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“Two pitchers of beer,” Lilith yelled over the music, then looked at Enzo.“And a bottle of vodka,” he shouted.So it was going to be like that.***Enzo awoke with a dry mouth and a shitty headache that reminded him of his younger years. He hadn’t had a night like that for a long time. Nowadays, he had a better handle on his limits — and a surer understanding of what he could and couldn’t do.Lilith Rumero was robbing him of his sense of moderation.After a hearty breakfast with just the right amount of grease from his sympathetic chef — and perhaps two too many espressos — Enzo felt marginally better. The edge of his hangover wasn’t nearly as sharp by the time he arrived at the office, and he already knew exactly what was going to get him all the way back to normal.His cure walked through the door fifteen minutes early, and nearly recoiled from the grin he gave her.“What’s wrong?” Lilith demanded. “Why are you looking at me like that?”“Because I haven’t forgotten the promise I m
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Right on the edge, she warbled a warning. “I’m going to come, Enzo"“No.” he backed away, smiling and licking her wetness from his lips. “You’re not. You’re going to come on my cock or not at all.”Enzo flipped her over and bent her across the surface of his desk, pens and papers scattering to the floor. The computer rocked back and forth, unsteady, as he nudged her legs apart, grinding his erection into her hip. Lilith panted, a high whine in the back of her throat, and he grinned. She wanted this just as badly as he did.“Talk to me,” he growled at her. “Tell me what’s going to happen.”“I’m going to come,” she said.“On what?”“You. Your cock.”He groaned at her filthy fucking mouth before reaching into his desk drawer for a condom. Nothing. What the fuck was this? Enzo scowled as he rifled through the items in there, but still came up short. “Goddammit,” he muttered.“What?”“No condoms.”I’m on birth control,” she said.He hesitated. “We’re just going to have to wait for anothe
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Oh, hell, no. “Enzo, I didn’t ask for any of that. You gave it to me. And even when I told you it was too much, that I didn’t want it, you insisted on continuing to give me things. That’s on you.”“So you want me to take it all back.”“Are we really doing this?” Lilith asked, feeling sick to the stomach and more emotional than she should have. “I’ve always been afraid that you gave me all these things just so you could dangle them over my head and make me do whatever you want. You want to kick Lora and me out of the place you gave us to live? Fine. Screw you.”She was weeping before she even knew what was happening, and suddenly Enzo's arms were around her."Enough of this,” he said, his voice awkward and rough. “Zolotse? What is going on?”“Don’t call me that,” she said, trying unsuccessfully to get out of the hug. “You don’t care about me unless we’re having sex.” The thought made her cry harder, and enzo tightened his hold on her.“That’s not true, Lilith. What has come over you?”
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“I guess so.” Lilith still didn’t know what had come over her, Sure, she had always felt insecure about all the things enzo was doing for her outside of the internship, but that wasn’t something she would cry about. Lately, She just hadn’t felt like herself.“If you promise me you won’t cry anymore, I promise you I won’t give you any more shit about your Thanksgiving break.”“You mean I can have the week off?” When he nodded, Lilith threw her arms around him. “Thank you. It would’ve broken my dad’s heart if I couldn’t make it. Thanksgiving has always been our little tradition.”Enzo's mouth twisted, but he didn’t insult her. “It’s nice to have family. And traditions.”“Things you can always count on,” she agreed.“Let me dispel some things that you said earlier.” Enzo gave her hair one last stroke before scooting back from her on the couch and leveling a look at her. “We’ve already been over the dresses. They’re custom made, and they can’t be returned. They’re yours.”“Enzo, I know. I
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Lilith knew that Enzo had a bigger estate outside the city thanks to a couple of magazine articles that had mentioned it, but the setting of tonight’s dinner was apparently his downtown penthouse. Top floor of one of the most luxurious residential high rises in San Francisco, and full of bells and whistles. The doorman escorted her to the elevator, and there was another attendant who turned a key to take her all the way up.Enzo was there to meet her when the doors rolled open, giving her that small, slightly crooked smile that melted her insides instantly. “What do you think?” he asked, crossing the floor to kiss Lilith on each cheek before gently kissing her on the lips. “You look beautiful.”“This is my favorite dress so far,” she said, smiling and giving him a little twirl. “Definitely more to my tastes than the others. The necklace, though, we need to talk about.”“I thought I’d convinced you that I can spend my money on whatever I want to,” he said. “And this gift is subtle.”“L
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Every single dish looked good enough for a magazine spread, and Enzo and Lilith tucked in immediately.“Good to see you have an appetite,” he said, watching her gobble down what was on her plate so she could have more. “I noticed you haven’t been taking lunch.”“Well, invite your gourmet chef for an exhibition day in the cafeteria and maybe I’d be more enthusiastic,” Lilith joked. “Wait. Enzo. Don’t. The cafeteria food is great. Better than anything I’ve ever had.”“Still,” he mused, rubbing his chin. “Maybe I’ll make a note for more variety.”“It’s your cafeteria,” she said, half-sorry that she had even said anything. “But it’s already good.”“We could do a Thanksgiving meal there,” he said, brightening. “For everyone who isn’t defecting from the company for the week.”“I’m sure there are plenty of people who have scheduled their vacation for that week,”she assured him. “You probably just don’t know about it. What do you even do for Christmas?”“Travel, usually. To somewhere new.
