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Grabbing my hips, he thrusts up into me as my clit grazes his pubic bone. I start to come again, and I ride him with increased desperation, then suddenly he flips us back over and thrusts harder into me. I cry out and he grunts, riding out his release as he shouts my name so loud, I’m pretty sure they can hear him in Boston.
He stills and we both pant in rapid succession for a few moments until he flops down onto me, squashing me as I squeal.
He laughs as he rolls onto his side, bringing me with him. “Valentina,” he pants. “Your body… it does things to me, especially your sweet, little pussy.”
“I always knew you’d be good in the sack,” I pant back, running a hand through his hair.
“Since when?” He cocks a brow.
“Since I was a teenager and used to crush on you.”
He smiles, kissing me. “I need to clean you up.”
“No.” I go to stop him, but he shakes his head.
“I’ve got more planned for us,belladonna,” he says, kissing my nose. “That was just a warmup.”
“A warmup?” I screech. “How much do you think I can take?”
I hear him chuckle as he goes into the bathroom, his fine ass disappearing for a moment. When he returns, he’s holding a damp washcloth.
It’s like this man just dropped down from heaven.
“You’re so sweet,” I tell him as he reaches between my legs to wash me.
His eyes meet mine. “Not as sweet as your pussy.”
I sit up on my elbows when he’s done. He takes the washcloth away and returns a few moments later, his dick at half-mast as I take in his delectable body.
“Have you ever thought about becoming a model,” I blurt out.
He frowns as he lies back down. “No, Valentina, I have a reputation to uphold.”
He cups my face with one hand. “What we did…”
I put a finger to his lips. “Don’t say it.”
“Valentina.”
“Are you already regretting it?” I poke him in the chest.
He shakes his head. “Never.”
“Then what?”
“It’s going to be so hard to stop,” he says, his thumb caressing my cheek.
“We don't have to,” I whisper back.
He says nothing more, but pulls me to him, kissing the top of my head as he pulls the covers over us.
“One thing’s for sure,” he mumbles into my hair. “I’ll never be able to look at a pink dildo the same way again.”
I snuggle into his arms as I sigh contentedly. “Me either,” I admit sleepily. “Me either.”
* * *
I wake to Enzo under the covers, eating me out, and I wonder what the fuck I’ve been doing up until this point with other guys.
