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Authors: Jennifer Domenico
Turn Towards the Sun (26 page)
We settle into our evening, him on the computer, me with a good book.
I clear my throat.
“My
birthday is next week. I’ll be thirty.”
He looks up from his work.
“Ava how could you not tell me?”
“We’ve had a lot going on.
Honestly,
I almost forgot myself.”
Besides, I'm
not exactly excited about crossing over to the next decade.
“Thank you for telling me. We’ll have to plan something nice.”
“I don’t need a big deal.”
He gives me a ‘do you know who you are
talking to?’ look.
I just sigh and continue.
“And since I’m not working right now I want to invite my friend Cassie to come and hang out with me for a few days.”
He shrugs. “As you wish.”
“I’m going to want to spend a lot of time with her.” I add carefully.
“I see.”
“Just for a few days, probably a long weekend.”
“Ava, you’re a free woman. You don’t need my permission.” He seems sad. I quickly cuddle up next to him
and kiss
his neck. I coax a smile out of him.
“Tell you what. I’ll go take care of some business in California I’ve been putting off. Otherwise
,
I won’t be able to leave you alone.”
I rush to the phone and call Cassie.
“Ava, w
hat’s up girlie?”
“Can you come out
for a visit
next weekend?”
“Sure. I’ll take a couple of vacation days. I get to meet the man
who's
driving you crazy?”
“Maybe briefly. I’m sending him on a business trip so we have some alone girl time.”
“Okay
,
but make sure he’s around at least once.”
We decide Cassie will fly in Thursday afternoon and leave Sunday afternoon, the day before my birthday. I want her to meet Gabby and of course
,
Enzo.
“Will you take us to dinner at Milano Thursday night so Cassie can meet you?”
Enzo looks up from his computer and grins. “Certainly Miss Bradshaw. Anything for you.”
Oh, a
smart ass. I respond by throwing a
dishtowel
at him.
“Buon giorno principessa.” I wake to the sound of Enzo’s melodic voice. He’s lying behind me, surprising me that he’s not up and about already.
“Mmm good morning.” I murmur. I don’t know what time it
is,
but it is still dark outside, certainly not seven yet. I start to turn over but Enzo holds me, stopping my movement. He doesn’t say a word but pulls me closer to him, pressing his erection against the back of m
y thigh. Morning sex!
I want to
clap
my hands like a seal at a circus.
He runs his hand down my arm, brushing against my breast with his fingertips. My nipple hardens in response. He pushes me onto my
back,
taking a nipple in his mou
th, nibbling it with his teeth.
He proceeds to kiss me all over my neck, shoulders, breast, and tummy. He deftly flips me over onto my stomach and repeats the kissing ritual up and down my body, occasionally biting my flesh softly.
All I can do is
close my eyes
and enjoy
his touch.
He whispers in my ear,
“
What
would
you
like me to do to you my love?”
I get to pick? I think for a moment.
The
lovemaking
is
nice but frankly, I’m dying for him to be a little more aggressive with me. What I want right now is a good solid fucking.
“I want you to fuck me.” I have no idea what his reaction will be hearing this language come out of my
mouth,
so I freeze waiting for his response. He’s silent and unmoving for a mom
ent. Then I feel his hands wrap
in my hair, pulling slightly.
“Is that what you want Miss Bradshaw?” The
sudden dark tone in his voice excites
me.
“Yes.” I whisper.
“Are you sure?” He’s teasing me now.
“Absolutely.”
In one swift motion, he lets go of my hair, flips me over, and presses down on me, staring into my eyes.
“Then say it again.”
This is so hot.
“I want you to fuck me.”
“Then fuck
you
I shall.” He flips me over again. Wrapping his arm around my waist
,
he pulls me onto my knees. I brace myself knowing what he’s going to do. I wiggle my hips in anticipation.
Smack! I jump out of my skin as Enzo
’s hand meets my ass. It stings
,
but the pain is no match for the extreme pleasure shooting through my body.
“Stop moving.” His voice is raspy.
I gasp and try to stay still. His hand rubs the spot where he just smacked me.
“Did you like that amore?” His voice drips with desire.
“Yes.” I’m breathless.
“Good. But if you move again, I’ll restrain you.”
Is that a threat or a promise? Cuz I think I might like that. I wiggle my ass one more time to test him. I
hold my breath and
wonder what he is doing behind me. It’s so quiet.
“Don’t move. I warned you Miss Bradshaw.”
He
gets
off the bed.
I keep my face planted firmly on the bed
but
inside,
I’m giggling like
I just saw a
fifty percent
off sale at Northland
. He walks around to the front of the bed and takes both my wrists in his hands. He wraps the tie from my bathrobe around them, then loops the tie through my
wrought-iron
headboard, securing it firmly. I believe he may have done this
once or twice
before.
He climbs back on the bed, kneeling behind me. My hands are bound and my ass in the air as I wait for his next move. I thought I was calling
the shots,
but he is definitely the one in control. And I like it.
