“You’re so big,” I choke. Thunder reverberates through his chest, and I think he’s becoming unhinged.
“And you’re going to fucking take it,” he snarls.
Trapping my bottom lip between my teeth, I readjust my position. I plant my feet on the stone and spread my legs wide, as if I’m crouching over him. His eyes glaze over while I balance myself on his rigid stomach.
With this new angle, he will see just how well I can take him.
Then, I rise up to the tip and slam back down on him, causing his head to drop back, the water grazing his hair. A cry leaves my throat, only this time, it doesn’t hurt.
“Yes,” he encourages, lifting his head once more. “Fuck me just like that, good girl.”
My eyes threaten to find a new home in the back of my skull when I repeat the movement, finding a steady pace that sends trembles rolling down my spine. If this man were my kingdom, I’d sit on this throne for fucking eternity.
Gnashing his teeth, he rises to lean on one elbow while his other hand grips the back of my neck and pulls me into him. It creates the perfect amount of friction between his pelvis and my clit, and a gargled moan leaves my lips in response.
“That’s it,” he purrs. “Just like that,bella.Cazzo, quanto mi fai godere.”
I’ve no idea what that means, butJesus, the way he speaks should be illegal—it’s fucking heart-attack-inducing. I draw up and slam down again, over and over, until a cyclone is forming in the pit of my stomach.
It doesn’t take long before he’s pumping his hips and meeting my thrusts in earnest. His mouth hangs open, with his brows pinched and eyes locked between our thighs. It’s the most erotic sight I’ve ever seen, and I’ll be fucking sad to see it go.
“Come here,” he rasps. Hand still gripping my nape, he pulls me down until I’m lying flat on his chest, and my knees are tucked into his sides.
He bends his legs and plants his feet on the stone. For a moment, he pauses. My mouth is suspended over his, still being held hostage from the hand on my neck as he peers up at me with a devilish glint in his eyes.
“Are you ready?”
No.“Yes,” I whisper.
There’s a slight knowing curl to his lips, and before I can find any victory in bringing out a half-ass smile, he’s grabbing my hips and burying himself inside of me.
My eyes pop open, a gasp leaving my lips from the new angle, any victory quickly forgotten.
Of course, he gives me no reprieve. Instead, he anchors my hips down as he fucks me. My hand slaps on the wet rock to brace myself, a staccato cry bouncing off the hollow cave walls.
Hot breath fans across the shell of my ear as his lips tease the sensitive skin. “Still think you can handle me?” he asks, voice tight and uneven from exertion and pleasure.
God, no.
Except I can’t get a word out edgewise, the orgasm churning low in my stomach growing more demanding.
“You know what I think? You take me so fucking good. But I want to see how good you take me after you’ve been coming around my cock for hours.”
I wouldn’t survive that.
My moans slowly bleed into screams, and the rock floor is beginning to tear into my knees, but the pain only intensifies the pleasure.
One of his hands dives into my hair, fisting my curls tightly and forcing my head back. His teeth clamp down on my neck a moment later, wringing another cry from my lips.
Stars form in my vision, and I’m so fucking close to exploding all over again.
“Enzo,” I plead.
“Lift up,” he orders. I listen, straightening my spine and seeking balance on his abs once more.
“Touch yourself,bella.Rub your clit and let me feel how tight your pussy gets when you come.”
He continues to pump inside me while my hand drifts to the apex of my thighs, finding my clit and rubbing firmly. My head kicks back, his name falling from my lips as if he’s the one touching me.