Page 30 of Bound to the Enforcer

"You sass me, and I punish you."

Her eyes shine. I lower my mouth onto her free nipple and nip and suck at the taught pink thing. I use my other hand to knead her breasts. Her hands thread their way into my strands, and she pulls on them hard, so hard that I feel the faint throbfrom the follicles. In response, I bite down on her breasts hard, to which she moans and screams.

"Alessio!"

"You feel divine, Sophia." I pull my mouth from her breasts, my saliva coating her skin. I work her body. In and out my cock moves within her, her legs wide around my waist, her hips lifting up off the mattress, allowing me to get an even better angle.

"Ah!" I hiss and feel my cock go even deeper. Shit. She will ruin me for anyone else. There will never be anyone who meets half of what she is doing to my body.

"My turn," she pants, her breasts wild and bouncing. She unwinds her legs and then pushes my shoulders back. "I want to ride you."

My little hesitant wallflower is taking charge in the bedroom, and I find that so fucking sexy. Her eyes darken with hunger, the kind that you would only see in a starved human. I allow her to flip us over, not once do we break contact.

She bounces on my cock. She cups her breasts and massages them as she takes our bodies into the great abyss. The small little strands of her hair cling to her forehead, the humidity from the room wetting our skin.

"Ride my dick, baby." My hand comes down on her perky little ass. "Ride it! Take it!"

She lifts higher and then slams back down on my cock. Her eyes squeeze shut, her walls closing in on my cock. I can feel her nearing her end, and I am not far behind.

"Mhm, fuck your cock is big. Shit!"

I grab on to her hips and meet her with every bounce she is willing to give me. We only manage a few more before our orgasms find us, and she collapses onto me with a loud cry.

"Fuck!" I roar.

We ride out our orgasms. The plume of lust and passion still covers as we crescendo to our song. The sweet melody our bodiescreated slowly comes to an end, and we are left raw, spent and satiated.

I knew better than to cross this line with her. She is not something that you can experience once and be done. She is the kind of woman that is felt over and over again. But this has to be it. This night has to be the only time that we do this. But I know that deep down within myself that this will not be the only time, and that makes me worry about what lies ahead.

I just hope that when the sun rises tomorrow, we will be able to get past this.

Chapter Nine

Sophia

The sheets are a tangled mess around us. His arm rests over my waist, and for a moment, I think he's still asleep. But then it shifts—tentative at first, as if testing the weight of what just happened. Slowly, Alessio pulls away, the warmth of his body disappearing with him.

I sit up, the cool morning air biting against my skin. He's already halfway dressed, his shirt wrinkled as he pulls it over his head. There's a tension in his movements—controlled, purposeful, and distant.

"You think this was a mistake," I say.

He stops, his back still to me. "We have bigger problems than this," he mutters.

"That's not an answer."

He finally turns, his face hard. "You're right. It shouldn't have happened."

The words hit like a slap, but I refuse to let him see the sting. "It was just sex, Alessio. We can let this just be sex, okay?"

Something flashes in his eyes, but he doesn't speak. He simply nods his head and continues getting himself presentable.

I press the sheets into my naked chest and watch him get ready. I can't help but to feel this large knot in the middle of my chest. I knew what this was going into it. And yet still, here I am, feeling like I am being discarded to the side like I mean nothing.

Don't you dare cry, I scold myself internally. The last thing that I need is to come undone in front of the man I decided to hook up with last night.

"Get dressed. We have work to do," he shoots over his shoulder as he walks to the door. He doesn't wait for me to speak. He gets up from his position, and he makes his way out the door, leaving me.

Well, I guess last night didn't change anything after all.

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