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I swallow the desire to sit him down and talk about this, choosing to take advantage of this instead. After all, I’ve been wanting him for a long time, and I won’t be the one to turn him down now when he’s offering.

“Come here,” I say, crooking a finger in his direction. He grins, tossing his phone on the chair as he moves toward me. His movements are predatory, his eyes focused on me and a devilish smirk on his face as he closes the gap between us.

He picks me up and smacks my ass, eliciting a surprised gasp from my lips. He rubs the stinging skin and gently lowers me on the bed. His eyes follow a trail from my lips down to my legs and he smiles. His hands follow the trail as my eyes closed, biting my lips as I memorize the feel of his touch and anticipate it where I want it the most.

He turns my head to him, and my eyes open to see him staring down at me, his expression dominating. “Now when you moan my name it’ll be because I made you, and it’ll be for my ears.”

A moan escapes my lips and he kisses me. His lips mold against mine in a punishing crush. He pulls me upright until I’m fully in a sitting position and drags me to the edge of the bed.

“Enzo,” I moan as he slowly lowers himself, his eyes remaining locked on mine, keeping me bound and unable to look away.

My chest heaves, my lips parting as a breath escapes. “Enzo,” I moan once again, my moan ending in a scream as his lips find my engorged clit, sucking it in his warm mouth. My eyes close and I move backward but his hand stops me.

“No, sit. Keep your eyes on me.” His words hold strength, and I’m unable to disobey. I nod, remaining seated, my hands propping me up behind me as my eyes, now slits, remain fixed on him.

“I want to hear your moans,” he groans against my clit, sending torrents of pleasure shooting through me.

“Enzo, fuck,” I let out a strangled moan, biting painfully on my bottom lip.

My legs jerk, closing around his head as my core tightens. I cry out loudly when his tongue doesn’t let up, slurping my juices as they stream out of me. My body goes lax and my legs part releasing him. He looks up at me, pleased, and stands up. His gaze holds mine as he slowly unbuttons his shirt, my eyes stuck on his perfect physique. He runs a hand down his chest to his belt, teasing me; his eyes darken when I groan, biting my lip.

His pants fall down his legs, his briefs following. He moves like with a mission toward me, climbing atop me, following as I lower myself onto the bed.

“See how hard you make me.” His voice is raspy, his eyes desperate with need. He takes my hand in his and lowers it to his hardened cock.

I gasp as he wraps my fingers around his hot flesh, my mouth watering as I imagine it prodding at my entrance.

He groans when I stroke it, running my soft palm up and down the length and teasing the sensitive head. “I need to be inside you.”

I release him and position myself in front of him, offering myself up to him. Enzo lines himself up against my entrance and pushes in. I groan as I part to accept him in me, pulsing. He presses a kiss to my side as he pulls out, groaning. He pushes back in slowly, deeper.

“Faster,” I say, my hands tensing around him, my legs tightening around his waist. He pulls out and slams right back into me, sending pleasure waves through me. I bite down on his shoulder as he rams in me, balls deep, over and over. Tension builds in my core and I tighten around him causing him to groan.

“Fuck. I miss being inside you,” he confesses, his head on my shoulder.

He pulls out one last time and slams back into me, sending me over the edge as his movement slows and he groans. Warmth spills in me and he relaxes in my arms breathing heavily.

10

Enzo

The water cascades down my back, rinsing off the soap suds as I stand in the shower, my thoughts focused on Kelly. It’s been two months since we started dating and so far, the two months have been blissful.

I grin as I think of the last time I was in the shower with her. She’d been so very responsive with the way she clutched my cock, her cheeks creating an imprint on the glass door. The memory of her down on her knees, taking my cock in her mouth, is almost too much to bear. I chuckle as I look down at my rapidly hardening cock. I grab it in my hand, tightening my palm around it to mimic the warmth of her pussy before I let go.

Although I’m tempted, the only place I want to seek my pleasure is in her warmth and not the palm of my hands. After the first two weeks of sticking myself in her every moment, Kelly had adamantly refused to go on a date with me, wanting to make time for her other lovers.

Her words irked me a little, but I agreed, surprising her. While I want a full monopoly on her time, I also need to give her time to go back to other men and realize she no longer wants anything to do with them; instead, she would want to be with me only.

I had successfully ensured to won at everything the others were good at, save for things I couldn’t change. I grinned as I shut off the shower. Any day now, she would realize how lackluster those men are in comparison and come running back to me with open arms.

The first time we’d had sex after we had dated, I’d beaten myself up over it. I’d created a plan to make her want me so desperately until she thought of no one else. We should’ve had sex after a month as opposed to the two weeks it took.

A lot of things came together to make it happen. I had my car keys on me while I carried the painting up the stairs; and when they’d fallen out of my pocket, she’d bent to pick it up. so I knew it was with her.

I call her up immediately when I get downstairs and pat myself for my keys only to come up empty. I call her and frown when the call goes straight to voicemail. Instead of leaving a message, I call her up again, going straight to voicemail once again.

My mind goes wild in a panic. I’d noticed a guy dressed in all black and a face cap exiting the building, noting how strange his style was; however, it hadn’t been a point of concern until I had heard from Kelly.

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