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I need to see her. To feel her skin underneath my lips. Reassure myself that she’s real – what we have is real.
Enzo is my rock, but she became my reason. I can’t live without her.
Quickly, I move to the adjoining door and listen as the shower comes on.
Stripping off my clothing, I enter the bathroom. She’s singing off key and the mirror is already steamed up.
I grin to myself, pull open the shower door, and slip inside. When I touch her, she screams and flails, forcing me to catch her before she hits the floor.
“Jesus Christ, Nico! What are you doing?” She shrieks, slapping her soap covered hands on my chest.
“Looking at you,” I answer, gruffly.
Water sluices down her face and there are soap bubbles from her shampoo still in her hair.
Her chest is heaving, and her eyes are wide as she studies me.
My angel.
I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight.
“Nico,” she whispers, her eyes falling to my lips.
My cock is already hard – all it takes is looking at her these days.
“You’re going to have to be quiet, Angel,” I whisper, reaching for her.
She comes into my arms willingly, her lithe body fitting so perfectly next to mine. Her heat and slippery skin are enough to make me groan.
“What are you planning to do?” She giggles, wrapping her arms around my neck.
“Kiss the fuck out of you and then make you squirm until you want to scream my name. But if you so much as say a word, I’ll have to stop,” I whisper back, positioning her so her back is against the wall.
The water is still touching her – keeping her warm, but it’s out of her face. I lean down, capturing her bottom lip in my teeth.
She moans and grinds her wet body up against me.
My control – already tenuous at best – snaps. A growl escapes me from low in my throat and then my lips are on hers.
I pour every goddamn complicated emotion and feeling that I’ve been wrestling with into that kiss.
The anger at my father, the fear that she could be sent away, and the love I have for her.
All of it.
She grips me tightly, her hands playing across my body, pulling me closer to her as she kisses me back with wild abandon.
“Please,” she pleads, rubbing up against me. “Please fuck me – make me forget about all this bullshit.”
I pause and look down at her, noting the anguish that is hidden in her eyes. She’s been so brave through all this. Adapting to our life as best she can – a new home, a new routine, and now this.
I tuck her wet hair behind her ears and cup her face. “I won’t let him have you. We’re going to get you out of this. You belong with us. Forever.” I promise, fiercely.
She sighs and brings her hands up to clutch mine. “I believe you.”
I hate that she’s so sad. I can’t take that away for her – yet. But I can give her what she asked for. If she wants me to fuck her as a distraction, I can do that.
“Turn around, Christina,” I order, stepping back so she can obey. “Put your hands above your head and on the tile.”
