Capture Me (Unlocked Desire)

She slaps me again, harder than before. I let go of her neck and slap her face gently, hearing her moan. Her cunt clenches on my cock like a damn vise. She’s as crazy as I am. The girl actually gets turned on from the slap. I’ve never hit a woman before. It’s a little fucked up that I’d hit the only girl I’ve ever loved, but seeing the lust in Reese’s eyes unleashes the animal within me.

“Look at you Principessa, getting wet from being slapped. So turned on because I use you like my personal little whore. Aren’t you ashamed that you’ve turned into a dirty little slut for me?”

“Yes,” she screams. “Use me.”

My thumb brushes against her lips, and I withdraw. “Gladly, when you tell me what I want to hear.”

“You’re such an asshole.”

“But I’m your asshole.” I slide my hands up and down my cock, and I see her eyes flash, watching me. She licks her lips, driving me crazy. I want nothing more than to bury myself in her warm pussy and have us both coming, shaking the damn walls and making my guys wish they were deaf. “Say it, Reese, and this rock-hard cock is all yours.”

“No.”

No, she actually says now. She’s got a death wish. Murdered by my cock, ’cause I swear I will fuck her until she withers and dies if she doesn’t say those words to me. I fist her hair and drag her to the bed. Her ass is in front of me. I pull apart her ass cheeks and spit straight into her asshole.

“Enzo…” she says, and it’s really the first time there’s alarm in her voice.

I will not fuck her ass dry, but I let her panic. “Shh. All you have to say is the words, Reese.” I stick a finger in her wet pussy before brushing it against her asshole. She stiffens. “Relax, Principessa. I’m never gonna hurt you unless you want me to. You should know that by now.”

At my words, the tension leaves her body as she relaxes, and I gently circle her asshole before I slide my finger inside, and Reese moans. Her body shifts to accommodate the small intrusion. I jam my cock into her pussy and groan. She’s so fuckin’ tight, so wet, so warm. It’s like my cock is in his own personal heaven. As I fuck her mercilessly, I can’t help thinking how much this girl owns my fuckin’ heart, how I’d bleed, rip off my skin, stab my heart out just to be near her. I’d no idea what life was until the day I saw her in the club in that stupid cat suit. She’s my everything, and I will be hers, even if I have to take it. There is nothing gentle about what my cock is doing to her, but then again, there is nothing gentle about how she has a hold on my heart. “Say it, baby. Three little words.”

Her pussy clenches on my cock, and I’m about to pull out. Reese screams, “I love you.”

I take my finger out of her ass and grab her, my fingers digging into her sides as I pound into her, letting the warmth of her pussy engulf my cock until we both scream. I grab her hair as I pull her off the bed and crush my mouth to hers. The kiss is consuming, more than any other. It’s not gentle, it’s not kind. It’s full of desperation, despair, desire, and it’s a kiss letting both of us understand that from this moment, we are two souls that need the other to survive.

“I love you, Reese. Don’t you ever forget it or doubt it. I’ll fuckin’ kill any fucker who hurts you, and I won’t think twice about it. You’re mine, and I protect what’s mine.”

“Would you kill yourself?”

Her question lingers in the room.

“If I hurt you? Yes, I’ll slit my own damn throat.” I don’t really need to think about it. I know I would, because hurting Reese would mean I’d lose her, and I’d rather die than be without her.

Reese nods, a sexy smile on her beautiful face. “No, Daddy. I’ll slit it before you have a chance.”

“That’s my girl,” I say before I kiss the tip of her nose. “I gotta go see what those two assholes have.”

Reese turns red and buries her head in her hands. “Oh God. They heard everything.”

I shrug as I pull out a pair of jeans and a long-sleeved T-shirt from the dresser. “Yes, that was the point.”

“What?”

“They need to know that I’m serious about you. We’ve been after your father since we were kids—well, Ciaran and I. Vance got pulled into it ’cause he’s like family.”

“What do you mean, after my father?” she asks.

“I’m gonna kill Vincent Ferreri, baby.”

Chapter Eleven

REESE

I’m gonna kill Vincent Ferreri.