“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

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?”

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

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

“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