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Enrico
December, 18 Months Later.
She arches her back, her body straddled over mine as she rides my cock. My hands hold her hips, guiding her to where I want her.
In, out, deep… so deep.
My legs are spread, and our bodies are covered in perspiration as we writhe together. Her long, dark hair falls down her back as she watches me with her big brown eyes in the diluted light.
Sex.
My necessary evil.
At least three times a week I have it. Sometimes with one girl, or two from one of my brothels. Other times, I go traditional and meet a woman. Tonight, it’s with one of my general managers, Sophia. She’s beautiful—everything a man could need. We fuck often but she leaves me still hungry and unsatisfied.
They all do.
We’ve been at it for an hour and I’m nowhere near close to coming.
I hate this. I hate that I have this need to fuck, yet can’t come when it’s happening. It’s the worst kind of torture.
Sophia moans, half in pain, I know I have to let her go. I’ll have to finish myself off.
Fuck this.
I close my eyes and go to my kink—the only thing that can get the job done.
Olivia.
I imagine it’s her on top, riding me. I envision her blonde hair and those big blue eyes. I feel myself relax as I imagine her looking down at me.
Soft and lush.
“Clench,” I command.
She tightens and I smile. There she is. My tight girl Olivia.
I lose control, and in one motion, I flip her onto her back and lift her legs over my shoulders. I let her have it.
Deep, hard pumps.
I give it both barrels. The bed is smashing against the wall as I take what I need from her body—what I’ve been trying to achieve for an hour.
I hiss as I tip my head back and come in a rush. My cock jerks so hard that it’s almost painful.
I open my eyes and look straight down into brown ones. My heart drops.
It isn’t her.
I pull out and fall onto my back beside Sophia, gasping for breath.
She rolls herself so she’s half on my body, and she kisses me. I scrunch my face up and pull my lips away. I don’t want to kiss.
“Wow.” She smiles as she struggles for air. “You’re incredible.”
I close my eyes, my heart still racing. Disappointment floods me about the only way I can get over the line…. every single time.
This fascination with Olivia needs to fucking stop.
