There’s no reason to get triggered by having sex, but I’ve been alive for twenty-seven years, and no one’s ever cared about me or loved me or made love to me. So, it hurts.
I have to remind myself that I’m not alone anymore. Enzo wants me. He wants to move away with me and take me away from here for a better life.
But once Enzo starts really moving faster and harder, he takes me away from my spiraling, like he always does. I swear he’s magical. Of course he is because he’s an angel. Soon, I get lost in all the amazing sensations. He feels so good inside me, better than expected. And the pain is gone now that I’ve adapted to him.
“Fuck, what a perfect ass you have, baby. So smooth and bubbly, I just want to bite it all the time. And you wrapped around me… it’s fucking perfect.”
My body vibrates from his compliments.
I press myself lower into the floor, stretching out my hands to grasp the rug underneath me, but Enzo doesn’t give me a chance. He slips his strong arm around my chest and quickly lifts me, pressing my back against his front.
“I need more of you, baby,” he growls in my ear.
My skin bursts into a blanket of goosebumps. I reach behind me to grab his neck, and I rest my head against his shoulder.
“My beautiful bird,” he whispers.
I whimper at his words. They pull that emotion out of me again, but I don’t want to feel it right now. I just want to get lost in his cock and his protective body.
My balls are so heavy. I almost come when Enzo rolls over my prostate. But something keeps holding me back. Something keeps me from letting go. I’m honestly surprised I haven’t yet.
Touch.
I need his hand.
“Enny?”
“Yeah, baby…”
“Make me come… please.”
“Hmm, maybe I want you to hold it all in. Maybe I’ll stop to calm you down and then fuck you again. I can edge us both until we can’t take it anymore.”
I tremble at the thought, though I’m not sure if it’s because I’m turned on or terrified I won’t be able to orgasm yet. In the end, it doesn’t matter. Enzo can do whatever he wants to me. If he wants to edge me for a week, so be it.
Despite his words, he wraps his fingers around my swollen cock and slowly strokes me as he pumps into me. “When we’re done, do you want me to piss on you in the shower again? Would you like that?”
“Oh, my God. Yes… all of it. Give meeverything.”
“I love a needy bottom.”
Enzo strokes me harder and faster. His movements and thrusts are awkward as he focuses on me. My body suddenly freezes, and I explode cum over his hand. My toes curl, and a strangled cry escapes me.
“Yeah,” he says and nips my ear. “Watching you come is the fucking hottest thing.
With that, he lets me go and shoves me back down, none too gently, and fucks my ass hard and fast. His fingers are digging painfully into my sides, hard enough to leave bruises. It’s another way he marks me as his. A literal ‘hands off.’
Then it’s his turn to freeze as the first hot spurt of cum fills the condom. I can’t wait until he gets tested so he can fill me up. I hope he makes me wear his cum in public. It will be our naughty little secret.
I’m completely satiated and numb. I feel like my muscles have fallen asleep or something. My ass is still in the air when Enzo pulls out, stands, and tosses the condom into the garbage in the kitchen. The next thing I know, he’s lifting me into his arms and carrying me to the bathroom before setting me on my shaky legs and feet in the walk-in shower.
Before we run any water, I ease onto my knees, lift my face to him, and close my eyes.
“Not this time. Turn around and give me your ass.”
I get into the same position I had in the living room earlier, but this time, I spread my cheeks and expose mystretched hole to him. Soon, hot piss decorates my skin, then it fills me. God, I think I’m growing hard again.
“I never thought I’d be into this,” he says breathily. “I liked it the first time, but now I’m really digging it. I like covering you in my scent like some damn animal.”