He smoothed his hand over my cheek, his thumb brushing my hair from my face. The tenderness of that gesture made me clench my thighs.
With every rock of my hips, he lifted his gaze to meet mine, each motion keeping a rhythm between us while I allowed myself to get lost in the pleasure of Enzo.
It didn’t take long before his thrusts beneath me grew faster, harder, more urgent. I lost a breath, two, then lost count as I fell forward, bracing my elbows against the bed as he pounded his hips into mine.
An explosion of pleasure rocked through me.
Thank God he had his own wing because not only were our moans and gasps loud, but so was his bed frame, bumping into the wall with each of our thrusts.
Our skin was sweaty and our breathing erratic as we grew closer. His hand squeezed between us, and he started playing with my clit while still fucking me.
Tension built tighter and tighter, knotting into my belly as my blood shot to my core.
The way this man could do all that while recovering from a gunshot wound made Enzo even hotter. The butterflies inside me fluttered harder. Enzo could probably lose both hands, and he’d still find a way to unravel me.
I raised myself before my hips crashed against his, and all the knots inside me snapped as I cried out when pleasure rushed through me.
Enzo kept pumping beneath me until his knees locked and he groaned my name. His cock got harder, and I smiled, knowing that he’d just filled me with his cum.
I loved the way this man made me feel so good inside and out.
He made me feel so comfortable in my body.
He made me feel loved for the first time in my entire life.
“My favorite color is purple,” I told Enzo while we got dressed in his dorm room.
“Knew that already,” he replied.
“My favorite foods are warm toast with cinnamon butter and cherry cheesecake.” I wrapped my arm around his neck and pressed a light kiss to his lips.
“And I have absolutely no idea what I want to do after I graduate from college,” I added. “I never really thought I’d have much of a future.”
Enzo lifted my hand from around his neck and kissed my palm before doing the same to the other. “I’ll buy you anything purple I see. I’ll make sure you’re fed those favorites whenever you want them.” His thumb brushed along my jawline. “And the onlyplan you need after graduation is that you’ll be with me.” He studied me for a moment. “Now, what’s with the sudden random facts?”
I looked away, biting the inside of my cheek.
“Tell me, my Fawn,” he said, his voice thick and rough.
It always sounded like that after sex, and I loved it.
When I looked back at him, I swallowed and spoke softly. “I just want you to know everything about me. Because I want you to keep me as your Fawn.”
His expression darkened, and he hooked a finger under my chin, lifting it until our eyes met.
“You think that’s something you need to convince me of?” His lips curved into a smile. “You’re mine, Blair. You’d have to run pretty far and fast to escape me. I’m never letting you go now.”
His words settled the anxiety inside me. I hadn’t realized how badly I needed to hear him say those words.
My fingers slid into the front of his hoodie as I leaned closer.
“Good,” I whispered. “I wasn’t going to make it easy for you to get rid of me.”
He caught my hand in his hoodie and led me toward the couch, moving carefully, like he’d been standing a little too long.
“I’ve become the Son who fell in love with his Fawn and is going to marry her.” He grinned.
Not his usual irritated or smug grin.
