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“Spread your legs.”

I swallowed hard. “I don’t even get a please?”

Enzo moved between my thighs and shoved them open for me. My heart sped up to an alarming rate. The head of the toy pressed against my hole before more lube ran over my flesh. I stared at Enzo, who was captivated by what he was doing. That little smile returned to his face, and I gave in. That look was so disarming.

My breath wooshed out of me as he pushed the toy inside inch by inch. I would expect him to fuck me himself, but instead, he focused on the toy. I felt myself opening, stretching. My hands gripped the sheets as Enzo watched me, and my skin felt like it was going to burst into flames. He worked the toy deeper, rubbing against my walls. What little composure I had fell away as soon as the dildo pressed against my prostate, and I saw stars.

“Enzo.”

He laid on top of me, his lips brushing against mine. “Hmm?” he asked, biting and sucking my bottom lip.

“What are we doing?”

The words fell out of my mouth, and I wished I could stuff them down and make them disappear. Whatever this was, I didn’t want to jinx it right now. The rest of the world was difficult as hell. Couldn’t I pretend for a while longer?

Enzo didn’t so much as blink at the question. “We’re having sex,” he answered. When I gave him an exasperated look, he kissed me again. “And whatever the hell we want to do. Why can’t we figure it out later?”

The protest that perched on my tongue died as he kissed me again, shutting up all my rational thinking. My eyes fluttered closed. When they opened again, I noticed that Enzo was naked. He’d stripped quietly and efficiently. Now I was being treated to a hot-as-hell display of his body, his cock heavy between his thighs and dripping with pre-cum.

Enzo moved between my thighs. When the head of his cock pressed against my hole, my eyes widened. Slowly, realization dawned on me. Enzo didn’t plan to play around with me, only using the dildo. He was going to try to stuff me full of his cock too.

My heart raced, but I didn’t even think about trying to stop him. Enzo relinquished control of the dildo over to me.

“Don’t stop,” he told me.

I licked my lips. “Fuck. Okay.”

Enzo smiled, and it was enough to make me want to put on a good show for him. I worked the toy inside of me, twisting it in and out as a groan slipped free. Normally, I only did this when I was alone. When I looked up, Enzo watched me intently. He stroked his cock while he did and spread lube all over, his eyes never leaving mine for more than a few seconds.

By the time he was back on top of me, I was practically climbing the walls with need. He nipped my jawline as he pushed against my already occupied hole. I sucked in a breath. My body erupted into flames as he drove in deeper. My toes curled, my head spun, and I surrendered to how good I felt.

I could get used to this.

I stopped questioning right from wrong, Enzo’s past, what he did, and what he was involved in. None of it mattered when I closed my eyes tight enough and focused on how damn good he felt when he was pressed against me.

“Enzo.”

“Keep moaning my name, Tex,” he said, his voice a breathy whisper. “The more you do it, the more I know you’re mine.”

I couldn’t even think straight enough to protest. My hole stretched even more, the slight pain slowly evolving into pleasure as Enzo tugged on the nipple clamps. The bit of pressure intensified, and sparks danced over my skin while my head spun.

Enzo slid in deeper as I clenched around him. My hands shot up, gripping his back as my nails dug into his flesh. The look on his face was priceless. The mask he normally wore had fallen away, replaced with pleasure and freedom. He thrust deeper until he was buried completely.

“Fuck, I’m full,” I groaned, rolling my hips as I marveled at how good it felt. “Only ever done this once—”

“By yourself?”

I blinked up at Enzo. For a minute, I’d forgotten I was speaking out loud. Enzo stayed still, staring at me, his eyebrows pinched.

I swallowed hard. “You don’t want to know the answer to that.”

Enzo slammed into me, his cock driving to my core. The last bits of my sanity unraveled. Should have kept that thought to myself. It was too late to go back now. Shit, even if I could, would I? Enzo was fucking me so beautifully that I didn’t regret it.

He reached between us and pressed on my lower belly. “I can feel my cock moving inside of you,” he panted. “I really am going to make you mine.”

A shiver passed through me. “You’re crazy.”

“You have no idea.”