Page 27 of The Enforcer

He had this urge to break down, not just over her pain, but over his too. Everything that happened in Miami came back and hit him in the heart. Instead he kissed Brianna’s neck, softer, more reverently, looking for atonement for his sins, because the church hadn’t helped.

So he worshipped at his real altar.

His only true altar.

And thank God Brianna let him, because he had never needed her more than he did right then. Having her in his arms again was a fucking miracle. It almost gave him a reason to hope that maybe he hadn’t been abandoned after all.

That somehow, somewhere, there was someone above still on his side.

He sucked on her tits again, loving the way Brianna completely surrendered to it. Knees bent, thighs wide on the bed, leaving her open to his indulgence. She threaded her fingers in his hair as she arched under him, wild and untamed like they had both been at eighteen, because this high wasn’t something that could be powdered and sold.

Now he appreciated her in a way he hadn’t when he was younger, and he hadalwaysappreciated being able to touch her. His cock was already hard and aching again as he ran his fingers over her smooth pussy and watched the way she responded to him.

Most dancers waxed, Brianna included.

She’d done it since she was a teenager. Everything about her was so smooth and gorgeous. She wasn’t one of those women who spent their lives trying to be beautiful. She’d never been particularly vain, but what she did in life showed, and her toned body had always been his ideal.

Though he’d loved her for so long, he suspected for years that it was ideal because it was Brianna and not the other way around.

Tino liked Brianna’s shape because it was hers.

High, firm tits, cut arms, and a smooth, muscular stomach. Feminine. Powerful. Strong. Tall, with those legs that seemed to go on for miles. He ran a hand down one thigh. Then he raised his gaze to meet Brianna’s as he lifted her leg and draped it over his shoulder. She used her hold on his hair to pull him forward in response, digging her heel into the center of his back as she offered herself to him.

He groaned before he tasted her. Rubbing his thumb over her was enough to turn him on, feeling her wet and swollen from fucking him in the shower, and knowing she was indulging him made him rock hard.

This wasn’t just eating pussy.

This was worshipping pussy.

Unabashedly.

Licking the seam of it, tasting her, teasing her, before sucking on her clit and making her jerk under him.

Then he was running his tongue over her, wanting her to climax, pushing his fingers in until she was full and thrusting her hips against his hand. Making her come once.

Twice.

Three times, her fingers tight in his hair, her legs quivering.

Four times until she was sweaty and breathless, no longer quiet because after coming the first few times, she was sensitive, but she still let him, like she had when they were younger.

Just their secret.

No one needed to know, and with her it was okay.

The two of them could be as kinky as they wanted; they could stay naked and fuck until they were both sore and tired.

Brianna’s pale skin was flushed. Her hand fell out of his hair. She was biting her lip and alternating between jerking away from the feel of his tongue against her and pushing her hips closer.

“I can’t,” she panted before she bit her lip again, and her head lolled to the side.

She fisted the sheets when he arched two fingers up, rubbing against the soft spot inside her, making her moan almost against her will, as if this was a strange form of torture. If this had been another man doing it, maybe it would be, but this was Tino forcing her to come until her strong body was weak from the pleasure. He loved her unconditionally, and she obviously knew it.

“Oh God, one more. Just one more.” Then she clenched around his fingers, fighting for another orgasm, only because she knew he needed to hear it. “I can’t.”

But somehow she did a few minutes later, bowing under him and crying out, as if the ecstasy was coming from somewhere deeper than before. Her thighs shook, and her clit pulsed against his tongue before she fell totally weak beneath him.

Eyes closed.