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Did I need the strength of the liquor to help with Torres? Yes.
Did I need the courage of the liquor to come in here? Yes.
But am I only here because of it? Hell. No.
“I know exactly what I’m doing, Wren.” I place one hand right beside her head to keep my balance as I drag my other hand down her side. She shivers against my touch, goosebumps rising in my wake.
“And what is that exactly?”
Her question makes me grin, the temptation in her tone making my dick scream for attention in my pants as I lean forward to whisper in her ear. “I’m taking exactly what I want.”
Without another word, I find her core with my exploring hand, and I almost bounce on the bed with raw excitement when her thighs spread for me.
Holy. Fuck.
She’s slick against my touch, her sensitive folds wet from her need as I find her clit with my thumb. Pressing against the magic button, I drag small circles over the eager nub as her hands lift to my arms, her fingers biting into my skin as she groans. I recall the feel of her when she was positioned between my brothers and I, yet she somehow feels even sweeter now.
I continue to tease her folds as she struggles to keep her eyes open. I want to see all of her, and I need it more than my next breath.
Sitting back on my knees, I continue to glide my fingers over her pussy as I use my other hand to remove the remainder of the towel that was hiding her from me. Her neck and chest are flushed, and she has a death grip on the sheets instead of my arms.
Slowly, I circle her entrance, teasing her, once, twice, before thrusting deep into her with two fingers, and she makes the most perfect ‘O’ with her mouth that I almost come on the spot.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,Bella,” I murmur, my voice huskier.
“Those are some sweet words, Enzo, but it’s your dick I need to feel euphoria,” she retorts, making a grin spread across my face.
Without a word, I slip my fingers from her and stand at the bottom of the bed. I don’t miss the way she moans and pouts at the loss of contact, but that only spurs me on.
Shaking my blazer off, I toss it blindly over my shoulder before undoing the remaining buttons on my shirt. Wren tracks my every move, watching as inch after inch of my muscled chest is revealed to her. As I drop the material to the floor, I can sense her gaze lingering on the scars at my abdomen, but that’s not a conversation for now, or ever to be exact, so I continue to distract her by unbuttoning my pants.
As I lower the zipper, I peer up through my lashes at her, only to find the vixen playing with her core as she watches me.
Fuck.
I should demand she stop, claim her pussy as mine, and only allow her pleasure at my touch. But she’s just too fucking delectable as she is. With her pupils blown, her damp hair fanned out around her on the pillow, and her skin heating from our activities, I’ve never been more intrigued to watch a woman pleasure herself than I am right now.
Kicking my pants off, I take my socks with them, but when I rise to my full height once more, slipping my hands under the waistband of my black designer boxers, Wren shuffles toward me and stops me.
“Let me.” Her words freeze me in place as she drags the material down my thighs, her gaze locked on my rock-hard cock as she licks her bottom lip.
She doesn’t move when my boxers gather at my feet, hypnotized by the slow pull I give my dick again and again. She inches closer, her breath running over the tip of my cock, and I have to squeeze myself tighter to stop the tingles racing up my spine.
Just as she begins to open her mouth, I bring my free hand to her chin, stopping her in place as I shake my head. “I want to lose all of my problems in you, Wren, and that’s not going to happen if your mouth touches me right now,” I admit, watching as her teeth sink into her bottom lip.
She doesn’t utter a single word as she leans back, dropping down onto the bed as she spreads her legs wide, perched on her elbows, and looks up at me. “Then do it.”
I climb onto the bed with her, and the moment I’m close enough, she wraps her thighs around my waist as I hover over her. She takes her sweet-ass time to lie back on the bed, my lips a breath away from hers as she continues to intoxicate me with her delectable scent.
Seconds merge into one another as she tilts her head and pinches her lips. “Don’t make me say it again, Enzo.”
Fuck.
I have no more restraint, not an ounce, and in the next moment, my cock is plunging deep into her core. My head hangs forward, my cock pulsing inside of her as I feel the telltale signs of her fingernails biting into my skin again as her moans of pleasure ring in my ears.
My body feels like it’s on fire from head to toe, ecstasy vibrating through me as Wren gasps, only this time, it makes me pause and look up at her.
Her eyes are wide and mouth agape with pleasure as realization washes over me. “Oh my god, there’s no condom. There’s no condom.” My brain spaces out as I process what the fuck is happening right now, but it’s far harder than I care to admit when I’m absorbed in her entirely.
