms. Her hair is up in a messy bun with a few stray strands hanging loose around her gorgeous face.
I’m sure my jaw must be on the ground as I stare at her, panting like a fucking dog.
“What?”
“You look fucking hot wearing my shirt. From now on that’s how I want to see you. You only wear my shirt.”
She lets out a small laugh.
“I’m sure your mother and Tony will have something to say about that.”
“I have no doubt.”
I pass the bowl of oatmeal to her and take my own. We eat in comfortable silence, sneaking a peek at each other every now and then.
“Can I get you something to drink? Coffee? Orange juice?”
“Orange juice please.”
I pour her drink and hand it over to her, watching as she takes a long sip. Her throat bobs when she swallows and God help me, I’m hard again. This state of constant erection is going to be a problem.
“Elena, I have something to tell you.”
“I figured as much. Go ahead.”
“Well, after last night, you pretty much know how I feel about you. Obviously, I find you incredibly attractive but it’s more than that.
Your presence on its own is over powering.
You bring light to this house; you make me smile with your quirky jokes and you love Angelo.
You’re a highly intelligent woman with a great sense of humour.
You add so much joy to this house and to everyone in it…
to me. I don’t know what this is between us, but I do know it’s something I’d like to pursue.
I understand you have reservations, but I swear to you, I would never intentionally hurt you.
You remember when I told you that my relationship with Vic was more conservative? ”
“I do.”
“What we did last night… that was the first time I’d experienced anything like it.
I’ve never been so overcome with need, such an insatiable desire to claim someone.
I’ve never been so… bold before, so hungry for a woman’s body and so desperate for a woman’s touch.
I want to devour you every chance I get.
I crave you, I crave your presence, even if it’s not sex, I find myself constantly wanting to be with you, looking for excuses to be in your presence.
Even if it meant crashing your birthday.
” I smile at that last part and she smiles too.
“I have no regrets by the way. I am so glad I made the decision to join you two last night.”
“I don’t regret it either.”
“Good. I’m glad. Last night was absolutely magical for me.
So, what do you say? Are you willing to give this a shot?
I’m not a one-night stand kind of guy. I take relationships very seriously.
Fidelity is important to me. I don’t share; I won’t share you.
This is not a game to me Elena. If you say yes then know that I am in it for the long haul, no matter the outcome.
If it works out, we can move forward from there.
If not, then we can decide what to do if or when the time comes, but know that it won’t be for lack of trying.
What do you say? Are you willing to try this out with me? ”
“I… I don’t know Enzo. I’m not entirely certain I can give you what you’re asking of me. I can’t deny the pull between us, I’m not blind, I know it’s there but I’m scared. I’m terrified of getting hurt.”
“Elena I would never cheat on you.”
“It’s so much more than that Enzo.”
“Then tell me. Help me understand.”
“I’ll tell you… one day. But that day is not today.”
I can hardly force her to open up to me.
Something happened with Matt that she isn’t telling me.
Something that probably brings bad memories to the fore.
Did she catch him in bed with another woman?
Did he hurt her physically? Did he leave her?
I have no idea, but whatever he did, it resulted in a deep distrust for men, all men, myself included.
“Will you at least think about it?”
“I’ll think about it.”
.
Elena
Ifeel like a total bitch. Enzo is telling me everything I want to hear but I can’t bring myself to agree. I’m scared. I don’t think my fragile heart could handle a man’s wrath, especially if it’s directed at me. I need advice. It’s time to come clean. I need to talk to Evie.
After breakfast we both changed and I rid myself of my thoroughly fucked look, put on some leggings, a loose t-shirt and waltzed downstairs to cuddle up on the couch with Enzo.
He informed me that he asked his mum to keep Angel for another night so that we could spend some time together and I would have more time to make my decision.
We’re snuggled up on the couch, my head tucked beneath his chin and I just have to know.
“So, when exactly did you read that scene?”
“The night Tony came over for dinner, you ran out of your office in such a hurry, I couldn’t help but wonder what had you flustered enough to speed out of there, not to mention, you were positively flushed.
So, I took a peek at the open manuscript on your desk.
I was extremely impressed. Didn’t know you had it in you.
I’m also extremely lucky. You’re amazing. ”