“God, I’m so close.” And if he prevents me from coming again, it’s him I’m going to kill.
“Come, Kai.”
I do at the vibration of his words. I explode on his face. My cum is drenching his lips, and my cries are shaking the yacht until I’m sure everyone aboard can hear my screams.
I relax back against the glass wall, unable to catch my breath, and my heart hammering in my chest.
“I’m not done with you yet, beautiful.”
“I don’t know if I can handle any more. I’ve never had an orgasm so powerful as that one.”
“It’s because I denied you so many times. But you are about to have another one.”
He slides me down the wall, and I wrap my legs around his waist as he gently tastes my lips.
I taste my cum on his face. I taste too sweet.
“Like how you taste?” he asks.
“Yes.”
“Good girl.”
He retrieves a condom while holding me up with his other hand. I undo his jeans and push his clothes off as his hard cock springs free, and suddenly I forget about the earth-shattering orgasm I had a moment before. I’ve never wanted his cock more.
“Hurry,” I pant at the sight.
His eyes lust in a deep darkness of want. No man has ever looked at me like Enzo does. Nobody sees me for me. Nobody demands so much from me. Nobody loves me like him.
His sheaths his thick veiny cock with the condom and then thrusts fully into me in one long stroke.
“Fuck!” my nails dig into Enzo’s shoulders until I’m sure I’m drawing blood. My mouth devours his as I continue to scream my pleasure into his mouth. My legs squeeze until I’m sure he has trouble breathing.
Enzo doesn’t move once he’s inside me. He waits for me to adjust to him. Adjust to taking all of him and it never being enough. I want more. I want his cock every damn day. And I want to be the one that claims the invisible ruthless Black’s heart.
“You with me, baby?” he asks.
“Yes, I’m with you. Always.”
His tongue slowly traces my swollen bottom lip, teasing me before dipping it into my mouth. I realize he’s waiting to see if I’m still fully with him or if I’ve noticed the rocking of the ship has worsened as we’ve picked up speed.
“I’m here. I don’t care about anything but this.”
His eyes move back and forth, searching for the truth.
I smile. “I won’t shut you out again. I’m here, truth or lies?”
He smiles. “Fucking truth.”
And then he thrusts, fucking me like he’s wanted to since we got in his car this morning.
His eyes lock on mine as he thrusts, both of us finding a rhythm together as we move in unison. His eyes tell me everything his mouth never will.
How beautiful he finds me.
How much he likes my fighting spirit.
How much he loves me.