“What’s a little while?” Enzo asked.
“Ten minutes.”
“We both know it’ll take longer than that.” Enzo’s hand slipped into my pants, wrapping around my cock. “I plan to take my time.”
I licked my lips. “Fuck.”
“Yep.” Enzo bit my bottom lip.
“Stop being whores and help!” Chelsea called up the stairs. “We’re not getting paid for this!”
I groaned as Enzo pulled away. He caressed my cheek, brushing his thumb over my skin before dragging it across my bottom lip. My tongue darted out, lapping at it.
“You’ll pay for teasing me.”
“I sure as fuck hope so,” I muttered. I laughed as I turned, only to have my wrist grabbed, and I was turned back to face him. Enzo’s face had suddenly gone serious. “What? What’s wrong?”
“I love you so damn much.”
I desperately tried to swallow around the lump in my throat. “I love you too.”
Our lips met, and I never wanted to pull away from him again. No matter what shit we had to go through, we would face it together because I knew one thing for sure. Being with Enzo Vitale was the best decision I’d ever made.