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here.”
    She swallowed and her eyes flickered over him once more.
    He kept his gaze on her as she walked slowly round the bed to stand next to him. Raising his hand, he ran a finger down the side of her thigh and reveled in the shudder that shook her frame. It was good to know she experienced the same crazed reaction he felt when they touched. It eased the lust-engorged monster raging within him.
    She lifted her hand, no doubt to touch him in return, but he stopped her with a look.
    “Take off your panties before I rip them off. Leave the bra and shoes on.”
    As her trembling hands moved to do his bidding, her eyes darted to his crotch and back to his face, her hunger stark and raw. He smiled and shook his head, denying her what she most craved. With the back of his hand, he caressed the exposed dark curls between her legs. She jerked and tried to move closer. He removed his hand and levered himself up against the pillows.
    “Enzo,” she whispered in heated desire.
    He heard the pleading in her voice and steeled himself against it. Tonight they would do things his way.
    He held out a hand to her. “Climb up on the bed, one foot on either side of me. Careful with those heels,” he joked, casting her a taut smile. “I don't want a punctured lung to put a dampener on things.”
    After a moment’s hesitation, she put her hand in his and climbed onto the bed. He held onto her, helping her maintain her balance until she was steady. He released her and she braced both hands on the wall behind the bed.
    From this position, the sight above him made his heart slam so hard inside his chest, he seriously feared for his health. But it wasn't enough. He wanted more.
    “Good, now, come closer.”
    She moved up a step.
    “Closer.”
    “Enzo,” her voice was now a confused protest.
    “Do it.”
    She moved until her feet were planted on either side of his shoulders. He looked up. And groaned. Nestled between her perfect legs, he spied the twin lips of her labia, moist and ready for him. Further up, past the dark curls, the soft curve of her stomach gave way to a flat midriff, above which surged the perfect globes of her lace-cupped breasts.
    But something was missing. Something…
    “Release your hair,” he grated and gave in to the urge to touch, to run his hands from her ankles to her calves. Her warm, silky smooth skin felt like velvet. He couldn't stop himself from caressing for a few more seconds, while he watched her posed above him.
    Glorious. She was just...glorious.
    She closed her eyes briefly, her breath choppy. Then she reached behind her head and pulled out the clip. The chocolate river spilled around her bent head, framing her face and teasing her shoulders and breasts. Perfect.
    “Now, here’s what I want you to do,” he rasped. “Slowly sink down and give me a taste of that sweet, juicy cunt.”
     
    Lexi moaned again, certain any second now she’d lose her mind. Her whole body trembled and her heart was racing so fast, it could’ve won the London Marathon a dozen times already.
    Looking down into Enzo’s smoky green eyes, she tried to read the expression in them. Fierce desire, relentless hunger...and simmering anger. But that was nothing new. He hated himself and her for the power of their attraction as much as she hated herself for the very same reason.
    But something had changed tonight. Where they’d shared equal power in what happened in this bedroom every Friday night, tonight he seemed to be calling all the shots.
    And she was letting him.
    Why?
    Had the events of the day sapped what little willpower she had left? Or had she been waiting all along for a moment like this, to relinquish the power to him? Her thoughts fled when he reached higher and trailed both hands up the inside of her thighs.
    “I’m ready and waiting, baby, come to me,” he urged in his husky, dark voice.
    Another tremor went through her. Anticipation of what would happen once she bent her knees the way he wished almost