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He nips my thumb. “I’m not sure I like being called cute.”
“You are very cute.”
He runs his hand up the column of my spine until he reaches my hair, threading his fingers through and pulling me down so I’m flush against his body and his lips graze mine.
When he kisses me I feel it in my chest like someone has wrapped a fist around my heart and squeezed. Not tight enough to hurt but just enough that you know it could hurt. If something were to go wrong, it would be excruciating.
I’ve never been one to shy away from getting hurt. I’ve always worn my heart on my sleeve. I'm a sucker for love. Not that I’ve ever felt anything like this. I’ve never looked at someone the way I look at Enzo. I’ve never had that connection when you look into each other’s eyes and you feel seen. Not just physically seen. Seen like he sees all of you. Your faults, your fears, your innermost thoughts and feelings. He sees everything.
He pulls back resting his head on the pillow and runs a knuckle over my cheek. “I want you to come to Luca's fight with me next week.”
“An excuse to dress up? I'm there.” He smiles, his knuckle running down my bare arm. “What does this one say?” He asks as he traces the outline of the quote I have in Polish on the inside of my forearm.
“Not all those who wander are lost.” He presses a kiss to it. “It's from Lord of the Rings.” I clarify. His chest starts to shake as he laughs, falling back against the pillows. I sit up and narrow my eyes at him. “What's funny?”
He’s actually crying with laughter now. “I just think if I told myself a couple months ago that my girlfriend would be into comics and Lord of the Rings, he’d tell me to fuck off.”
My eyebrows shoot up. He realises what he's just said and stops laughing.
“Girlfriend?” I ask. Big smile on my face, planting my arms on either side of his head.
He sniffs, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “What else am I meant to call you?”
He runs his hands up my back and I nip his ear. “Your British pet?”
He lets out a laugh. “Nah. Girlfriend is good.” My heart swims.
I laugh at myself because how fucking childish is this? “You’re on your way to breakfast in bed.”
He stretches his arms out over his head, the muscles in his chest flexing as he does. “Baby, breakfast sounds amazing.” Normally I hate pet names outside of the bedroom, they make me cringe. But I like how it sounds from his mouth.
His phone rings and we both stare at it, there's a few beats where I wait for him to answer and then tell me that he has to leave like he always does. Instead, he picks it up and silences it.
“Don’t you have stuff to do?” I try to hide the hopeful excitement in my tone but it bleeds through.
“Yeah, but Luca can handle it. I’m spending the day with you.”
My chest squeezes and I grin. “And what are we doing today?”
He pulls me down and rolls on top of me, his arms supporting his weight on either side of my head. “First, I’m going to fuck you until you can’t remember your name.” He exhales a breath against the shell of my ear and I bite my lip, running my hands over his hard chest. “Then, after I'm satisfied. I’ll teach you how to use a gun.” He bites down on my pulse point then presses a hot open-mouthed kiss to the painful part. One of his hands traces over my body stopping at the soft skin at my thighs.
“So confident in your skills of making me forget my name,” I say just as the pad of his index finger runs up my centre circling my clit just once before plunging inside me. My grip on his shoulders tightens and I gasp.
“What were you saying, Vita Mia?” I have no idea what that means but there's something incredibly sexy when he says anything in Italian. He could be reading me a bus schedule and I’d probably ask to suck his dick. “I didn't quite hear you?” He continues smugly. I open my mouth to retort but he adds another finger and pumps deeply, curving his fingers to reach that spot that makes me lose the ability to function normally. A moan slips out instead of a sarcastic comment.
His eyes darken and he pulls his fingers out. I make a noise of protest but he stops me when he brings his fingers up to my mouth. “Open.” I slowly open my lips and he slides his fingers inside watching the movement with hungry eyes. I suck them into my mouth, tasting myself. I make sure to graze them with my teeth as he pulls them out, his eyes flash. I'll never understand why that is so hot.
He sits back pulling the covers away so he can look at me. I’m completely naked, bared wholly to him yet I don't feel self-conscious. The one thing I've never felt self-conscious about is my body, my personality? Different story. “Look how wet you are for me, Casimira.”
I groan. When he fucks his voice turns rougher and it sends me crazy. He rubs his thumb over my clit whilst his other hand teases my entrance. My head falls back and my hands clutch at the sheets. He coaxes the orgasm until I'm just at the precipice, then pulls the pressure away from my clit. I'm panting and breathless as I frown at him. A smile tugs at his lips. “Patience.” I almost growl at him but stop when he lowers his head sucking my pussy lip into his mouth. Moans mixed with noises of frustration come from my throat. “Enzo, please.”
He looks up at me through dark eyes, holding eye contact as he trails his tongue up my centre and over the bundle of nerves that are screaming at me for release. “Please what? Use your words.” He murmurs against my hot flesh.
I moan as he again pulls away from where I need him the most right now. “Please, I need to come.”
His eyes lock onto mine and they go dark. “Casimira, I would conquer countries for you if you used that tone.”
“No countries, just me.” I pant. He nods approvingly and sucks my clit into his mouth at the same time he pushes two fingers into me. My back arches off the bed. I try to keep quiet but I don't. A pleasure-filled cry comes from my mouth. The ecstasy explodes from my core and spreads out as it keeps radiating in waves. It's ten times more intense after he kept me on the edge for so long. I'm panting like I've run a marathon and I've not done a single thing.
