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I’m stuck looking at her pussy. Staring. Admiring. It’s like the sight of her glistening, bare cunt has me stunned stupid. I can’t move. I reach out and run a single finger through her folds, bringing that finger to my mouth. I suck on it, finally getting a taste of her.

Fuck me.I’m completely fucked because there is no way I can give this up. It’s like the finest drug in the world. I want to get high off her essence as much as I possibly can.

“Are you sure you don’t have a thing for knife play?” I ask as I tug at the garter that’s holding a small blade to her inner thigh.

“It was the only place I could conceal it.” She shrugs.

“Most girls don’t walk around with concealed weapons.”

“I’m not most girls.” She smiles at me.

No, you are not. You’re my undoing.And I’m going to watch it happen with a fucking smile on my face.

Chapter Fourteen

Enzo Valentino swiping a finger through my pussy and tasting me has to be one of the most erotic things I’ve ever seen. Or perhaps that’s just Enzo. Initially, I thought he was cocky because of his last name. The money, the power that’s attached to it.

But now that I’ve seen his cock, which is beyond impressive, I understand where that cockiness and self-esteem are comingfrom. I didn’t realize how sexy confidence could be on someone. Then again, it’s highly possible that it’s just Enzo too. The forbidden fruit thing. He is literally one of the last people I should be naked with. The last person I should feel safe with. But I don’t think he’d hurt me.

He wouldn’t, would he?

My head screams at me to keep my guard up, while my heart is telling me to let go and enjoy the fall.

I’m not falling for him. This is a one-night thing.

“Enzo, I need you to be inside me,” I tell him, urging him to hurry it up. He’s just staring at my pussy and, honestly, I’m starting to get self-conscious about being laid out so bare for him.

“You can’t hurry one’s admiration of art, Kayleigh,” he tells me. “This pussy of yours,of mine, is a fucking work of art. Molded to perfection. So damn pretty, delicious. Mine,” he growls the last word, and I feel a gush of wetness seep out of me. I can’t be held accountable for how my body reacts to his words. Or how the thought of being his isn’t horrible.

Wrong, yes. Horrible, no.

Enzo finally takes the condom from my hand, ripping into the foil with his teeth. “Just remember, when you struggle to walk tomorrow, you asked for this. You unleashed the beast,” he says.

“I think I can handle you. Give me your best.” I wrap my legs around his waist and lock my ankles together.

Enzo rolls the condom down his shaft. “This is round one, just so you know. There will be more.”

“Mhmm, maybe all this talking is because, well, you know how the saying goes…Those who can’t, teach…” I tease.

“You doubting my ability to fuck you into oblivion only makes me want to fuck you harder,” he grunts as he lines the tip of his cock up with my entrance. “Are you ready for me?”

As if he can’t tell how wet I am. “More than ready.” I pull him into me, using my legs as leverage. His cock slides in, stretching me to a point it’s slightly painful.

Enzo stops, his eyes searing through mine. “As much as I want to fuck you into next week, I don’t actually want to hurt you. It’s okay to slow down.”

“I don’t want this to be slow. I want what you promised me. I want to forget my own name. I want to lose myself in you and not think about anything else.”

“As you wish,” he says while slowly moving into me farther. “Just give yourself a minute to adjust. Let this pussy have time to acquaint herself with her new master.”

My face scrunches up. “You did not just say that.” I laugh.

“I did.” He shrugs. “But I also got you to relax. Seems you like the idea of my cock owning this tight fucking cunt of yours.” He sinks all the way inside me and stills. “Fuck, you’re tight,” he grits between clenched teeth.

“Sorry?” I’m not sure if I should be or not.

“That’s not something you need to apologize for, babe. It’s a good thing. You have done this before, right?” he asks.

“Of course I have,” I tell him. “You’re just… bigger than what I’ve had inside me before.”

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