“What?” he spluttered.
“You heard me.” A beat. “The sweetest, softest kiss.”
In the next instant, Enzo’s hand was lightly wrapped around my neck, forcing me to look up, leaning my head against the beam behind me.
It wouldn’t take much pressure to cut off my air supply, yet Enzo didn’t. He simply held his hand there, with just enough force that let me know he could control every part of me that he desired. And I mean that. Every. Single. Part. Of. Me.
My dick grew at the force, my eyes surely showing what I hoped would be ignored by the man in front of me.
All I could do was stand there, waiting.
In slow motion, I watched as Enzo’s face came closer. A foot was thrown between my legs. His knee was inches away from the growing warmth.
I think I just fell into hell.
Shit.
“Shit.” Enzo’s echoed word hit me with more force than I expected. I didn’t get to figure out why he cursed before his lips crashed onto mine. Hard.
I stood frozen for a second before letting my instincts take control. That’s all I could do.
I returned the kiss with just as much passion. Our teeth clanked together. Tongues searched each other’s mouths.
This wasn’t anything sweet and soft.
It was filled with desire, hunger, and all the pent-up emotions that Enzo had trouble dealing with.
As Enzo’s eyes slipped closed, I took the moment of distraction to push him forward again. This time, his eyes flashed with a different type of need as his back thumped against the beam. His hand that was around my neck slid to my hair.
No longer thinking clearly, I took his hand, then the other, and lifted them both up above his head. Keeping the hold light, yet firm enough to let him know who just was in charge right now, I kissed his mouth as though he were the last drink of water I’d ever get.
His hips pressed upwards, searching and meeting my own. With our thin cotton pants, everything was easily felt. The heat. The hardness.
God damn.
“Enzo,” I panted, trailing my lips down his neck.
He tipped his head back, letting me have more access to the skin. There, I nibbled, earning a grunt from deep within his chest.
A moment later, he turned his head into my own neck, panting. His hips thrust into mine, chasing the pleasure we both felt.
Somewhere, in the back of my mind, I heard the door open from the kitchen. But the pleasure was too much, too good, to care. All I could think of was the need that was so deep.
I had never felt something like it before. Not with anyone but Enzo.
“Fuck,” Enzo panted, thrusting harder against me.
Letting go of his hands, I trailed one of my own down our shafts. Wrapped in my palm, I squeezed us together. Our combined moans were instant.
I kept at it, letting the need take us both. Higher and higher. Our breaths as one. Our hearts beating for what our bodies demanded.
With one last squeeze around both of our dicks, Enzo’s teeth sank into my shoulder, adding the perfect amount of pain. Milliseconds later, we both came, warm, sticky cum soaking our pants.
Emery
Ishouldn’t have watched. Or stood there for as long as I did.
My emotions were all over the place. There was no way to settle on just one thing.
