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With the help of gravity, and Enzo thumbing my clit, making me wetter, I slowly took him.

Enzo muttered in Italian, never breaking eye contact with me.

“Look how good you’re taking my cock,” he said. I whimpered, so full of him, and he wasn’t even all the way yet.

Then he was there, all the way in, and I leaned back, gripping his thighs as I squirmed.

“Cazzo, you were made for me. Made to take my cock. Look at how perfect we fit.” He rocked his hips, pushing deeper.

“Lorenzo.” My nails dug into his thighs as I gasped, his cock hitting that spot I could never reach.

“I like how you say my name.” He kept his pace slow and deliberate. “I want to hear it every night, when I have you just like this, impaled on my cock. At my mercy, begging me to give you what only I can.”

“I need,” I started, but couldn’t speak. I was having an out-of-body experience.

All I could do was feel. My body is begging for release, for more.

“You need me.” He bit one of my nipples, and my body clenched. “I’ll give you whatever you need, I promise.”

He sat up, gripped the back of my head, and brought it down to meet his. The kiss was hard and frenzied. I moaned into his mouth,

He started moving inside me in earnest, taking control and moving my body on his.

The ache took over, building in me.

“Lorenzo,” I said, begging.

He bounced me on his cock, and I held on to his wrists, letting him take over.

I opened my eyes and stared down at Enzo. His brows were furrowed, eyes on my face. I leaned down, placing my hands on his chest, feeling his heartbeat, and kissed him. I was so close, my body was shaking like a live wire, and all I wanted was to kiss him.

His rough hands skated around my body, making me shiver. I was so close, but I needed more and had no idea what that more was.

“Lorenzo,” I whimpered, not knowing how to say what I needed. His chest rumbled under my hands, and the vibrations reverberated through my body.

The pressure built, but it wasn’t enough. My body demanded more.

He brought a hand to the back of my head and whispered, “I feel how close you are, amuri. Let yourself go. I need you to let go, and I’ll give you everything.”

His words shot straight to my soul.

He’d give me everything. I knew he would. He already had, in so many quiet little ways, that it was impossible not to trust his words.

I closed my eyes, sat up, and let my body take over. Shutting down any thoughts that weren’t about us, my pleasure, or our bodies.

I let go, and I could hear Enzo below me murmuring, “You’re magnifica. Just like that. Look at how you’re taking from me.”

“I’m so,” I stuttered. My breath hitched, and I let out a soft cry.

“Use me,” he said, slamming me down hard and rubbing his thumb against my clit in tight, fast twirls.

My body jerked. I clawed at his chest, uncaring if I made marks, and threw my head back.

A bubble burst, filling me with euphoric bliss.

I moaned louder than I ever had.

Enzo flipped us over, his mouth covering mine, taking my moans and growling in return. I wasn’t finished, the orgasm still pounding through me as I felt him build me up again.