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His warm, rough hands slid over the fabric of my bra, I automatically stretched toward him. I wanted nothing more than for him to bend down and use his tongue to tease my nipples until I forgot the surroundings and let go.
However, because Enzo had a slightly sadistic streak, he took an infinite amount of time exploring the rest of my upper body until I was almost bursting with desire. Every touch, no matter how gentle, turned into painful torture. And he liked it. I squirmed, sought a hold on him, and met his every movement, yet he never did what I wanted.
When he finally did unhook my bra and let it slide to the floor, I let out a relieved sigh, one of my hands already buried in his dark hair. Every flick of his tongue, every suck, every scrape of his teeth shot right between my legs, even though he was preoccupied with nothing but my breasts.
And he knew it, too, so he took advantage of it until I was sweltering from it alone and about to come. He made my pants disappear.
Probably a short touch of his tongue on my clit was enough to make me explode, but he didn't begrudge me that.
Instead, he pushed me onto the chair, got on his knees in front of me, and kissed his way from my knees to my inner thighs. Gently and light as a feather, goosebumps shot down my body. At the same time, a pleasant shiver ran down my back.
I felt how wet I was. How much I wanted him. And yet he kept me waiting, torturing me with his hot breath through the fabric of my panties.
An invisible touch made me throw my head back because I no longer knew how to deal with the pressure building up inside me since his lips had first touched mine.
I had a curse on my lips and almost got rid of it, but Enzo bit the middle of my thigh, making me howl briefly in pain.
Sometimes I wondered if it didn't bother him when someone else noticed the marks he left behind. Once I had asked him about it, at which point he had smiled condescendingly. "Why would I care?" had been his answer …
I tightened my grip on his hair when I unexpectedly felt his tongue slide over the hem of my panties. So close, and yet so damn far.
An impatient noise escaped me, coupled with the pleading undertone he had trained me to use far too easily because he was a master of torture.
He enjoyed it when my legs shook uncontrollably and I could no longer formulate a clear sentence. And I enjoyed seeing how he slowly came out of himself and showed me sides of himself that I had never expected.
He turned to my belly – and this was almost worth a shout of jubilation – he finally pulled down my panties and slid his lips down my mons veneris, along the side of my groin, and up to my outer labia.
Enzo's tongue shot out, touched and explored me. On both sides, just not where I really needed him.
I closed my eyes, my head resting on the back of my chair. Beautiful view? The only thing I could focus on was Enzo's head between my legs, his fucking tongue on my pussy, driving me even more crazy with gentle touches.
He knew where I wanted him and still he focused on everything else except that little spot where I needed him so desperately. My breathing had quickened, and I barely managed to sit still. My hips kept jerking at him demandingly, only for him to ignore it and close his hands tightly around my thighs to hold them still.
With every kiss and tongue flick, it was harder for me to remember even the simplest things. My name? I didn't need it as long as I stayed on this glorious but, at the same time, painful high full of lust, desire, and passion.
He savored every damn inch before finally devoting himself to my clit. With a simple movement, he sucked on it, provided negative pressure, and then pushed against it repeatedly in a fast rhythm. I would have loved to pull out his hair so tightly I held on to his head.
My body was on fire, the knot in my abdomen threatening to come loose at any moment.
Somehow I managed to lift my head and open my eyes. I found his gaze fixed directly on my face. Saw how much my physical reaction pleased him.
A soft laugh escaped his throat, vibrating through my body and making me gasp for air. Finally, he decided to drive me insane by pushing two fingers inside and sliding them repeatedly over the G spot inside me.
I saw stars, my body failed entirely, and when I exploded on his tongue, I couldn't help but scream out my pleasure. I moaned his name, thighs tight around his head so that he had to let me ride out every single wave of my orgasm.
When the tension in my body subsided, I released him, pulled him up to me, and kissed him. I tasted myself on Enzo's tongue but this was not the end.
21
Vincenzo
It was easy to spend time with Amedea, primarily about the physical aspect. It meant very little talking, but a lot of fun. Something I had hardly allowed myself in recent years.
However, I found it increasingly difficult to disregard certain aspects of our interpersonal relationships. I became careless about keeping her at a distance. After we met in an explosive mix, I forgot to look the other way. I wondered what she was up to when she wasn't in my immediate vicinity.
I could certainly have continued this endlessly, but in the end, the result would probably always remain the same. I didn't like what was happening. No matter how often I thought about Rina's appearance and what she had said to me. It also didn't matter that Dea was trying hard not to offend me accidentally and had even been very successful with that so far.
I just couldn't help but think about what it all meant and what direction it was leading and how little I was comfortable with that.
