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Yes, yes. Please say yes.

“No,” she whispers, and all I can do is smile.

Chapter Fifty-One

Jordan

I wasn’t sure how I’d feel watching the two of them together. The dynamic between two people sexually isn’t something you can figure out. You think you know someone, but how they are in the bedroom never matches up. Even without being experienced in that department, I know. Yes, Enzo is the dominant one, and I saw it at the club, but when they’re alone? Who knows how they are together? Does Enzo suck his dick? Fuck him? I can’t picture Enzo being fucked, but maybe he is. Maybe he likes that? I’m not judging anyone in any sense, and that’s the point here. You never know what someone is into sexually.

Having a front-row seat to watching Enzo deny Rafael an orgasm is turning me on in ways I didn’t know were possible. What does that say about me? Why do I like watching this man be denied? Tortured? He looks like he’s going to pass out. And I am enjoying it.

When Enzo spoke with me earlier, he told me if I wanted to join, I could. I said I’d think about it. It’s not that I don’t want to, but knowing how they are together will help me decide if I’m okay with them being together without me. I can be comfortable with it if I know what to expect. But I’m afraid watching this is only making me want to join.

So when Enzo asks if he should let Rafael come, I tell him no. Because I’m not ready for this to be over. Though, I have a feeling Rafael coming once won’t be the end of it. That didn’t mark the end of it at the club, and with Rafael being gone for so long, I think we’re in for a long night. And I’m kind of excited about that.

“No?” Enzo asks with a dark, lustful look.

I shake my head, biting my bottom lip.

“Do you want to make him come, angel?”

I suck in a breath. That isn’t what I’d thought he’d say. I thought he’d keep doing what he’s doing, torturing him and not allowing him to come.

“I…” I don’t know what to say.

“I think you do,” Enzo says in a raspy tone. “I think you want to feel him coming inside you, and then you want to feel me licking you clean.”

Jesus…

What the hell do you say to that? Even if I knew, my mouth wouldn’t form words. But when Enzo tells me to stand, I do. When he demands I take my clothes off, I do. And when he tells me to climb on top of Rafael, I do that too. I’m like a puppet on his strings.

Enzo runs his hand along the small of my back to push me forward. I press my palms to Rafael’s chest to steady myself. The man beneath me is shaking, trembling, looking as if he’s about to faint. Enzo slides his hand around the curve of my ass before slipping between my pussy lips and sinking a finger inside me.

“You’re soaked, angel.” It comes out as a chastisement. As if I shouldn’t be. How can I not be? “He’s going to slide in so easily. He doesn’t need help, but I’m going to help anyway because that’s my job. It’s my job to make sure you and him are satisfied.”

Yes, I think. Yes, it is. I hope you do this every day for the rest of my life.

He removes his hand from me to slide Rafael’s dick along my clit. I dig my fingers into Rafael’s chest, causing him to hiss and yank on the restraints. I wonder what it would be like to be tied up and tortured the way he is. Would Enzo do that to me? I bet if I asked, he would.

Enzo nudges him at my entrance, and the sounds and feeling tells me he’s stroking Rafael slowly.

“Do not come until you’re inside my wife,” Enzo says firmly.

Rafael’s hands tighten into fists, his breathing growing heavier. His skin is flushed, eyes focused on the ceiling as if he’s trying with every part of him not to come.

It’s so sexy.

So fucking sexy.

The way Enzo has so much control over him, and of me too. The way Rafael is so submissive to him. More so than me. Which is why Enzo didn’t tell me I’m a submissive too. He said I’m a brat. It all makes more sense now.

“Take him inside you, angel. But no more than an inch or two.”

I carefully move down, my head falling back at the feel of Rafael slipping inside me. It’s hard not to sink all the way down. The feeling of being full is my absolute favorite, and for the first time, I wonder if those soft and hard limits would be so bad. I’d let them both inside me at the same time. In fact, I think I want them to.

Enzo reaches his hand around to stroke my clit, causing me to clench tightly around Enzo, which makes him squirm beneath me.

Enzo chuckles, low and husky.

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