Itterrifiedme.
“Fuuuck,” I groaned against her mouth when she rolled her hips, matching my rhythm. “That’s right. Fuck me back, baby.”
She panted, and I loved that she was so wet that I could hear my dick moving inside her.
My grip tightened on her waist as I rammed my hips forward, needing her as close to me as possible.
I also needed her to hurry up and come all over my cock because I wasn’t sure how much longer I could last.
Her head tipped back, hitting the wall, as her legs trembled around me. I hated that I lost her mouth, so I dropped a hand from her waist to drag it back toward mine.
Relief hit me as our lips pressed back together. But now, it turned less into kissing and more like teeth colliding as our bodies moved together.
The voices got louder for a second before drifting away.
“Come on,” I grunted against her lips, shifting my hips again to better hit her G-spot. My hand slid beneath her skirt, my thumb finding her clit, moving over it in small circles.
That was her undoing.
Her pussy clenched against my cock, so damn tight. A sharp moan escaped her lips as she pressed into the wall. I held her there, both hands back on her hips, and kept her steady as her orgasm rolled through her.
I kept her pinned to the wall, fucking her hard, and I knew if I released her, she’d slide straight to the floor.
It took me only three more thrusts before mybody locked up. I froze, a low groan falling from my throat, as the tension inside me snapped.
I held us there, not wanting a drop of my cum to leak out of her, as we fought to catch our breaths.
“Fuck,” I panted out, forehead dropping to hers in the hallway.
My pulse thrummed through my body as her breath fanned against my face.
I’d never felt so connected with someone after sex.
Never felt the need to stay exactly where I was, like pulling out of her was losing a piece of myself.
She’s mine. My Fawn. Mine.
That thought wouldn’t leave my mind.
When I finally loosened my hold, her body sagged against me. I scooped her up, and she didn’t fight me when I carried her back into my room.
My next order of business? Making sure my Fawn got some sleep.
Thirty
Blair
I releaseda long yawn as I woke up.
I’d slept for who knows how long and hadn’t had one nightmare in the safety of Enzo’s bed.
The devil had become my protector.
But this moment of peace didn’t trick me. I wondered how long I’d have it before Enzo dragged me into another version of hell.
Yawning again, I stretched my arms forward as I sat up, finding Enzo on the couch along the opposite wall with his laptop open on his lap. His feet were kicked up on the coffee table.
When he noticed I was awake, he dropped the laptop to his side and stood, walking toward me.
