Page 24 of Grumpy Mafia Boss and the Cleaner
Chapter Seven
Harper had never been so spoiled before in her life. First the meal, and then of course the bracelet, which made her feel a little uncomfortable, because there was no way she was ever going to be able to pay him back.
She was also acutely aware of the look Marcus Villa sent her way. He did not like her being on a date with one of his Capos. This was their reality. She was not part of his world. She tried not to think about it as Enzo slid the card into the security pad of the hotel room, where he told her they would be staying for the night.
Stepping inside, she didn’t get far before Enzo’s arms were wrapped around her. The door was kicked shut, and his lips were on her neck. He pulled some of her hair out of the way, and kissed from the pulse toward her collarbone. She closed her eyes as each kiss sent a wave of pleasure coursing through her body. It felt so good.
As he kissed her, she felt his hand at her back as he started to release the catch of her dress, and slowly it loosened until it fell to her hips. Everything always stopped at her hips, because it needed an added push to get past them.
“Do you have any idea what you’ve done to me all night?” he asked.
“I’ve done absolutely nothing,” she said.
He pulled her back against him, and she felt the hard ridge of his cock as it pressed against her ass. “You call that nothing?”
“I didn’t do anything.”
“Just being you. You drive me crazy.”
The dress landed on the floor, along with her bra and panties, so all she stood in was the heels he told her to wear. He spun her around, and even with her in heels he was taller than her.
Enzo sunk his fingers into her hair, tilting her head back, and then he kissed her, melting away all her troubles.
This felt ... amazing. Everything else could wait, because the moment she was in his arms, nothing else mattered.
“You drive me crazy,” he said. “I want to fuck you so badly.”
“I’m yours,” she said. “You can do what you want.”
She stroked the lapel of his jacket and pulled it off his body. Next, she went for his shirt, and she tried to be patient, releasing the buttons, but it was taking too damn long. She was about to grab his shirt front and just tear the damn thing open, but he got to it first and pulled it off over his head.
“Is this what you want?” he asked.
She nodded. Harper knew a part of her should play coy, or at the very least, reserve control, but she honestly didn’t see the point. This was what she wanted with him.
Putting her hands at his waist, she slowly slid them up, feeling his skin covered in ink. There was quite a lot, each design seeming to be more intricate than the other.
When she wrapped her arms around his neck, he reached down and grabbed her ass, tugging her up toward him, and she felt the hard ridge of his cock.
“This is what you do to me.”
She didn’t have time to ask questions or to even tease him a little, as he picked her up in his arms. She let out a little gasp and tightened her arms around his neck, not wanting to let go.
He took her toward the bed and lowered her down, Enzo sinking down with her. He kissed her collarbone and started to trail his lips down her body. When he got to her tits, he stopped, cupping them in his palm.
Harper arched up, and she cried out as he bit down, it was so close to being too much pain, she almost couldn’t stand it. He soothed out that pain and moved on to the other breast. Each flick of his tongue and bite of his teeth built up the pleasure within her. She felt a pulse between her thighs that made her feel more desperate to have his hand there.
She clenched her hands at her sides, and Enzo suddenly grabbed her wrists, pressing them to the bed at the same time his lips started to descend toward her pussy.
“Spread your legs,” he said.
Harper opened her legs for him.
He let go of her hands, and she watched him. “Spread your pussy lips for me. Show me that clit and your cunt,” he said.
She reached down and did as he asked, opening herself up to him, and in the process, she laid back against the bed, making it a little easier to show him.
He ran his fingers across her mound, and then slid one finger deep inside her, making her cry out. He added a second, stretching her. She couldn’t help but rock against him, wanting more, feeling a little ... needy.
