Page 12 of The Sexy Enemy


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“Dick,” she bites, trying to tug against my restraint.

“Hey now, things were just getting interesting.” I chuckle.

“I wouldn’t fuck a Conti if you were the last man on Earth,” she hisses.

My hand lets go of her wrists as I grab her face. “A Fiorenzo could never handle a Conti anyway.”

She raises a brow at me before a smile falls across her lips, and the next thing I know, she has her hand cupping my thickening dick through my suit pants. I hadn’t had time to get changed from my earlier business meeting before meeting up with the boys.

“Seems like I’m handling you okay right now.” She chuckles as her hand continues to cup and squeeze me. I try to hold in a moan, but I fail miserably. It’s been a while since I’ve gotten laid, and my dick isn’t caring that it’s a Fiorenzo giving it the attention it so desperately needs. “Seems like you don’t mind me handling it either, judging by how hard you’re becoming.”

What the hell do I say to that because it’s the truth. My dick likes being handled by her, but my brain doesn’t.

“I’m not going to deny it,” I confess as her hand continues to undo me.

“It does?”

Closing my eyes momentarily, it’s now my turn to bite my lip as I nod in agreement.

“Seeing you like this is turning me on,” she confesses, surprising me. “You’re thick and hard under my fingers.”

“I am.”

“This wasn’t supposed to happen, you’re … you’re you,” she states, stumbling over her words.

“And you’re you and yet my dick is enjoying it,” I say, lifting my hand to the wall behind her as I try to stifle another moan, my head falling forward. She continues her tortuous cupping and stoking of my dick, and all I can think about is that I’m going to hell for letting this happen, but no amount of thinking can make me want to stop her. I breathe in her berrylicious smell and goosebumps break out against my skin.

Fuck.

I turn my head and slide my tongue against the smooth skin of her neck.

“Hmm,” she moans as a shiver slides over her body.

Oh, she likes that, does she? I do it again, and her body continues to shiver as a groan falls from her lips. I nip, suck, and lick over her sensitive neck, loving every shiver that slides over her skin from my touch; it’s intoxicating. I’ve never felt such a need to make a woman shiver from my lips before, but it’s my new game and I love it. I move to the other side and give it the same attention.

“Fuck,” she curses again as I slide my tongue, then my lips, over her skin, and every so often, a suck. I continue until she is wiggling under my touch, fuck this is hot.

I pull away and stare down at her, those red lips open, her chest rising and falling, those sapphire eyes bright with desire.

“Fuck,” I curse as I stare up at the ceiling. This is one monumental fuck up I’ve done, touching the enemy like I did.

There’s a knock at my door, and I head over to it. I’m surprised to see Nico standing there, and he doesn’t look happy.

“Tell me it isn’t true,” Nico asks as he strides into my suite.

“Tell you what?” I question him, slamming the door shut behind him. Nico is normally chill, nothing ruffles his feathers, especially in his line of work, which is on the don’t ask, don’t tell kind of scale.

“Last night you didn’t marry fucking Natalia Fiorenzo,” he yells.

I just stare at my oldest friend, he’s rendered me speechless. His eyes narrow on me as he stares around the room, and I know he is clocking every single item in my room that is out of place.

“Fine, I fucked Natalia Fiorenzo last night, but I didn’t marry her,” I confess to him.

Nico raises a brow at me, then smirks. “You fucked a Fiorenzo?”

I scrub my face. “I don’t know how it happened, but I woke up this morning with her naked in my bed.” His eyes fall to the open bathroom door, then back to me. “She’s already gone.”

“And she didn’t say anything about the two of you getting married?” he asks.

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