CHAPTER 48
Blood splatters up the wall. “The fuck?”
“Rossi Enterprises.” She tucks her gun away, “It’s yours. Completely.”
“The hell are you talking about, woman?”
“I’ve signed it over to you in its entirety, Knox. It’s no longer under the De Luca name or Rossi’s, well, as soon as I hand these to the lawyer.” She plucks up the signed paper and slips it back into the envelope, laying it back down on the corner of the desk.
“Why?”
“So you can do whatever you want to it. All the money is yours, the company and the warehouses and the factories. Destroy it. Use it. You can dowhatever you want.”
“Elena,” I sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose.
“I told you I would make it right, this is how.”
“I didn’t want the fucking company.”
“Then get rid of it. Give it back. I don’t care what you do.” She steps closer, circling her arms around my neck before she presses onto her toes and kisses me. “But you now have enough money to bring your ranch back and some.”
I fall into the kiss, ignoring the cooling dead body slumped in the office chair. It would be too easy to get carried away with her, especially when she slides her tongue between my lips, but it’s her who breaks away first, smearing her thumb over my lips to remove the red stain she left behind with her lipstick. “I need to call cleanup. The building should be empty by now.”
“You sent them all away?” I watch her move around the office, tapping on her phone. She dressed casually today, in a pair of oversized jeans and a tight cami that molds to the shape of her.
“Mm,” She nods, seeming not to notice the way I’m devouring her.
“We’re alone?”
“Well, apart from the guys,” She looks up from the screen, “Why?”
I cross the room and stop in front of her, my hands balled into fists to stop myself from haulingher to me. “How’s the pain?”
Her eyes heat, “Fine.”
Cupping her face, I bend to meet her lips again and begin to walk backwards, until I feel the edge of the couch on the backs of my legs and then I sit, breaking away from her lips. She attempts to follow, but I grasp her hips.
“If it’s too much, you tell me to stop,” I rasp, “But right now, Hellion, I fucking need you.”
A flush creeps over her skin, “Okay.”
I work the button of her jeans and tug them down her legs, my hand pausing at the C-shaped scar on her thigh. The legs of her pants are wide enough to go over the boots and for a minute, I take in the sight of her, in just that cami and those lacy panties that drive me wild, her long toned legs in those small, heeled boots.
A goddamn dream. Her raven hair tumbles down her back, a blush on her cheeks, with stormy eyes to rival a hurricane.
Leaning forward, I swipe a finger over the center of her above the lace, and her body trembles, a sigh leaving her parted lips.
“You make me fucking crazy,” I growl as I lean forward, pressing my lips to the material, right above her clit and that piercing. “You know that?”
“Yes,” She breathes.
Hooking my fingers into the side of her panties,I finally lay my lips to her hot pussy, the taste of her like ecstasy but those moans? That whimper? Fuck, it’s the only sound I want to hear.
“Put your foot next to me,” I pat the couch, “Open yourself up for me, darlin’.”
Her eyes flare, and with one hand on my shoulder to keep her balance, she lifts her leg and settles it on the cushion, exposing herself, and I amfucking starved.
Keeping her panties hooked to the side, I tease a finger at her entrance and flick the tip of my tongue against her clit. Her hips roll into my mouth, and a long moan slips out of her, so I give her the whole flat edge of my tongue, letting her take as I slide that finger deeper into her. A hand threads into my hair, holding my face to her as she rides it, taking herself to the peak.
