Page 36 of The Forbidden Husband

And Enzo didn’t wait.

I found my front pressed into the shower wall as he grabbed my hips and lifted them. I braced my hands against the shower as he pressed his long hard length between my thighs.

Oh my…

He was so big.Toobig.

As my mind began drifting from a place of pure ecstasy, he leaned over my shoulder and nipped at my neck, whispering in my ear. “Are you going to be a good girl and take me, Aria? Or do I need to make you cum harder first?”

“Oh my God,” I moaned as he created friction between us, rubbing himself in a way that stimulated every part of my core.

He moved my hair across one shoulder before leaving scorching kisses down my back. When his fingers tightened inmy hair and pulled my head back into his chest, another spasm of need rocked through me.

It didn’t matter that he had made me cum already.

“Yes,” I cried out.

“Yes, what?”

“I want you inside me, Enzo. Yes.”

He continued teasing me as a deep chuckle wound its way all the way down my spine and sent another throb into my core.

He did something with his hips that sent his cock thrusting upward and into me, and every part of me tensed.

This… thishurt. I wasn’t expecting the pain of him entering me to feel like this—to bring the haze of need crashing to a halt.

But he seemed to expect it as a hand gently massaged me. He went in and out slowly, a bit further with each thrust.

“It’s going to feel good, Aria. Relax into me.”

His tone had been so hard with everything else he had said, but this sounded different. This was a comfort I hadn’t known I’d needed. I did as he instructed, bucking lightly into the tight circles he wound around my clit.

I hardly even noticed when he filled me entirely. The heavy, hard presence of him within me sent a deeper ache through me. A more consuming one. This was entirely unlike before. The edge of discomfort morphed into pleasure that felt more refined and erotic.

“It feels good,” I whispered.

“Does it hurt?”

“No, not at all,” I panted. “Oh my God, I’m going to—”

I didn’t even finish my words before Enzo grabbed both of my wrists and guided them to the shower’s railing. I bent and held it as he deepened his thrusts. Making them harder and faster. A tempo that drove me wild. I gasped as I felt the telltale signs of a final orgasm—one that would rock me in a way I wasn’t sure I could handle.

And Enzo seemed to realize it too. He thrust himself out of me in an instant, turning me and pressing my back into the same wall. He thrust back into me, and I gasped, eyes closed from the sheer gravity of my emotions.

My eyes shot open as he spoke. “You’re fucking mine and only mine, Aria.”

“Yes,” I cried out.

“Look at me when you cum.”

His eyes were wild with the same need I experienced with every ounce of my being.

Ieruptedfor him.

And Enzo… he did the same.

I ignored the expression that crossed his face as he came alongside me. The look of longing and need.

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