Page 16 of Elusive Enforcer

FLORENCE

Iflop over in bed, expecting Lorenzo to be right next to me. We fell asleep in each other's arms last night, but apparently, he's already up. I frown and then smile when I hear him rummaging around the small kitchen, Sprinkle's meows peppering the air as he voices his concerns to Lorenzo.

He didn’t leave me, he’s trying to make me breakfast.

I hop out of bed and pull on the black t-shirt Lorenzo was wearing last night. Sure enough, my man is in the kitchen, fiddling with the coffee maker and staring at it as if it’s the dashboard of a spaceship.

“Making me coffee?” I ask. Sprinkles immediately runs up to me and I scoop up the little furball, cradling him in my arms.

Lorenzo’s entire face lights up when he sees me, his lips pulling into a smile as his deep brown eyes glow with warmth. I’ve only known this man for a few days, but I already trust him more than anyone in my life. He can’t fake that look. He might not love me yet, but I’m already so far gone for him it’s ridiculous.

“Attempting to,” he finally answers. Sprinkles gives him a grumpy littlemew, which makes Lorenzo narrow his eyes atmy cat. “It’s not like you were any help,” he says, addressing Sprinkles directly.

I giggle at his silliness, loving this softer, more playful side to the man who turned my whole world upside down last night. I'm rewarded with the most adorable smile as if he's slightly embarrassed for talking to my cat like a human. Little does he know, it only makes me love him more.

I grab a can of wet food for Sprinkles, hoping to distract him for a bit.

After washing my hands, Lorenzo steps up behind me and places his hands on my hips, spinning me around to face him. I look up into those deep brown eyes filled with so many emotions. Before I get a chance to figure any of them out, Lorenzo presses a kiss to my forehead and nose, then takes my lips in an all-consuming kiss that has me gasping for air once we break apart. He tries stepping away from me, but I need more.

I slide my hands under the hem of his shirt, my fingers roaming over his torso, abs, and back before dipping lower. I palm his thick cock, trembling when I remember how incredible it felt last night.

“Florence… Fuck, I can’t wait,” he groans into my neck before nipping the skin and then licking away the sting.

I'm not sure what he means, but then he picks me up, wrapping my legs around his hips while he walks us backward five steps, setting me down on the kitchen counter. Lorenzo licks and nips his way down my neck, in between my breasts, covered by the shirt I’m wearing. He drags his lips over my stomach and then kneels in front of me, hiking the hem of the shirt up my thighs.

"Lay back, beautiful. Let me taste what's mine," he grunts. Lorenzo lays one large hand over my lower abdomen and urges me to lie down on the counter.

“Wait, I want to watch.” Those brown eyes darken and his nostrils flare.

“So fucking sexy. Prop yourself up on your elbows, baby, and enjoy the show.”

With that, he grabs my hips and jerks me so my ass is on the edge of the counter. Lorenzo digs his nose in between my legs, parting my folds with the tip of his nose. The next thing I know, he slings my legs over his shoulders before shoving his face in my pussy.

“Oh! Lorenzo, god, I…”

My senses are flooded, overwhelmed in the best way possible. His tongue darts in and out of my entrance, his nose circles my clit, and his stubble tickles the insides of my thighs. When he growls into my pussy, I gush for him, making him growl again.

Lorenzo lifts his head and I stare down at him from between my legs. He’s covered in my juices and it makes me moan just looking at him. He loves it. I love it.

His hands hold me steady when my hips jerk involuntarily, shaking with the pressure, the pleasure. Lorenzo sucks on my folds, first one side, and then the other. He turns his head and nips at my inner thigh, then kisses the sting away. He gives the same attention to my other thigh and then licks up my slit. He's avoiding my clit, licking me everywhere except where I need him most.

“Delicious,” he groans, staring right at my core. Damn. I don’t what it is about that that turns me on so much, but swollen channel pulses under his scrutiny.

“Jesus, you’re throbbing for me.”

“Please,” I try finding my voice but it’s barely a whisper.

Lorenzo grins and then dips his head, working me up again. I feel him everywhere, my clit, my slit, my hole. He never stays in one place for too long, surprising me each time his tongue landson any part of my skin. My juices drip all the way down to my back entrance, tickling me and causing me to cry out. Lorenzo’s tongue follows the trail, licking my ass and causing me to jump. He chuckles and resumes his attack on every single part of my cunt.

My head falls down to the counter as I grab his hair, riding his face, needing to find release for the orgasm he’s been teasing me with for what feels like hours. He sucks my clit into his mouth, rolling it in between his teeth, and I break.

“Yes! Oh, yes, ohmygod,” I scream. He licks me through my orgasm, sending me up and over, again and again. “God, I can’t… I can’t stop,” I cry out, gripping his hair.

I tremble as I come, pleasure rolling through my body and blocking out all thoughts. All sights. All sounds. The world disappears and there’s nothing left but my body gushing for him as he demands my orgasm.

Every bit of strength has been wrung out of my bones, and now drips down Lorenzo’s chin. He stands up and leans over me, kissing me long and deep. I taste myself on him, which is so much hotter than I thought it would be. He tries to pull away, but my mouth follows his. I bite his soft lips and lick my juices off of the tip of his nose.

“Fuck,” Lorenzo growls, gathering me up in his arms and kissing me wildly. “You like that? Like when I kiss both of your lips?”

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