Twisted Cravings (The Camorra Chronicles 6)

I still remembered my first time with C.J. vividly. I’d been attracted to her from the start but after the thing with my first girlfriend Harper who’d cheated on me and made fun of my lacking sexual skills, I had been worried about being with anyone again. Of course, I couldn’t really talk to anyone about my issues. My brothers wouldn’t have understood. They’d all lost their virginity at a younger age and fucked their way through enough women to practice when they were my age. I didn’t really want to fuck random girls but I also didn’t want to risk another relationship so I was at an impasse.

C.J. had noticed how I’d constantly checked her out. Eventually I’d asked her if we could spend some time together. At first, we’d only talked but eventually I just wanted more. C.J. was sexy, and she was safe, but I didn’t want to use her. So I’d insisted she showed me how to get a girl off and that’s all we did the first few weeks until we finally fucked. The first few months I certainly wasn’t a good fuck and C.J. probably only enjoyed half of the time we spent together but I was a quick learner and determined to give her a good time.

I kept my eyes on C.J. as she sucked me off, worried I’d see another face again if I closed my eyes or looked away. After I came in her mouth, she straightened and ran her hands through my hair, her expression full of need. We talked and fucked. That’s how it had always been. We weren’t exclusive but we shared a special bond. Maybe it was this bond that made me wonder if I could keep up doing this with Dinara thrown in the mix. There was nothing between Dinara and me, except for rivalry, fascination and taunting, but I wanted more, and I had a feeling she wasn’t completely turned off by the idea.

“Is something the matter?” C.J. asked carefully. She was sexy and she’d had a hard week. So had I. We both needed this. She smelled of her vanilla shower gel, not something Dinara would use. “I’m fine.” I kissed her again and as before she answered with passion and need. We fumbled our way to her couch, already shedding the rest of our clothes on the way.

I tangled my hand in her hair and gently pulled back, considering to stop this after all. Her gaze snapped up, and her lips pulled into a needy smile. Fuck. I gripped her arms and shoved her onto the sofa.

To this day C.J. was the best lay I’d ever had, and much more than that, but these last few weeks all of my fantasies had revolved around a redhead. I knelt before her and raised her heels onto my shoulders before I plunged into her. As always when we met after a long time, we fucked all night until we were spent. That’s when we started talking about everything that bothered us, but this time I had a more important topic to discuss than race car driving.

“What do you know about Eden?”

C.J. lifted her head from my shoulder, looking surprised. “Eden? Why are you interested in her?”

“I’m interested in her backstory. Remo won’t share details with me but I have a feeling something important happened. It might be useful for our fight against the Bratva.”

Lying to C.J. wasn’t something I enjoyed doing, and usually I just skidded around topics she wasn’t allowed to know anything about.

C.J. sat up slowly, looking thoughtful. “Most of the other girls and I kept our distance to Eden. In the beginning because your brother ordered us to ignore her and then later because she really preferred to be on her own. I haven’t worked in the same place as her in a while. I think she’s now stationed in a dingy little club outside of Vegas.”

“You girls talk. Did you never speculate about the whys for her special treatment?”

“Donna was one of the few girls who were there when Eden first appeared in Vegas. She always said that Eden pissed off Remo majorly.”

That’s what I’d gathered. No new information really.

C.J. smiled apologetically. “Sorry. I wish I could help you. Maybe you should talk to Donna. She’s waiting tables in the Red Lantern if you want to go looking for her.”

Talking to C.J. was one thing but going around questioning other prostitutes about Eden would definitely make Remo furious. The more I pissed him off now, the less likely he’d listen to me if I put in a good word for Dinara in case she ever showed up in Vegas to do whatever she had in mind.

The next day, I decided to give Remo another try. I joined my brothers in our gym in an abandoned casino for fight training. Savio had been surprised when I’d asked him if I could drive with him. Nino and Remo were already inside the fighting cage when Savio and I entered the vast hall.