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“What am I doing right now?” He asked, pulling me tighter into his body.

Heat flushed my skin and I rolled my eyes playfully. “You know what I meant, Enzo. It’s not a complaint, just an observation. I just thought our summer together would be…different.”

Lorenzo nodded, licking his lips as his dark gaze roved over my face. “You said it yourself, it’s only been two weeks, sweetheart. We still have all summer.”

“Okay.”

“But just so we’re clear, I am so fucking attracted to you. It’s thereasonI haven’t touched you yet. But it looks like we need to change that.”

“Enzo…”

“Nah, I can’t have your pretty ass walking around this house or this town thinking I don’t want you when wanting you is all I do. I wake up hard every morning you’re in my bed, Goldyn. I’ve fucked my hand countless times after watching you and Sin together. There’s no part of me that isn’t attracted to you.”

As if to prove his point, his hardening length pressed against my center and pulled a gasp out of me.

“I want you so damn bad it hurts. But I didn’t want to overwhelm you, baby. I know this is your first time having two lovers and I wanted you and Sin to have your moment. Thatdoesn’t mean I don’t plan to fuck you every chance I get when you’re ready.”

“Whenyou’reready,” I corrected, my lips downturned in a pout I couldn’t help. I’d been ready for him since the second I rode his hand. I wanted him so bad my chest hurt at the thought of him not wanting me too. Forget everything I said about it not being a complaint.

Lorenzo’s kiss suspended my next thought and a sigh slipped past my lips before I knew it was happening. Full lips covered mine, teasing and sucking at my mouth until I opened and let him in. Then his tongue wrapped around mine, turning the rest of my thoughts to mush.

I didn’t know anything except the man kissing me and the bulge pressed against my lower stomach, a very present reminder of what he wouldn’t let me have.

“Lorenzo, we should go downstairs.”

“Why?” He nipped at the corner of my mouth then kissed my neck before letting his tongue lap at the cleavage peeking out of my sports bra.

His mouth felt so damn good on me I lost my train of thought four times before I finally gathered enough words. “Because you said I’m not ready.”

“I think I was wrong,” he hummed against my throat, kissing and sucking until I slumped against him.

My pussy thrummed with a pulse of her own and I didn’t know how to do anything but let him have his way with me.

Lorenzo pushed his hand into my unbuttoned slacks and cupped my leaking pussy.

“Fuck, I forgot you don’t wear panties.” Another kiss against my neck and I was ready to fall to my knees.

My breath stuttered as sensations assailed me and glued me to the spot. Even with Lorenzo’s other arm now loosened around my waist, I couldn’t move if I wanted to.

I wanted him to do everything he wanted to me.

His middle and ring fingers pushed past my folds and massaged my clit. Back and forth. Kissing me the whole time. Until I was slick enough that his fingertips got closer to my leaking entrance with every pump. Until my nails dug into his forearm. Until my breath came out in pants. Until I came all over his hand and realized my throat was raw when I tried to scream.

“Fuck, Enzo. I’m coming,” I sobbed.

“And look how pretty you are doing it.”

That was it. Those words threw me into another realm of pleasure and I collapsed against him, thankful for his quick reflexes because I would have been a puddle at his feet if he hadn’t caught me.

My knees shook.

My head spun.

And my body wouldn’t stop spasming around his hand.

It was so bad, I buried my face in his shirt, inhaling his scent to try and come down.

But Enzo wasn’t a man who played fair. The second I felt a semblance of peace, he shoved his fingers into my drenched pussy and drove them in and out, over and over. The heel of his hand stimulated my clit with every movement and then I was coming again, spurred on by the soundtrack of his fingers pumping in and out of me. And this time, tears did fall, and I didn’t give a fuck.