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“Enzo, I didn’t want to sleep with him.”
“I know.”
“Every time he ends up in my bed. I feel dirty and used. I feel like he’s stealing little pieces of me, but last night? Last night it was a little better because I had you there with me.” He took out his phone and pushed some buttons. “What are you doing.”
“I’m texting my cousin Cristiano to get your husband shitfaced and keep Katja busy, so I can keep you here for a few more minutes. I’m gonna make it better, baby doll. I’m going to make you feel clean again, and beautiful, and sexy. Every place he touched I will kiss.”
“Please.” I sobbed and started kissing his neck. “Please do.”
Again, I was dancing on a line thin as a hair, separating my life from agony, but now Enzo was here, and the danger seem to not matter anymore.
We walked together into a stall, his hands wrapped around my neck, imprisoning. The strokes of his tongue on mine were a call to sin, and I was more than happy to answer. Alexei – the man to whom I was tied in marriage and who could make my life a living hell – was an arm length away while I was here, mesmerized by Enzo, but I didn’t care. For the first time in six years, I was doing just what I wanted to.
Enzo let go of me to sit on the toilet seat and open his pants, releasing his monster cock and wrapping it in a condom. The sight of it made my mouth water.
“Ride me, baby doll. Sit on my lap and ride me.”
I grabbed the hem of my dress in a hurry and pulled it up, straddling his legs. I knew I only had minutes to enjoy him, and I wanted to enjoy every single one of them. He pushed my lingerie to the side with one hand, reminding me of that first time we met, and I lowered myself onto him. The pleasure was accompanied by a slight discomfort because he was so well hung, but it did nothing to diminish the feeling of bliss.
“Enzo, oh.” I put my hands on the stall walls because I needed something to hold on to.
“Up and down, doll. Move.” His words were ordered, but I found myself incapable of moving. Feeling him inside me was so compelling, I completely lost my moving capacity. “Ludmila, I need to feel you.”
“It’s too much, Enzo. I don’t think I can.”
In response, he stuck his fingers on my hips and helped me raise only to fall back on him again. The pulsation of pleasure was absolute, and it started a fire in me. I was hungry for more and for harder. With my hands fixed on the walls I started moving, picking up the pace really quick. Soon, we were entangled in a furious dance of passion, and I was leading it. Enzo’s face was hidden in the small of my neck, and he kept muttering obscenities the entire time. He talked about my body and how I made him feel, and everything was amazing, but what got to me was listening to him talk about all the things he would have done to me if I was all his. Visions of his face between my legs, looking up at me while he was sucking on my clit, were enough to make me act like a bitch in heat.
I started moving my hips faster, grinding on his lap. One of my hands moved to his neck and without thinking I clawed three marks on his skin, out of desperation to hold on to him.
“Yes, my Russian Princess. Fuck me just like that.”
“I’ve hurt you.”
“I don’t care, doll. Unleash hell on me if you must, but don’t stop.”
“Not until we both come,” I assured him, and I meant every word. I needed it as bad as he did.
It didn’t take long. Every time I came down on his dick, he pushed down on my hips, sinking deeper, and soon I lost myself on top of him. The pleasure wave broke in my womb and spread toward my extremities with a high speed that made me roll my eyes and throw my head back.
“Enzo, oh my God.”
“Ludmila.” He said my name a couple of times, spasming while I held him tight.
When it was over, we were both silent, the room filling only with the sound of our breaths. I was sweaty, gasping for air, and smelling like sex. Slowly, I got up on my feet and raised until he was out of me, and while he threw the condom in the trash I walked out of the stall. After washing my hands, I started running my hands through my hair, trying to make myself look less ‘‘well fucked’’. The long time we had been gone from the dining room might have already put us both under the spotlight, so I had to make sure there were no other signs. He had broken all the mirrors, so I had to fix my hair looking in a shard that was still hanging in the golden frame, and while I was doing it, Enzo stepped behind me and kissed me behind the ear.
“Are you all right, baby doll?”
“Yes.” I leaned back on him. “I’m more than alright.”
“Then give me a smile.” I tried but failed. “Ludmila, what’s up?”
“We have to go back. I don’t want to.”
Enzo took a deep breath, and when he exhaled, I felt it on my skin.
“Tell me the word, and I will take you away from him forever.” His arms linked around my waist, and I turned in his embrace to look into his eyes.
He was a beautiful man – young, but a man no less – with his black eyes that were swallowing all the light in the room. He was so young, but I had no doubt that if I’d have asked, he would have walked out there and take Alexei by the throat for me. I was protected when he was around and that was something I never had before.
