Page 55 of Bellini Bound

Anchoring my hands on her wide hips, I began to pump slowly, fucking against—not into—her cunt.

Fingernails pierced the flesh of my shoulders, digging in deeper each time I withdrew enough to nudge her clit with my tip before thrusting against it on reentry.

“Enzo.” My name fell from her lips like a prayer.

Fire licked a path up my spine, and I dropped my head to the crook of her neck, panting, “You feel so fucking good. Tell me you’re close.”

“Mm-hmm.” Her hips shifted, regardless of my command to keep still.

Gripping the base of my cock, I focused on using it to rub tight circles over her clit, racing to get her off before I exploded.

Allie’s moans jumped an octave at the sudden change. “Oh, God. Right there!Don’t stop!”

“That’s it, baby,” I coaxed roughly, doubling my efforts and barely hanging onto the thin thread of my control by the skin of my teeth. “Need you to come. Right. Fucking. Now.”

There was barely time to savor the breathtaking sight of Allie shattering on command because blinding pleasure tore through my nervous system, cum shooting wildly as my hips bucked, furiously chasing the high until I was empty and wrung out.

Ragged exhales had my chest lifting erratically. “Holy shit.”

Fingers carved a path through the short bristles of my hair. “Uh-huh.” She sounded as dazed as I felt.

At the risk of my ego taking a hit, I dared to ask, “How do your toys compare tothat?”

A giggle burst from my wife. “Less messy, that’s for sure.” She shoved gently at my chest. “I should probably clean up.”

Zapped of energy, it took a concentrated effort to push myself off the wall. “No.”

Allie reared back. “No?” she repeated. I went to tug her skirt down, and she batted at my hands. “Stop! What are you doing?”

Undeterred, I got her dress back in place and gave her ass a light smack. “You’re going to walk back out there with my cum covering every inch of your cunt, so that you remember with every step who you fucking belong to. Understood?”

A sound of stunned disbelief fell from her kiss-swollen lips, but beyond that, she remained mute.

“Understood?” I prompted, my tone brooking no argument.

“Understood,” she grumbled. Annoyed, she went to move past me toward the door. But as she did, her nose wrinkled adorably at the slimy sensation of our combined release between her legs, and I had to bite back a laugh as I tucked myself back into my pants.

As far as I was concerned, it was a small price to pay for poking the bear. And I couldn’t wait until the next time she tried it.

Chapter 15

Allie

Thisiscrazy.Thisis crazy. This is crazy.

After our little bathroom sexcapade, Enzo and I returned to our table in the VIP section to join a smug Summer and disgusted Gabi only long enough to let them know we were taking off.

We’d returned home, where I was escorted back to my room without so much as a chaste kiss after what we had shared at the club. And despite my earlier release, I was wound so tight that even a scalding hot shower did nothing to ease the undercurrent of tension beneath my skin.

The next hour was spent tossing and turning in bed as vivid memories of tonight’s events flashed through my mind on an endless loop.

Anger turning to lust like the flick of a switch.

Enzo’s hard body pressed against mine.

Being lifted into his arms like I weighed nothing.

His deep voice, threatening to withhold pleasure if I didn’t do exactly as he said.