“Spread your legs.” His next command. I do as I’m told. I feel his fingers reach down and spread my wetness around. I moan. His hard cock presses up against my slit and I want to push back against him but don’t. I hold my breath, anticipating the intense pleasure I know is coming.
“Ava, you’re making me crazy.” He slams into
me,
causing me to scream his name.
“Oh Enzo.
”
His movements are rapid as he holds my hips
,
pounding into me
,
thrust after thrust. I can barely move so I just give into the exquisite fucking he’s giving me.
“Oh. Yes. My. Enzo. Yes.”
His movements force each word from my mouth.
“Your Enzo?” He says, breathing hard. “Say it again Ava. Say my name again.”
“My. Enzo.”
He groans
loudly,
and I know he’s going to release any minute now. He reaches forward, pulling the tie, releasing me from my bondage. Grabbing my ankle, he flips me over
,
somehow remaining inside
,
and pounds into me even harder. I feel my own orgasm building and arch my back as intense pleasure ripples through my core. He tenses and
groans,
pumping into my depths. He collapses next to me on the bed
,
smiling.
“Ava, it was too much when you said my name like that.” He strokes my hand.
I tickle his chest
.
“So I am a woman who should be fucked occasionally then?” I say, reminding him of his earlier words to me.
“Yes, and whenever you want it.”
We’re quiet for a moment.
“I am yours Ava. All of me.
I want to give you my all.
Loving you and making you happy is my top priority. You’re all I need.” His words pour out of his mouth.
I am speechless.
Hot water washes over me as I
rinse
away the passionate remnants of my morning. I’ve never been fucked like that in my
life,
and I loved it. I don’t know if it was the bondage or just the control he had over me and his intensity. I step out and towel off. Cassie will be here in a couple of hours.
Enzo is standing in the doorway of the bedroom watching me dress. Why does he have to do that all the time?
“Please use Grayson whenever you like.”
“Okay I will.”
“And why don’t you spend a day at the spa at Girasole.”
“
S
ure.”
“I’m leaving my Amex with you. Use it for whatever you need.”
“I know.”
He
watches
me strap
on
my silver gladiator
sandals
. I’m dressed in a short
,
pale pink skirt and white blouse. My hair is flat
ironed,
and I feel good about my appearance. I gained back
a few
pounds,
and the glow has returned to my cheeks.
“You’re so pretty Ava.”
I respond with a peck on his mouth.
“It’s flight 203. She shoul
d be coming from this area.” I look
anxiously around the airport trying to spot Cassie in the crowd.
“Ava!”
I look up and see blond curls bouncing
in
my direction. She grabs me and hugs me hard.
“Cassie!” I
exclaim,
hugging her back. Enzo is standing to the
side,
smiling. She looks at him then quickly at me.
“Cassie, this is Enzo.”
She extends her hand and he pulls it towards him, kissing her briefly on both cheeks. She’s flustered. I’m amused.
“Shall we head to the car ladies?” Enzo takes Cassie’s bag and leads the way.
Cassie loops her arm in mine as we navigate the airport.
“Cassandra, I’m so glad you could come and spend time with my Ava.”
She flinches at the sound of her full name but doesn’t correct him.
“So am I. I miss my girl.” Cassie squeezes my arm.
“I’ll be taking you to dinner
tonight,
but I’m leaving tomorrow morning for a business trip. You can have Ava all to yourself.”
I know he’s only saying this because he’s talking to a woman.
Enzo has turned on the Italian charm full force, and The Great and Powerful Cass is putty in his hands.
Cassie looks at me and mouths,
“he’s
so hot.”
“I know.” I mouth back.
We get inside the
apartment,
and Cassie flops
into
a chair. “Good Lord Ava, how do you deal with that heat?”
“Surprisingly you get used to it.”
Cassie raises her eyebrows in disbelief.
Enzo
stands
uncomfortably by the door. He motions for me.
“I’m going back to Girasole. I’ll be back at six for dinner.”
“Why are you leaving?” I pout.
“So you and your friend can talk freely. I’m sure you have much to discuss.”
“No, stay here and work. We’ll go in my bedroom and chat. I don’t want you to leave.”
We have Cassie’s full
attention,
and she strains to hear our discussion.
“Don’t leave on my account Enzo.” She yells out.
He smiles in her direction.
“Just stay Enzo.” I give him my best ‘stay’ look.
He sighs.
I win.
Cassie and I head into my bedroom to talk. “Oh my God
Ava,
he’s incredible.”
“That’s a good way to describe him.”
“How do you keep your hands off of him all day?”
I laugh. “Who says I do?”
“And this apartment… it looks like a freaking magazine layout.”
“Yea I know. Amazing isn’t it? I feel like I stepped into a dream world that I don’t have to wake up from.”
“You totally did
.
So how is the big bang anyway with Prince Charming?”
I’ve always told Cassie
all the dirty bits
about my
exploits,
but I feel myself wanting
to protect this. It’s special…and
private.
