“I won’t say I don’t want you. I can’t.”
He came forward and wrapped his arms around my legs, pressing his mouth to the spot that ached for him most. Through the thin cotton of my slip and underwear, his lips and tongue devoured me, and my knees trembled.
“Oh my God,” I whimpered, putting my hands on his shoulders to stay upright.
His hands slid from my calves up the back of my thighs and squeezed my buttocks, pulling me tighter to his mouth. When he moaned, I felt the vibrations go through me like an electric shock. He slipped my underwear down to my ankles and I stepped out of it. “Take your slip off,?
? he whispered. I grabbed my chemise at the hem and lifted it over my head. He took my breasts in his hands and massaged them gently before rubbing the back of his fingers over their hard peaks. My desire rocketed. “Enzo. I want you. Right now.”
“Wait.” Taking my hips in his hands, he pushed me back slightly so he could kneel on the bed in front of me. One hand reached for my breast, while two fingers of the other slipped inside me, slowly, easily. I tried to breathe, but need was choking me. He took my nipple between his thumb and finger, and when he pinched it, somehow I felt it deep within my belly. His other hand penetrated me rhythmically as he kissed the insides of each thigh. When he swept his tongue up the silky seam between my legs, lingering at the top, I felt myself swaying and knew I couldn’t remain standing.
Dropping to my knees, I ran my hands and lips over the hard lines of his chest and shoulders as he unbuttoned his trousers. Then I sat on my heels while he undressed, my heart racing in anticipation. Every article of clothing that came off kicked my pulse up higher. By the time he was naked and reaching for me, I was panting.
I fell backward as our bodies and mouths came together. His weight on me was glorious and exhilarating, and I wrapped both my legs around one of his. He propped himself up on his elbows and kissed me ravenously, his tongue driving into my mouth. I reached down and took his thick flesh in my hand, sheathing and stroking it the way I had in my room. I know what he likes. The thought aroused me beyond belief. I needed to say it out loud, needed him to hear it.
“I know what you want,” I said, looking him in the eye. “I know what you like.” His cock grew harder in my grip, and I moved my hand faster.
“Not yet,” he said, his voice gravelly. I arched my back as he kissed his way down my throat and chest, taking one nipple in his mouth and sucking it. My knees fell wide open, and long fingers pushed inside me, once, twice, three times. I lifted my hips, desperate for more.
“Enzo,” I begged, digging my fingers into his shoulders. “Now. Please.”
He moved to the other breast, circling the nipple with his tongue before kissing his way back up my neck. “What do you want?” he asked, his breath tickling my ear. He bit my earlobe gently. “You have to tell me.” He lifted his hips and set them on mine, rubbing his cock against me in just the right spot. “Tell me you want me to fuck you. Say it.”
“I want you to fuck me,” I rasped, clutching his biceps and straining up against him. “Now.”
He kissed me hard before rolling to the edge of the bed and grabbing his coat off the floor. Taking a small box from the inside pocket, he opened it up and pulled out a condom. When he was finished putting it on, he rolled back to me, and I slipped beneath him, spreading my knees wide. He reached down to position himself between my legs, and I gasped at his entrance. Leaning on his elbows, he pushed in slowly, giving me time to relax into the way he stretched and filled me. My hands flattened on his back and glided down over taut muscle. Our eyes met, and I nearly lost control right then.
“Oh my God,” he whispered. “It’s even better than I remembered. You feel so fucking good.”
I pulled at him, wanting more despite the quick stabbing pains I felt as he began thrusting deeper. My skin was on fire, and his back grew slick with sweat. He propped himself up on his hands near my shoulders, increasing the pressure where our bodies joined together and pushing me closer to oblivion. I looked at his gorgeous face above me. He’s so goddamn beautiful. How can any man be that beautiful? How can I ever possess him as fully as I desire him?
Suddenly I wanted more control.
“Turn over.” He didn’t fight me when I pushed against his chest, and somehow I got him onto his back and straddled him. He groaned as I sank all the way down, his long, hard cock gliding so deep it hurt. I adjusted my angle to feel the pressure where I wanted it and take in as much of him as I could.
He dug his fingers into my thighs. I clenched my muscles around him and rocked forward and back, placing my hands on his hard, hot stomach. “Fucking unbelievable,” he growled, eyes closed.
“Yes,” I whispered, undulating my hips faster. Colors swirled behind my closed eyelids.
Yes, yes, yes…
Suddenly he grabbed my hips and held me still, his jaw thrust forward. “You’re seriously testing my self-control here, sweetheart. If you want this to go on any longer—”
I widened my eyes. “Sweetheart?”
One side of his mouth hooked up. “Fair warning. If you don’t stop moving that way...”
Flashing a wicked grin, I swiveled my hips. I felt him pulse once inside me.
“That’s it.” His stomach muscles flexed beneath my palms as he sat up and flipped me onto my back, our heads toward the foot of the bed. “Now listen to me,” he said, thrusting into me again and again, harder and deeper every time. “You’re going to come for me, now. You’re going to scream.”
“Yes!” I cried, not caring whether I was in control or not. In fact, the complete abandon was pure bliss. Clawing his back, I rocked my hips to match his rhythm. We were all frantic push and racing breath as we climbed toward ecstasy, and then time slowed as everything in my body tightened. “Yes,” I moaned. “Yes, yes!”
He came first, momentarily paralyzed as he thickened and throbbed, and I pulled him into me and writhed against him, crying out again and again as the orgasm crashed through my body and lingered in delicious little waves.
He collapsed onto my chest, and we stayed that way for a moment, each of us gasping for air.
“Oh my God.” I blinked. Repeated myself.