Chapter31
Enzio
The smell of her pussy was driving me insane, and she was fucking crying.
“I thought I…You don’t know how hard this is,” she said.
It was fucking hard for me, too. I might look like Cosimo, and he used to call me his half soul, but I was a different man. I never lived in his shadow even when everybody wanted me to. I never wanted to be him or have what was his…until I had a taste of his wife.
My wife.
I was diving into a foreign territory of fucked up, playing a dangerous game, pretending to be someone I wasn’t, a dead man I loved more than she ever did. All for her. So she could finally be mine.
I, Enzio Lanza, was letting a woman use me for her pleasure while fire ate my soul, and the bitch was crying.
“Whatever. I’m done babysitting you, Bianca. In this world, there is what I want or nothing at all.”
She gasped. I knew I hit hard when I used his words, and I’d fuck her head some more. I ran my thumb along her cheekbone and then across her lower lip. When she trembled, I knew I won. “Last chance. Bet or fold?”
Her eyes glazed with the fire between her legs. She stared at my lips. “Cosimo.”
“Si, principessa.”
Her hands reached for my hips and pushed open the towel.
And we were back to play.
I tangled my fingers in her hair and brought her mouth to mine. She kissed me back with no resistance. With hunger I didn’t know existed in someone like her. My cock sprang up like a maypole. I’d make her go on her knees and blow me like she should. But Cosimo was a fucking gentleman with her. He gave first, and so would I. Until it was my turn.
Her tongue pried my lips open and danced around mine. I savored her taste, her willing desire. My hand traveled down her back and dropped the towel off her body.
She pushed into me, her burning skin grazing mine. I cupped her ass and squeezed. Then I hooked her legs behind my waist and slammed her against the wall.
I bit her neck and the top of her tit. Her hisses of pain and how she wrapped her arms behind my neck set me on fire. I swirled my tongue around her nipple and sucked. Then I bit her the way she loved it.
“Yes,” she purred.
Slapping her pussy, I stared into her eyes, but they were squeezed shut. “Look at me. Don’t hide from me.”
She opened them, the sweet fire searing, sending a pulse straight into my cock.God, I wanna fuck her so much.
“Say it. Say you want my touch. Say you want only me to touch you.” I slapped her pussy again. “Say it!”
“I want you to touch me.” She moaned. “So much. No one else. Only you.”
I sucked in a deep, loud breath, the tip of my cock at her entrance, wishing she’d been saying all that forme. “How bad do you want my cock?”
“So bad,” she panted. “Please.”
I grabbed her pussy. “Whose pussy is that?”
“Yours,Cosimo. Only yours. I don’t want anyone else. I belong with you. Born to be yours, just like you always say. I’m all yours.”
Who’s fucking whose mind now?her eyes said.
Puttana.
