Chapter 28 #2
Enzo drags his mouth over my stomach, up the center of my chest, each kiss heated enough to make my heart beat faster and faster.
Finally, he settles beside me and pulls me closer until I’m tucked along the length of his body. He pushes an arm under my head while his other hand settles on my hip, his thumb stroking my skin.
With the man I love more than anything holding me close, the glorious heat of his bare skin seeping into mine, our eyes meet, and the tenderness in his expression fills my heart with so much warmth there’s a danger it might burst.
Honestly, I was getting worried that Enzo wasn’t ready to be in a relationship with me because he wasn’t taking things further.
Well, he certainly took care of eliminating that worry.
Leaning in, his mouth nips at mine, our gazes still locked, and the massive amount of tingles that rushes through me is insane.
“Jesus, Enzo,” I almost whimper. “You overwhelm me in every way possible.”
He tilts his head, worry creeping over his face. “Too much?”
I quickly shake my head. “No, but if I start crying, it’s not a bad thing, so don’t panic.”
A shiver races through me when I feel his huge manhood push into the gap between my thighs. My fingers trail over his shoulder, down the scars covering his arm, then back again before I cup his jaw.
“Are you ready?” The roughness of his voice sends another wave of heat through me.
Wanting to show him how ready I am, I reach down between us, and wrapping my hand around his thick girth, I guide him to my entrance.
I don’t even care anymore that it might hurt. I just want to become one with him.
The moment he presses forward, my body tenses, and Enzo notices immediately.
“Hey.” He nudges his forehead softly against mine. “Look at me.” My eyes lift to his. “Try to relax for me.”
I try. God, do I try.
Instead of slamming into me, he keeps the thrusts short, just enough to make my pulse stumble and my skin burn.
“Holy shit,” I gasp while dragging my nails down his back.
The room fills with wet sounds that make embarrassment creep up my neck, and Enzo’s eyes darken. “Don’t be embarrassed. I love hearing how wet you are for me.”
Jesus.
His words only make my face heat up even more.
He eases into me a fraction further, giving me more of him before retreating again.
I bury my face against his neck, pressing kisses beneath his jaw while my hands feast on his broad shoulders and muscled biceps.
Every nerve ending in my body feels alive, and the slow pace becomes its own kind of torture.
I shift my hips, chasing more of him, but he tightens his grip on my hip, holding me firmly in place. A needy sound escapes from my throat, and he enters me a little more, but it’s not nearly enough.
“Enzo.” My voice comes out breathless. “You don’t have to go this slow. I’m ready.”
The corner of his mouth lifts, and satisfaction bleeds over his way-too-hot features. “I can feel you’re ready.”
“Then go faster.”
He shakes his head. “Not until you’re one hundred percent focused on me.”
My eyebrows draw together. “I am.”
“Then why are you busy arguing with me?”
All the while, he keeps driving me wild with short thrusts, and my desperate need coils tighter and tighter until I’m certain I’m going to lose my mind.
“God, please,” I gasp, grabbing the sides of his jaw and crushing my mouth to his.
I’m driven over the edge and burning up when he finally fills me all the way in a single hard stroke that steals every thought from my mind. Air explodes from my lungs, and for a second, I can’t do anything except feel him.
Slowly, he pulls out until only the head of his cock remains, and while I devour his mouth with every ounce of longing he’s ever made me feel, he drives back inside me.
Unlike our first time, there’s no burning pain, and I get to focus on how full I feel.
Grabbing hold of my butt, Enzo’s body pushes hard into mine, and as I’m shoved onto my back, I wrap my legs around him.
The position opens me wider, and he sinks even further, filling me in ways I’ve never been filled before.
“Oh God,” I moan into his mouth while he groans, the sound filled with a world of satisfaction.
Nothing has ever felt this good.
I lose his mouth to my neck when he pulls out, and as he fills me once more, he groans against my skin, “You feel so fucking incredible.”
He claims my mouth again with deep and possessive strokes of his tongue, and his hips set a steady rhythm that completely places me under his spell.
I’m making love to Enzo.
The thought has emotions crashing through my chest while the heat from his body keeps me warm and the strength in his muscles makes me feel protected.
Everything is overwhelmingly intense, and nothing like when I gave him my virginity, because this is Enzo, finally giving me all of him.
Whoever he was with before me only got ice, where I’m given fire, passion, and love.
Our fingers lace together above my head as he braces himself over me, and when he thrusts, he angles up, hitting a spot that makes my head tilt back and my lips part.
His forehead drops to mine. “That’s it, bella mia. I want to feel you come around my cock.”
The words send more tingles racing through my body, and I arch as the tension in my abdomen and core keeps building.
Enzo’s expression turns fierce, and he begins to fill me with hard strokes, his body making mine jerk with every rough thrust.
Still, there’s no pain, and I turn to putty in his hold, my core clenching unbelievably hard before it feels like I explode. I swear I see brilliant sparks of light as my second orgasm hits, way more powerful than the first.
“Oh God,” I cry, my body straining against his, then he pushes his hand between us, and when he rubs my clit, I all but pass out from how intense and all-consuming the ecstasy is. “Ohhhh myyyy Goddddd,” I groan, my hands gripping his tightly as I hold on for dear life.
Enzo’s hips keep rolling, crashing over and over against me, then his movements grow jerky, and his breaths turn ragged.
I don’t look away for fear of missing a single moment as his expression tightens. He shifts slightly, and when he hits a spot deep inside me, pleasure scatters through me like electric bolts.
An evil but absolutely hot smirk settles on his face when he discovers that he’s just found my G-spot, and then I’m in for a wild ride as he fucks me senseless.
“Enzo!” I all but sob, the pleasure he’s forcing me to experience, making my toes curl and my vision go spotty.
It feels impossible to contain all the pleasure, and a cry is ripped from me. The world narrows to Enzo and the way he's holding me together while I come apart.
His breathing is harsh, his eyes hooded as he watches me, and when his body jerks, he slams incredibly hard into me. Once. Twice. And on the third thrust, he buries himself to the hilt and lets out an unbelievably hot groan as he comes.
I feel him grow even bigger inside me, and the satisfaction of knowing Enzo is coming deep in my body is something I didn’t know I needed until it happens.
My emotions turn chaotic at the speed of light, and when he slumps down on top of me and presses a kiss to my jaw, a sob bursts from me.
There’s no stopping the tears.
Letting go of my hands, he gathers me against his chest, his arms holding me tight while he peppers my cheeks with more kisses, catching each drop as it rolls from my eyes.
“Are you okay?” he asks, his voice raspy.
I nod while breathing through all the love I feel for him and the fullness in my heart. “I’m just so happy.”
His expression turns serious as he looks deep into my eyes. “I’m so fucking thankful it was me in that room, and even though I hate how it happened, I’m grateful I got to take your virginity.”
“Me too,” I whisper as I wipe my eyes with my palms.
“I love you, Rosie.”
My hands still as I meet his eyes again, then wrapping my arms around his neck, I press a tender kiss to his mouth. “I love you, Enzo.”
His lips tug at mine, and slowly he deepens the kiss and sweeps me away to a place where it’s only us. Minutes, hours… I have no idea how much time passes before he begins to fill me with deep thrusts.
The pleasure is instant, and once again it grows until Enzo wrings another orgasm from my body.