She exhaled shakily, her lips trembling as her hands slid up my shoulders, gripping hard, searching for something solid.
“Enrico… we can’t…”
I ignored her weak resistance, dragging my mouth along her soft neck, biting the sensitive skin beneath her ear. Her body shuddered against mine, a low, absolutely delicious moan spilling from her lips.
“Of course we can,” I growled against her skin, my voice low and rough, my hands moving possessively over her waist, gripping her hips and pulling her hard against me. “We need this. You need it just as much as I do, Valentina. Don’t deny it now.”
Before she could argue again, I claimed her mouth in another devastating kiss, stealing whatever resistance she still had left.
My entire body vibrated with arousal, my erection already painfully hard against her, making it impossible to hide how much I wanted her — how desperate I was.
“This is cruel, Enrico. Making me feel everything again like nothing ever happened.”
“You can run from my name, Val… but your body still calls me the same way,” I confessed against her lips, my voice a mix of urgency, passion, and raw desperation. “Five years, Valentina. Five years without another woman. Not one. You’re the only one I want. The only one I ever wanted.”
She froze for a brief second, her eyes locking with mine in surprise, disbelief, and something deeper — heavier. Emotion shimmered in her dark irises.
“You… you didn’t have anyone?” she murmured, still struggling for breath.
I shook my head, sliding my fingers over her face, caressing her gently before letting a wicked, intent smile return.
“No one. I couldn’t, even if I wanted to. You destroyed any chance I ever had with another woman. No one else satisfies me. No one else makes me lose my mind like you do. Do you want me to stop, Valentina? Because if I keep going… there’s no turning back.”
She stared at me for what felt like an eternity.
“Then stop,” she said with her mouth, even though every fiber of her body screamed the opposite.
“I lied. I won’t be able to.”
She bit her lower lip, trembling against me, and I snapped.
My hands slid down, slipping beneath her dress, touching her hot, bare skin as I murmured into her ear:
“And now, Valentina, I’m finally going to kill this hunger. You’re mine, and I’m going to prove it to you in every possible way. I’m going to lick every inch of your body until you forget your own name.”
The rough sound of her moan was all I needed to lose the last scrap of control.
My hands explored her curves hungrily, feeling the softness of her warm skin beneath my fingers. She was perfect — achingly familiar and yet different. Time had shaped her into something even more irresistible, making every touch more urgent, more intense.
I grabbed the backs of her thighs and lifted her easily, sitting her on the cold kitchen counter. Her dress rode up instantly, revealing the intoxicating sight of her legs and the delicate black lace of her panties.
My heart nearly exploded with desire at the sight.
I spread her thighs gently and positioned myself between them.
Valentina watched me with dark eyes full of desire and uncertainty, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Without breaking eye contact, I slid my hands along the inside of her thighs, moving closer — slowly — to the most sensitive place between them.
She gasped, eyes fluttering shut as my fingers brushed her wet panties.
“Look at me, Valentina,” I demanded, my voice firm and rough. When her eyes opened again, I smiled and pressed myfingers against her pussy through the thin fabric, feeling how soaked she was. “I want to look into your eyes while I make you moan my name.”
She swallowed hard, shuddering under my touch. I slipped my hand inside her panties, feeling her heat directly — her slick, swollen skin driving me insane.
“Fuck, you’re so wet, Valentina,” I whispered, rubbing my fingers along her entrance, teasing her slowly, feeling her tremble. “Is all of this for me?”
“You know it is,” she moaned, her hands gripping my shoulders, nails digging into me as I kept stroking her.
With a satisfied grin, I lowered myself, keeping eye contact as I pulled her panties aside. Her gaze was a mix of desire and shock, anticipation blazing as I brought my mouth closer to her pussy, her sweet, intoxicating scent flooding my senses.
