“Fuck my finger,” I demand, gritting my teeth as I watch her eyes light up like a fireworks show. With one hand wrapped around her chin to keep her eyes on mine, I slam my finger into her over and over again until she finds her own rhythm.
“I need more,” Panting, she pleads with me to give her what she wants.
“Beg for it… Show me what that sweet pussy of yours wants,” I say, nipping at her lip. A frustrated sigh erupts from within her, and her movements become jerky.
“Beg for it, and I’ll give you what you crave. You know my cock only wants you,” I murmur on the verge of coming myself. She’s a goddess, and her body works in so many fucking mysterious ways. I know I said I wanted her to control the pace and to be in control, but that was before she said what she said.
“Please, Enzo…” she cries out… begging, pleading, and giving me exactly what I want.
“Please, what? You want me to fuck that dirty cunt of yours? You want my cum to fill you to the brim? Do you?” I smirk, adjusting myself for her entrance the moment the words escape her lips.
“Please, fuck me… Fuck me now!”
“Now, now. Don’t make demands, my greedy girl,” I growl at her, withdrawing my finger before sliding deep into her pussy. One swift movement is all it takes to get her mouth to shut. My body shudders with the need to slam into her repeatedly, but I stand my ground, relishing every jerk and clench of her body.
Our bodies connect, and a blissful kind of peace overcomes me. She slides over my cock slowly, and I take the time to explore her body, leaving a path of fiery kisses over every inch of her body.
“Ahhh… Ahh…” she exclaims, her hips moving in motion with mine as I lie back slowly to watch her work her magic.
“Fuck, yeah,” I hiss out, my hands moving to her hips. Our flesh is smacking against one another as she fucks me into oblivion. Her walls clamp onto my cock like a vise as I continue to push into her deeper than I ever have before.
“Never enough… Never enough…” I say breathlessly as my cum hits the back of her pussy, and my toes curl. They literally fucking curl.
Amara’s body slumps against mine as we both come down from our highs, listening to one another’s hearts beat.
One of my hands moves of its own accord as if it has been doing this for years. I push the hair off her shoulder and rub small circles into her back.
She is all fucking mine, and I’m the luckiest man in the world. I lost everything, but I don’t care—because I found my home in her arms.
“Promise me, through all of this, even if Mack wins, you’ll run. You’ll push on for something more because both you and I know someone’s going to die. Death is inevitable in the world we live in, and even if I die, I just want to know you will find your peace.”
If all else fails, peace is what I want her to have. I want her to be able to move on without me.
“If I promise this to you, then you have to promise the same to me. It’s not just your life on the line but both of ours.” She’s right, but she doesn’t realize I would do everything in my power to make sure she makes it out, even if it meant giving up my own life for hers.
“I promise,” I lie. I can’t promise something like that. Hopefully, it never comes down to that, but if it does, I’ll die for her. And if I fail, and Amara dies before me, there will be no moving on, no peace, no me without her.
“Good,” she mumbles into my chest.
“I love you,” I whisper into her hair, never feeling so content in my life. She doesn’t say it back, but she doesn’t need to. Her letting me hold her like this is all I need right now.9AmaraDirt everywhere I look—dark, damp, and filthy dirt. The walls are closing in on me, and there is nothing I can do. I’m back in the hole, cold, and alone. Shivering and scared, even though I try my hardest not to be. Hoping every day that Enzo will come for me, that he will find me and take me away from this place.
My body shudders against another, and for a moment, I forget where I am. Confused, I realize I’m wrapped in a casing of warmth. Memories swirl in my mind, past and present intertwining before the dream ends, and I’m back in the here and now.
Opening my eyes, I take in the bedroom, reminding myself that it’s over. My prayers were answered. I’m safe, back in Enzo’s arms.