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“Off,” he commands.
Within a second, he’s tugging my dress off me.
His eyes darken at the newly exposed skin, and as I take off my bra, his clothes come off, giving me a show right before he positions himself on top of me.
We don’t even make it to the bedroom.
“God, Quinn,” he breathes into my ear as his erection grazes between my legs. “What are you doing to me?”
“Probably the same you are doing to me.” I moan. “I want this.”
“Tell me how bad you want it.”
I manage an incomprehensible moan, and the head of his cock pokes me gently.
“Fuck.”
“Mmm.” He’s savoring the moment. “Use your words, Quinn. Tell me where you want my cock.”
“Inside me,” I blurt. “Please, I need you inside me so bad.”
He holds me between his strong arms and pushes inside me, but just the tip. A tease.
“You’re so wet for me,” he grunts. “I’ll make you cum all over my cock.”
I expect him to continue going slow, but he surprises me by thrusting inside me, a low moan escaping both our lips at the action.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
He’s bigger than anyone I’ve ever had before, and it takes me a while to adjust to his thickness.
It hurts so good. He fills me up completely, pleasure rolling all over my body.
“You take me so well,” he groans against my ear.
I cling onto his shoulders, my nails digging in his back.
He has me completely at his mercy.
I begin thrusting my hips up and down to match his, and his grip on my waist tightens.
“Fuck, yes. Like that.”
It sets off something animalistic inside of him, and his thrusts get harder—faster.
I’m screaming so loud he has to put his hand over my mouth to quiet me.
My walls clench around him.
“Enzo… I… Fuck.” I bite into his shoulder.
“Cum for me,” he demands, thrusting into me even harder.
And I do. Like he can make me cum on command.
A couple of thrusts later, and he is joining me in ecstasy, groaning my name.
“Fuck,” the two of us breath out, collapsing beside each other.