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“Hmm,” he actually chuckles at me, his thumb now entering the fray. “Not quite like that.”
“Enzo,” I pant, trying again.
Still, he holds himself over me, his shoulder flexing as his arm moves rhythmically. I can’t hold on much longer.
“Enzo.” I’m breathing heavier now, so close. Closing my eyes, I let the moment take over. I’m done trying to convince him to give me more. I’m ready to justfeel.
My hands now grip the pure-white duvet cover beneath me. The unbelievable fact that I’m in bed with Enzo DeLuca, in Switzerland, as his fingers drive me expertly to the edge, is so stunning that my eyes fly open just as I begin to pulse into his hand, Enzo’s palm pressing over me.
“Enzo!”
That one was no kitten call. It was from the chest of the tiger he accuses me of being.
“That’s it,” he says, jumping from the bed as I revel in the aftereffects. “That’s what I’ve been waiting for.”
He didn’t just want to hear me say his name, he wanted me to scream it. I wish he’d just said that in the first place. But I’m too distracted to say so. Enzo’s jeans now lie in a heap on the floor, and he’s pulling down the very last barrier between us, and oh my.
“You’re huge,” I blurt before I get control of my mouth. I blame the orgasm.
The right corner of his lip curls up, but Enzo doesn’t respond. Why am I suddenly so nervous? This is crazy.
I notice the small package in his hand then. Enzo proceeds to roll a condom over his cock like a boss. When he moves back over me, I have no idea what to do or say as he looks into my eyes. That look . . .
Like he knows me, inside and out.
Like he wants me, more than I’ve ever been wanted.
Like he knows we’re both going to enjoy this. Tremendously.
I swallow hard.
His hand on my inner thigh jolts me back into conscious thinking. He’s pushing his fingers into me again, feeling to be sure I’m still wet, which, of course, I am.
I grab on for dear life.
He’s right there, poised to enter me.
“Yes?”
I love that he’s asking me that, even now.
But I answer anyway. “Hell yes.”
Before he’s fully inside me, the gravity of this moment makes it hard to actually breathe like a normal person. Seeing him on top of me like this, feeling him fully . . . and then he moves.
“You’re perfect,” he says, “so beautiful, Chari.”
“Kiss me,” I answer.
He does. And a splash becomes a tidal wave. Just like that, we go from slow and sweet to hot and frantic. His tongue plunges into my mouth as he mimics the movements down below, pumping harder and harder every time.
He slides a hand between us, but I don’t need him to stimulate me any further tonight—in fact, it would be painful if he did. So I pull his hand up and wrap my fingers through his. In response, Enzo pins my hand above my head and circles his hips.
I thrust up to meet him.
Again and again until my muscles tense everywhere. When he pulls away and looks down at me again, it’s the final straw. I can’t look into his smoldering eyes and feel his cock so deep inside me and keep it together.
So I don’t.
