Page 17 of Elusive Enforcer

“Yeah,” I gasp before he bites my shoulder.

“Jesus Christ, I want to devour every inch of you.”

“Yes, please,” I say in between gasps of air. “Do that to me.”

Lorenzo makes some sort of strangled sound in the back of his throat and then throws me over his shoulder.

“Lorenzo!” I shriek, surprised by his caveman move.

He grunts, completing the whole caveman routine. I giggle and then shriek again when he tosses me down on the bed.

Lorenzo strips in record time and then pulls me up, getting me naked as fast as possible. I feel his hands everywhere, skimming over my shoulders, squeezing my breasts, trickling down my ribs, gripping my hips, and finally massaging my ass, pulling me closer to him so I can feel every solid inch of his need.

“I can’t go slow, baby. I need you.”

I nod and grab his hair, pulling him down into a wild kiss. I get lost as our tongues tangle, and when I open my eyes again, I’m flat on my back on the bed, with Lorenzo leaning over me.

“Spread those legs for me, kitten. Need to be inside of you, right the fuck now.”

I open for him, offering my body up so he can use me however he wants. He slams his dick into me with a roar, splitting me in two.

I love it. Love feeling his raw power, love knowing he needs me like this, love being able to provide this release for him.

Lorenzo continues to piston in and out of me, grunting with each thrust. I wrap my legs around him and press my heels into the backs of his thighs, encouraging him to go deeper.

“I don’t want to hurt you, baby,” he grunts, clearly struggling to hold himself back.

“I’m not going to break,” I tell him.

“I’m not worried about you breaking. You’re the strongest person I know.”

“Then prove it,” I challenge him.

Lorenzo’s eyes grow dark, his nostrils flare, and his jaw tenses as he picks up speed.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck yes. Jesus,” he mumbles before dipping his head down to suck on my breasts.

I cry out and arch my back, pressing my chest closer to him. Lorenzo bites and sucks on my nipples, his stubble scraping the sensitive skin. He’s rough, unleashed, and perfect. Each time he hits the end of me I think I'm going to blackout from pleasure. Ididn't know my body could take all of this, but I want to see how far it will go.

Lorenzo pops off my breast and kisses up my neck, sinking his teeth into my shoulder again, marking me. I scratch his back, leaving my mark on him as well. He growls and takes my lip in between his teeth, tugging on it before diving into my mouth with a possessive kiss.

I hang on for dear life as he fucks me harder, tilting his hips and hitting that spot that drives me crazy. Lorenzo rests his forehead on mine, the sweet gesture in such contrast to the way he's ripping me apart with the rest of his body.

“Look at me,” he demands.

I open my eyes and see him staring at me, looking into the very depths of my being. It’s so intense, so everything. Our skin slaps together as we both moan, sweating, breathing as one.

“Fucking come for me, Florence. Need to feel that cunt squeeze me nice and hard. Do it now,” he growls.

His words are my breaking point. My orgasm slams into me so hard I can’t breathe. I throw my head back in a silent scream as he fucks the air right out of my lungs. It’s almost too much.

“Breathe for me, beautiful,” he whispers into the shell of my ear.

I whimper and gasp for air, the oxygen flooding my veins, bringing awareness to every part of my body as Lorenzo continues to thrust in and out of me. One orgasm rolls into another. I cry out using words I don’t even understand. His name in a thousand tongues. I come so fucking hard. There’s no strength left inside of me, but he moves my legs onto his shoulders and grabs my hips, fucking into me deeper than ever before.

“Jesus, fuck, Florence, so fucking tight for me. So fucking wet.”

I lift my arms above my head and grab onto the headboard, steadying myself as he pounds into me, over and over.

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