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His hands run down my curves before gripping my hips. He turns around in a move that has me pressed against the wall. When he breaks our kiss, I let out a noise of protest that is quieted when his lips follow a path down my throat. I buck under him, trying to push myself closer to his length.
I feel Enzo smile against the swell of my breasts. When he manages to free one of them, he doesn’t hesitate to close his mouth over a hard bud. I whimper softly.
“Keep making sounds like that, sweetheart,” Enzo murmurs. “I’m begging you. Unless you want me to go easy on you.”
When he looks at me, his eyes are filled with desire and something else that I can’t figure out. His thumb moves over one nipple, teasing and pinching until I start to writhe.
“Tell me what you want me to do,” he says softly as he continues to squeeze my nipples, moving from one tit to the other. “Do you want me to kiss you until those pink lips are swollen?”
His thumb drifting up and tracing my bottom lip. My heart pounds so hard I’m afraid he can hear it.
“Or do you want me to sink my teeth into these sexy dark nubs? Mark you there until it’s clear you’re mine?”
I moan in reply when he punctuates the sentence with a sharp tug on my nipple. My eyes nearly roll back into my head when he leans down to suck the sting away.
“How about I go further down?” Enzo’s tone is deceptively gentle, warm like butter, a contrast to the filthy things he’s saying to me. His hand trails down my legs to the open slit in my dress. It’s easy for him to shift the material away, his hand inching toward my core. “How wet are you,principessa?”
“Enzo,” I gasp when he rubs his finger against the dampness of my panties.
Heat erupts inside me when he shifts my panties to the side before thrusting one finger deep inside me.
“Fuck,” he swears softly, awe in his voice. “You’re soaked, Rosa.”
His voice is so full of lust it threatens to drive me crazy. I roll my hips, pressing down against his finger, which is still inside me. I moan softly, scraping my nails along his arms.
He lifts me up, and I immediately wrap my legs around his waist. His muscular body holds me up without any effort. He walks us to the bed and drops me down. My breasts bounce from the impact. His heavy heated gaze threatens to set me on fire.
“Take it off,” he commands.
The zipper of the dress is on the side so I’m able to pull it down. I sit up on the bed and it falls away. My red lacy bra comes next. With each article of clothing removed, Enzo’s expression grows tighter. He looks like a man on the verge of losing control, which is exactly what I want. When my panties come off, I look at him, my legs already shaking in anticipation.
“Now what?”
“Lie down,” he says.
I do so, feeling my cheeks heat. I never imagined I would be here, spread eagle on my bed while Enzo Russo watches me like I’m the only thing that exists. His eyes meet mine.
“I can’t get over how perfect you are,” he tells me.
He groans low in his throat, climbing onto the bed and settling between my legs. Placing a hand on each side of me, he leans in and kisses me hard. His hand moves downward, toward my clit, and I writhe under him when he starts to tease the sensitive bundle of nerves. I can already feel the looming orgasm.
Enzo pulls away and shoots me a smirk before shifting and dropping back between my legs. He doesn’t hesitate to dip his head and lick me from entrance to clit.
“Enzo,” I cry, overwhelmed with emotion.
He growls softly and my heart skips a beat. I grip his hair, hard enough to hurt, but he doesn’t seem to mind. He pushes his tongue inside me, eliciting various sounds from me that aren’t entirely words. My spine practically arches off the bed when he continues to thrust his tongue inside me.
“Do you want me to make you come, sweetheart?” Enzo asks against my pussy lips.
I moan, too far gone to reply. I yelp when his teeth scrape against my clit.
“Yes,” I say on a whimper when he adds a finger to the mix. “Please, please, make me come.”
I feel him smile against me as he continues. One hand trails up to my breast and he squeezes once. I rest my hand over his and my heart practically melts when he locks our fingers together. Sparks burn hotter beneath my eyelids. And then, suddenly, the pressure explodes.
I scream, gratefully that Enzo chose bedrooms for us that are separated from anyone else’s in the house. My eyes flutter shut as I struggle to catch my breath. A languid sensation pulls on my muscles. When I open my eyes, they immediately connect with Enzo, who has moved up. He’s staring at me, his gaze filled with something so soft, yet possessive, it nearly takes my breath away.
I smile softly, sitting up and pushing him onto his back. His eyes gleam when I climb over him. Very slowly, I work his buttons open. Enzo’s perfectly still, content to watch. I manage to take off his shirt, leaving his top half bare. When I lean down to kiss him, he responds, kissing me back with as much passion and raw fire.
