Chapter 62: Chapter Sixty Two

*Enzo*

The past week was quiet and peaceful for us. We got the clear for Gabby’s concussion since she wasn’t showing any danger signs or symptoms since she’s been home. After the incident at the hospital died down we went back once to get her stitches removed. I made sure she had plenty of rest and ate her food. I wasn’t taking any chances with her health.

Of course she was grumpy through most of it. Especially since I wouldn’t allow any chances of intercourse or foreplay even though I was dying to be with her. That day in the bath she nearly tried to sit on me without making it seem like that’s what she was trying to do. Then in the shower as I washed her hair she kept pressing up against me, rubbing her ass cheeks all over my hard cock.

She knew I wanted her, knew that I was hanging on by a thread and she was testing me big time. But I kept my word that we weren’t going to do anything until I knew she was better. Much to her frustration. I was serious though. I was trying to be a gentlemen about it, but she was sure making it hard for me damn it.

After the doctor left the house, since we wanted her in town as little as possible, she has been awfully quiet. All throughout dinner she didn’t say a word. Just let the conversation flow while Ivy, who was still unfortunately here with us, took up most of the attention. The woman kept stealing glances at me and I was getting sick of it.

I already had to deal with one crazy psycho, I didn’t need to deal with another. I look to Dom to see if he noticed at all what she was doing but he just stared down into his food, a slight furrow to his brows. He wasn’t speaking much either. In fact, I noticed he has spoken hardly at all in the last couple of days.

I needed to have a private talk with him, to see what’s been on his mind lately.

“I’m going to turn in.” Gabby suddenly announces when she was able to get a chance to speak since Ivy wouldn’t shut up about one thing or another.

Everyone stops eating and looks over to her. I quirk an eyebrow when she stands and looks down at me. She gives me the tiniest of smiles. “I’m a little tired. Carry on without me.”

With that she takes her plate and heads to the kitchen, where I hear the clank of the dish being put in the sink as conversation starts up again, like it hadn’t been interrupted in the first place. As soon as Ivy ran out of things to talk about, that no one even cared to listen too, Sabrina took that chance to step in.

Everyone paid attention when she spoke and while she did I watch Gabby leave the kitchen, kiss Nonno on the head whispering her goodnights and walked out of the dining room. Not once did she look in my direction as she did all that making me frown.

Was she upset about something? Did I do something wrong again without knowing I did? I wanted to follow her and ask, but thought it was best to wait in case she was. To let her clam down a bit before I walked into a den of an angry she-wolf. But her demeanor didn’t seem like she was angry or upset.

Maybe she really was tired.

I wait another fifteen minutes before I decided to call it a night as well. No one seemed bothered when I get up to leave. I don’t even see if Ivy noticed because I didn’t care. I carefully walk up the stairs, trying not to make too much noise in case she was listening for me. I walk up to her door and lean my ear close to listen on what I could hear on the other side.

It was completely silent and looking at the bottom of the door the lights were out as well, telling me she was already in bed and possibly fast asleep. I didn’t want to disturb her if that was the case. So, walking away I head for the bathroom first, do my business and then head straight for my own room.

As soon as I walked in I come to an immediate stop. Heart pounding I stare at the vision before me. A vision that instantly gets my dick to harden, straining against my pants. Right there lying in my bed waiting for me was the woman of my dreams dressed in practically nothing.

The lights were off as dozens of lighted candles were lit and splayed out everywhere around the room, including the hearth, that my room held, was blazing and crackling on the other side. I slowly walk in and close the door, locking it. I couldn’t take my eyes off the beauty before me. She was lying on her side facing me, her hair was down in wavy curls and the thin nearly see through nightie she was wearing had her breasts nearly spilling out.

She gives me a slow smile, rubbing her hand across her bare thigh. I was getting really uncomfortable down there and I wanted nothing more than to strip my clothes and relieve myself from the pressure. But I couldn’t move as I watch her slowly reach her hand high on her thigh revealing the thin see through panties that left nothing to the imagination. I stare as she slips her fingers underneath the fabric teasing us both as she touched herself with no reservations of the audience she held.

“Mmmm” She moans closing her eyes making my breathing come in quick rasps.

“I see you’re having fun.” I whisper a bit huskily, taking a step closer to the bed.

Opening her eyes, she gives me a smile. “It would be a lot more fun if you joined me.”

I slowly start to take my clothes off not once taking my eyes from her gorgeous body. She rolls to her back, spreads her legs a little wider as she continues to rub her fingers over her clit, while her other hand slowly slides over the rest of her body. She closes her eyes, arches her back moaning in pleasure.

And fucking damn it was I holding on by a thread as I walk to the end of the bed, her body completely exposed to my gaze.

Discarding everything but my briefs, my dick straining hard against the fabric, I reach down and tenderly graze it on her soft and smooth thigh. Instant tingles and shivers shot through my arm to my chest at the touch of her. Her body immediately shakes from our contact telling me she felt the electricity as strongly as I did.

For days I’ve held back. For days I did my best to keep myself in check, so I didn’t hurt her. I wanted her more than I wanted my next breath and I never felt something as strong as I was feeling towards her in my life. I’ve slept with many women since I was sixteen, but not once I have ever experience this strong connection that I feel every time I touch her, look at her or even talk about her.

All I had to do was think of her and my heart instantly expands with such happiness that I’ve never felt before, and it scared me to death. This feeling did scare me but all in the best ways. I didn’t leave it too much hope that I would have ever found it. Looking at my parents relationship it was more of a convenience than love. Everyone I’ve come to know had one reason or another that was never actual love.

But with Gabby, a woman I had found adorable that quickly turned into something so much more, it was different on a whole another level. Her coming back into my life was not only unexpected, but a blessing in disguise. I didn’t think I would have ever found it and with her of all people. But I’m glad I did and that she was the one it had been.

I watch her slowly open her eyes, biting her lower lip and she arches her back again towards me as I lean over her on the bed. My hand reaches the pelvic joint of her thighs squeezing gently before moving upward on her smooth body. Goosebumps are left behind from my touch as my hand slides up her stomach to her ribcage just underneath her breast. Taking my thumb I gently graze the tip of her nipple, hardening it immediately.

Her breath catches as her breathing becomes heavier. Leaning down where our lips barely even touch I whisper in a deep husky voice,

“Tonight, I’m not going to hold back. By morning I’ll make sure you know who owns you.”

She slightly whimpers as she states right back, “Yes, Enzo. Own me.”

And fuck if I didn’t become feral after hearing that.