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My heart rate accelerates, and heat rises in my chest as my pussy throbs for him.
He starts to unbutton his shirt, his tie hanging loose around his neck. I watch him in silent appreciation. Every move he makes sends another pulse between legs.
“We didn’t do this last time,” he says gruffly.
“Do what?”
“If it gets too much, you’ll tell me. Red. Yellow. Green.”
Holy shit.
“Okay.”
His hands go to his belt buckle as he says, “Drop to your knees.”
I swallow hard, my eyes never leaving his as I do as he says.
“Pull your dress open. I want to see you.”
I pull the strings of my laced-up dress to loosen them, and then rip the whole thing down.
“No bra?” he tuts.
I shake my head.
“Feel yourself,” he says.
I question him with my eyes.
“Touch yourself. I want to see how wet you are already.” His voice is so deep, so commanding, so unlike the Enzo I know in real life. And it’s such a fucking turn on.
I reach down and pull my dress up, sliding my hand into the front of my panties as I swipe my fingers through my folds. I’m so slick with arousal that I feel the heat rising in my cheeks. When I show him, he groans, moves toward me, and bends down on his haunches. He takes my hand by the wrist and sucks my two fingers into his mouth.
I’ve never seen anything so erotic in all my life.
A soft gasp leaves my throat as his hazel eyes burn into me. As his tongue licks my fingers. I try to remember how to breathe.
“Sweet little pussy you have there,belladonna.” He kisses me softly, and when I try to deepen the kiss, he pulls back, then stands again.
He unbuttons his pants, drops his zip, and shoves them down to his knees, his cock springing free as he grasps it and starts to sheath himself. I kneel there, watching him, needing friction like I’ve never needed it before.
“Oh God, Enzo,” I cry.
He smirks. “Suck it, take all of it.”
I move closer as he lets go, and I take over, grasping his cock at the base as I begin to lick his tip. His dick is fucking beautiful, just like the rest of him.
Large. Thick. And so very hard.
When I look up at him, he reaches around and grasps the back of my head with one hand.
“Fuck,” he mutters when I take more of him in my mouth, sucking harder, hollowing my cheeks. Wet arousal floods my panties, and I could climax just from doing this, seeing what this does to him and how I make him feel. It makes me feel powerful.
Like I have some control, even if he is telling me what to do. I still feel like I’m valued.
“You look so fucking good with my cock in your mouth,” he groans as he begins to move his hips.
I encourage him, sucking harder, grasping him, laving my tongue over his slit as I take all of him to the base.
