“What the hell?” He shrugs at my irritation.
“You said it had to go with you. Now it can. In pieces.” He drops the pieces of leather onto the floor and comes back to his place between my legs. I’m pissed, and he’ssmiling.
“What the fuck, Enzo? You owe me another harness.” I pull my legs back, but Enzo is too quick. Gripping my thighs, he throws them open, leaning his elbows on my knees. Just as I’m about to kick at him, his fingers slice through my very wet pussy. A protest is on the tip of my tongue, but it falls away quickly when his two fingers enter me, and his mouth is on my clit.
He doesn’t fight fair, the asshole.
My eyes roll back as he continues his punishing pace. Enzo reaches up with his other hand, pinching and plucking at my nipple.
“Oh, fuck. Yes. That. Keep doing that.” I love and hate the way he knows what I need.
“I’ll buy you another harness. But you will only ever wear it for me.” He leans forward, biting hard on my lower lip, then licks into my mouth, allowing me to taste myself. “I already told you, sweetheart. I. Don’t. Share.” He emphasizes each word with a thrust of his fingers. He returns his wonderfully wicked mouth to my wet center. When he curls the digits inside me, hitting that perfect spot, coupled with the suckling of my clit, I shatter.
When I finally come back down again, Enzo’s eyes are boring into mine.
“This has been fun, and you are amazing at what you do,” I start, only to be cut off again. Enzo drags me closer to the edge of the bed and cuts off my attempt to brush him off with the harsh snap of his hips and the frantic thrusting of his cock. My head falls back, my eyes close. He throws both my legs up, pushing my knees into my chest, opening me up wider, and picks up his pace.
His anger and frustration are made evident as he pumps himself rigorously in and out. His fingers dig into the flesh of my hips. I’m certain he’s going to leave bruises behind. Something I’m sure I’ll care about later, but not now.
“This is not a one and done, Althea.” Enzo growls. “This will happen again.”Thrust.“And again.”Thrust.“Are we clear?” Enzo continues to move at a punishing pace.
This conversation is getting way too serious. When I don’t respond, he slows down, pulling my orgasm just out of reach.
Oh, the fucker.
Enzo watches me, smiling as I glare at him. He tilts his head, still teasing my entrance with just the tip of his cock, in and out.
I want to tell him no. To go fuck himself. But the only way I’m going to get to comeandleave this room tonight is if I tell him what he wants to hear. It’s a shame. I would absolutely love to be his plaything for a while. Let him ease my stress and worries while showing me all his wicked talents. But I know I can’t. I have a job to do. One not even my father knows about. And since his last name is Venatti, Enzo is one of the last people I need to be spending time exploring my sexual fantasies with. A man of his reputation would kill meafterhe’s fucked me if he felt I was a threat to his family. Which I am.
Enzo’s hand gripping my chin pulls me back to the present. “Althea. Tell me you understand what I’m saying.”
“I understand,” I lie, but he doesn’t seem to catch on since his pace has once again picked up. This time Enzo lifts my ass in his hands, and I can feel him bottoming out. It’s such an amazing feeling. “Oh shit. I’m going to …” My orgasm rips through me in wave after wave of pleasure. My legs shake. My heart races and my lungs are on fucking fire as I scream his name one more time.
Once I’ve come down, Enzo pulls out, gripping my hips, then flips me over effortlessly and slams back in again.
My breath whooshes out of me. I have no time to adjust to his relentless onslaught. His hand comes down on my asshard,ramping my body back up.
He grips my hair with his hand and pulls back, forcing my head up as he bites down on my shoulder.
“Fuck, baby. I love the way your cunt squeezes me, like it’s starved for me. It doesn’t want to let me go.” He’s not wrong. I can’t explain how my body reacts to him. It’s not just sex. It’s something fucking magical, and it scares the shit out of me.
“I want more, Thea,” he commands.
Not sure if he means a relationship or an orgasm, I answer honestly to both. “I can’t.” I’m so tired and swollen, deliciously achy from head to toe.
“You can, and you will.” Enzo picks up his pace, plunging in and out harder and faster. My core tightens, that tingly sensation coiling deep inside, and with one final thrust Enzo goes over the edge, pinching my clit and sending me careening over with him.
When Enzo pulls out, he leaves me feeling empty and sated. The blissful nothingness after coming so hard, so many times, takes over. My body is overwhelmed, and my mind is completely clear. I feel his strong arms lift me off the bed, cradling me to his chest and then moving me under the covers. His gentleness is a stark contrast to the animalistic way he just fucked me senseless. I should fight him, but I don’t. I wouldn’t have the strength even if I wanted to.
I’m acutely aware of the shower running in the bathroom. Now is my chance to leave. To escape while Enzo is distracted, but I can’t seem to get my body and my brain to come back online enough to move.
Moments later, I hear the water turn off and feel the dip in the bed as Enzo’s body comes to lie next to mine. Two strong arms reach around and drag me until I feel the heat of his chestagainst my back. I’m so tired, and his arms feel …safe.I know that’s insane given his employment, but I can’t seem to find the sensibility to make myself see reason.
One night.I tell myself.I’ll let myself enjoy the false reality for one night, and then I’ll walk away.
I snuggle down into Enzo’s arms, settling in for the night, when I hear him whisper in my ear. “I’m not giving up, Althea. Death and the devil are an inseparable pair.”
What the hell have I gotten myself into?