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There was still an element of disbelief about all of this, a persistent insecurity that this was all somehow a mistake — or worse, a dream. But his fingers were real enough, tracing the velvety exterior of her most intimate part, parting those lips to drag their way through her wetness.This time was different from all the times before they had shared. This was softer, somehow. More eviscerating and vulnerable. Enzo took his time with her, testing and teasing, waiting for an excruciating length of time simply touching her before he started licking and nibbling and sucking on her pussy like she was one of those delectable desserts on the table.It was somehow even more delicious that Lilith was completely naked, spread out, moaning, fisting his dark hair, and Enzo still had on every frustrating scrap of expensive clothing. He could — and did — touch every inch of her, rubbing over her breasts and thumbing her nipples, trailing down her ribs in a way that was definitely not ticklish, a
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Enzo kicked at his pants before walking away from them, downing part of a glass of champagne that had been included with the table of desserts. He offered her a drink from his own glass, but she shook her head. Lilith felt drunk already, heady with lust and need. Even his legs were well muscled, the lines and planes evident with every minute movement he made.“Like what you see?” Enzo asked almost lazily, standing in front of her, utterly relaxed. If he had made her undress in front of him rather than ripping her clothes off like he usually did, Lilith didn’t think she would be able to be so calm and confident about it.But he was as cool as those icy blue eyes, almost luminous in the low light of the room.“Yes,” she said, reaching out to him. “Mine.”He blinked at that — it surprised her just as much as it had him — but he captured her hand and kissed the palm.“Is this what you want?” he asked, easing himself slowly down, covering his body with hers, “Is it everything you expecte
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“When my daughter told me of her internship at Volkov Telecom, she did not tell me it was directly under the company’s CEO,” her dad said tightly, barely touching the range of foods on his plate. He didn’t look up at Enzo, but Enzo smiled." I saw something special in her, and I wanted to take her under my wing,” Enzo said. “I’m surprised she didn’t tell you. Lilith, why didn’t you tell your father that?”Lilith plucked at her skirt, wishing that she had worn something a little lighter. She was feeling hot — She didn’t know if it was the bodies around the table, the lingering oven heat still emanating from the kitchen, or just the utter awkwardness of this situation.“We’re both pretty busy,” she said. “You know how busy I am, enzo.”“I keep her very busy,” he informed her dad. “But what do you do to stay busy, Aron?”“I have many things to occupy my time, Enzo” her father snarled.“That’s Mr. Casello, to you,” Enzo said mildly.Lilith pressed his leg under the table. “Please stop. Bo
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It wasn’t as good as the neighbor’s trash, but there was no way she would be able to slip away, especially now.When Lilith returned to the kitchen, her dad made me jump out of my skin. He was rocking back and forth on his heels, his hands jammed in his pockets, regarding the copious amount of wine that had materialized in the kitchen while he was outside.“Your strays here, Lilith?” he asked, eyeing her. “Can we get this over with?”“Oh, stop it,” Lilith said, brushing a few ashes off the front of his pullover. “You love Thanksgiving as much as I do. You can’t fool me.”“It’s hard not to like all this food,” my dad remarked. “It’s the inane socializing I dislike.”“Just think of it as the price of admission,” she reasoned. “Besides, you like talking to Lora.”They both entered the living room in a lull of conversation. At least, that’s what Lilith told herself when everyone looked up first at her, then at her dad. Lora looked worried, but she knew more than anyone else here. Alexei l
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As soon as She was sure she could hold it together, Lilith stepped around and looked up at him. He was wearing a simple but cozy sweater and a wash of jeans so dark and rich they could have rightly been mistaken for dress trousers. At least it wasn’t a suit and tie.“You look really nice,” she said, smiling up at him and pinching the inside of her wrist to keep from crying. “I’m really glad you’re here.”“Wait until you see what he’s brought for the feast,” Alexei declared, hauling in a case of wine.“I told you to have some restraint,” Lilith complained softly, frowning up at Enzo's mischievous eyes.“I could’ve done a lot more,” he reminded her, “Every party needs wine.”“I need wine,” Lora confirmed, making grabby hands at the case Alexei held. “Let’s go. Break it out. Let’s do this Thanksgiving the right way.”The turkey was perfectly cooked. It was time to let it rest — and to figure out what she was doing with the rest of her life. Or the rest of this evening, to start off with
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Lilith's heart hammered within her chest and she only dully registered the sound of her dad talking with Lora downstairs — not their words, just the rise and fall of their easy conversation. What was it like not to have anything to worry about? To tease and chat with someone like the world wasn’t about to end?Because her world was about to end. She was pregnant. She didn’t need another test to tell me what she already knew. The lateness of her period. The way she had been feeling and acting. She just didn’t understand what had happened. She was on birth control. Maxim had used protection.All she knew was that nobody could find this. That no one could ever know.Lilith wrapped the test and its box up in some toilet paper and stuffed it down the waistband of her skirt. She would use the first opportunity to go outside and drop it in the trash — no, the neighbor’s trash. That way, it couldn’t be traced back to this house. She would get through tonight. she had get through the internshi
