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“More,” I beg, pulling away from him. “I want more.”
Shutting the water off, I slip away from his touch and watch his face form into confusion.
“Make me forget,” I say quietly as I slip from the shower and step over to the sink. Placing my hands on the countertop, I lean over it and look into the huge mirror in front of me.
Enzo steps behind me. In the mirror’s reflection, I catch the excitement gleaming in his eyes.
“I’ll take you, I’ll own you. I’ll make you whole again, piccolo…” His voice is losing its gentleness, and I want it. I want him to be rough with me. I want the hate and madness between the two of us to sweep away everything else. I want to feel anger in every caress, kiss, and bite. Sliding in behind me, he centers himself at my entrance.
“You better hold on, baby.” It’s the only warning he gives before he pushes into me with sheer force. My nipples scrape across the countertop with every push into my body, and my eyes lock with his in the mirror as my teeth bite my lip to stifle my moans.
“Come on, now,” he murmurs against my skin before his tongue glides against my back. With his grip on my hips harder than ever, he pumps inside of me without mercy. So hard that I’m on the verge of pain.
“Fuck, your cunt is so tight. I’ve been thinking about fucking you every night, jerking off to the thought of your pussy wrapped around my cock. To the image of my dick ramming into your tight asshole.”
His dirty words push me over the edge, and my first orgasm in a month washes over me like a rain shower over a desert after a drought. I feel like I’m coming apart, his thrusts splitting me in two. Endless pleasure takes over my body, wrecking me like a storm, leaving me behind in pure chaos.
“Ahhhh….” I mewl over and over again. My nails scratching over the countertop, and my thighs banging against the cabinet beneath.
“That’s what I wanted to hear,” he growls between clenched teeth as a muscle in his jaw thrums to life. I know he was holding back, and I hate it. I want him to let loose. All of him. I want him to hurt me. I don’t want anything but pure animalistic sex between us.
“Fuck me, Enzo. Fuck me like you mean it. Fuck me like you hate me.” Raising his eyebrow at me, a smile twitches on his lips. My blood sings, excitement building to new heights.
Next thing I know, he’s flipping me around and sitting me on the countertop. In one swift move, he is back inside of me, impaling me on his dick.
“Take it. All of it. Own me,” he whispers as his cockhead pushes against my back wall. My muscles clamp around him, and my body tingles with pulses of pleasure. My eyes drift closed, the darkness only intensifying the feeling.
“Open your eyes,” he growls, wrapping his hand around my throat to force my face upward.
Hesitantly, I open them just to watch his beautiful body on the verge of its own pleasure. His muscles are taut, and the dips and valleys of his stomach clench together as he shoves into me once more.
A hiss escapes his lips as he grabs me hard, his seed filling me. His face contorts with pleasure, and his fingers dig into my skin with bruising force, like he is holding on for dear life, afraid I’ll slip away.
He stills deep inside of me, and I can feel his cock pulsing, unloading his cum. Warmth fills me before his iron grip loosens. He pulls out of me slowly, but I still wince. My insides are a mushy mess, as is my heart and mind.
As soon as the endorphins leave my brain, and I come down from the post-orgasmic bliss, dread finds me once more. Worse than that, I feel guilty, used, and like a traitor. Yes, I achieved my goal. Sex made me forget all the pain momentarily, gave me a few minutes of peace. But at what cost?
I betrayed my dead father. Slept with the enemy. I’m ashamed of myself, utterly ashamed.
Shoving against his chest, I push him away without looking at his face. I grab a towel and cover myself with it, suddenly feeling more vulnerable than ever.
“I can’t make you forget, but I can make you remember why you’re alive. I can make you heal. I can bring you to the crossroads, Amara, but you have to be the one to walk across.”
Shaking my head, I ignore what he is saying. I just need to get away from him right now.
“Run all you want, piccolo. Run wherever your little legs can carry you, but realize I will always come for you. I will always find you, and I will always claim you as mine.”
