Page 52 of Passport to Him


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His fingers grazed across the lace of my wine-colored panties. He gently massaged the middle of the fabric at my center when he realized the wet spot.

“You’re so wet,” he says.

His teasing game was on point as he ran his tongue down my thigh, carefully avoiding my waiting lips.

“I’m going to come if you keep doing that,” I moan.

“Then come on my face, princessa.”

He tongues and sucks on my clit with a veracity I have never felt before. I gasped at the pleasure he brought me with one lick of his tongue. His tongue made pointed circles around my clit.

“Stop teasing me. I want you inside of me,” I said.

“Once I am inside of you, you won’t be able to have anyone else,” he growls.

“Enzo,” I say, a resounding sigh escaping from my lips.

As I look behind me, I notice him grabbing his cock in his large hands as a trail of spit lands on the tip. I look back in front of me waiting for him to thrust in me. He positioned at my entrance as he teased the opening, gently pressing with the tip. The cold silver of his rings touching my skin making me jump. His large hands groped my naked breasts. He tries to tease me again by only inserting the tip into me again, but the need for him is too strong. I buck against him, forcing him deep inside of me. Foreplay was not needed here.

I didn’t need it. I wanted it. Consequences, I will deal with later.

He withdrew and teased my entrance again.

“Please, please, I need it,” I beg.

“Amelia,” he warns.

“Enzo, now,” I plead.

I shuddered and held my breath, patiently waiting for more. He lost all control and pushed inside quickly. His onslaught of thrusts inside of me was hard, but not hard enough for it to be painful. His rings dig into my skin as his grasp on my hips is so tight, he will probably leave bruises. My breasts bouncing back with each move. He didn’t fuck me slow. He didn’t fuck me tenderly. He fucked me hard, but carefully. He kept driving inside as waves of intense, almost painful waves of pleasure moved within me. His motions became quicker as he began to feel himself losing control. We both moaned in tandem. Both wanting this to last all night. Both moments from exploding in unbridled passion.

“How close are you?” he asks with a deep growl from inside his throat.

“Come for me, come for me,” I scream.

That is all it took to bring Lorenzo over the edge. A powerful orgasm takes over me as my walls clench around him as I lose control. Contractions of breathless pleasure rack my body as I flood around him. With a few feverish thrusts inside of me, he pulled out and aimed towards the middle of my back. My skin suddenly became warm as his cock pulsed as his warm liquid covered me.

“I think you’re trying to kill me,” his breath ragged and shallow.

“I think you are,” I whisper.

The sex amazing.

The foreplay out of this world.

The attraction unpalpable.

The complications abundant.

The feelings growing.

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