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They didn’t keep in contact often. It just wasn’t the way their relationship worked, her and her dad. He thought small talk was boorish and preferred only speaking when there was something to be said. Lilith spent her life guessing at what those important things were — he was less excited about her internship with VI Tech and downright offended when she neglected to tell him about an award she had won on a paper she had written. As much of a puzzle as he was, she still appreciated him. When Lora had trouble understanding the dynamic between the father and daughter, lilith told her to think of her father as a mad scientist. The two of them were much closer after that.“So, which strays are you bringing home this year?” her dad asked, snipping the end off a cigar as he watched her sprinkle chopped pecans on the top of a sweet potato casserole she needed to get into the oven.“Just a few,” Lilith assured him.“Me, obviously,” Lora said, sidling into the kitchen with her arms full of pape
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To say that Lilith was apprehensive about having the casello's brothers at her father’s house for their annual Thanksgiving celebration would’ve been something of an understatement.She had been an absolute mess these past few weeks, barely paying attention at work while she alternated a wheel of worries in her thoughts — what to wear, what to cook, how to cope if things got awkward, and what her dad might say if and when the inevitable topic came up of why, exactly, she had invited Lorenzo Casello into their home.Her dad was somewhat rough around the edges, and didn’t like new people. He was happiest when he was alone, occupying his time with his hobbies and his cigars. There were some times when she felt like he preferred to keep her at an arm’s distance, but Lilith knew how hard it had been for him to raise her without her mother.Lilith didn’t blame him. It just made her excessively wary about who she brought home. Certainly never any boyfriends — particularly since there never
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“I didn’t mean to spend the night,” Lilith said, scooting away from him, they hadn’t so much as rolled over, and Enzo grunted as he worked some life back into his sleeping arm — the one that had cradled Lilith throughout the night.“I would have insisted,” he said, not sure of the truth of that statement even as it left his mouth. “There was no reason for you to return home after such a late night.”“There are plenty of reasons,” she said, her eyes wild as she clutched the sheet to her body. “First and foremost, that I need to shower and get ready and put some fresh clothes on for work today.”“Skip it.”She blinked at him, “Skip my internship at VI Tech? A company so important that workers don’t ever take off time to spend Thanksgiving with their families? Oh no, sir. This is a test. I will be there today at the office. Just maybe not exactly on time. And you’d better be there, too. We have like four meetings today.”Enzo smirked. “Well put. I always said that if you can’t get yourse
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“Like what we’re about to do,” he said, moving over her body again and covering it with his, Enzo felt an oddly protective twinge throughout his muscles, like he would do anything to keep the world from fucking with Lilith Rumero. He didn’t want to take the time to analyze it, so he kissed her as softly as he could. “Like this. Gently. Softly.”Lilith was shaking. She’d already come once, but Enzo was betting he could get her to scream all night long. “I didn’t think ‘gentle’ was in your repertoire.” she said."You’d be surprised by a lot of things you don’t know about me, Lilith” Enzo told her before kissing her again.This would be her first time. The one she’d tell her friends about — not the frantic fuck in the back of the car. This time, every cool breath he blew on a hot trail of skin Enzo had kissed and sucked. The hot, rich, heady scent of her pussy, dripping wet for him again. The tiny whimpers she probably didn’t even realize she was making, a sound for each part of her he
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Enzo kicked at his pants before walking away from them, downing part of a glass of champagne that had been included with the table of desserts. He offered her a drink from his own glass, but she shook her head. Lilith felt drunk already, heady with lust and need. Even his legs were well muscled, the lines and planes evident with every minute movement he made.“Like what you see?” Enzo asked almost lazily, standing in front of her, utterly relaxed. If he had made her undress in front of him rather than ripping her clothes off like he usually did, Lilith didn’t think she would be able to be so calm and confident about it.But he was as cool as those icy blue eyes, almost luminous in the low light of the room.“Yes,” she said, reaching out to him. “Mine.”He blinked at that — it surprised her just as much as it had him — but he captured her hand and kissed the palm.“Is this what you want?” he asked, easing himself slowly down, covering his body with hers, “Is it everything you expecte
