Page 84 of Twisted Embrace

I quickly took his cock into my mouth, expecting him to take full control. It didn’t take long until he shoved my head all the way down, my bottom lip touching his balls. A single strangled sound left my throat before I was able to relax my muscles. He sighed deeply in response, yanking my head up then pushing me down once again.

As he rolled into the balls of his feet, he jutted his hips forward again, driving his cock deep inside my mouth. I kept my gaze locked on his face, longing to see his changing expressions as his need continued to build. For such a cold and calculating man, the way his jaw clenched, his brow furrowing added to the excitement.

I could suck him every morning, waking him up with the delicious, sinful act. The thought spiraled in my mind, his body glistening from the beads of water, highlighting the glorious ink. I’d yet to ask him what every piece of art meant, although he would likely tell me I didn’t want to know the answers. But I did. I longed to learn everything about him. Just like he’d done with me, peppering me with questions that had caught me off guard.

In getting to know each other, our likes and dislikes, the passion had increased tenfold. The man left me breathless, my heart racing every time he took me savagely. He continued fucking my mouth, his actions becoming rougher with every thrust of his hips. I could tell he was close to coming, his entire body shaking as the need built to a precipice.

But I had a feeling I wouldn’t be rewarded with the taste of him, other than the delicious strings of pre-cum that had already filtered into my mouth.

Only seconds later, my thoughts became reality as he pulled me to my feet, his chest rising and falling, his eyes glassy as desire swept through him.

He wrapped his hand around the back of my neck, a slight grin forming across his mouth. “You know I need to fuck you.”

“Yes. Do it. Please.”

His smile was such a sweet reward as he shoved me against the tile wall, lifting me off my feet, forcing me to wrap my legs around his hips. There was no pretense, no hesitation before his cock found my pussy, the brutal thrust knocking the wind from my lungs.

“Oh. Yes…” I gripped his shoulders, holding on as I entwined my feet together. The second I closed my eyes I heard another growl.

“Look at me, baby. Never take your eyes off me. I want you to see what you do to me.”

I opened my eyes, languishing over the carved features on his face, the stark intensity in his eyes. He was a man who refused to take no for an answer, claiming me as if there was no other choice.

Breathless, tingles exploded in tiny vibrations skipping down the length of my body, the steam from the shower stealing my breath as much as his rough actions. He planted his hands on either side of me, not needing to hold me aloft, the weight of his body taking care of keeping me in place.

He slowed his actions, pulling out then driving into me with purpose. The angle was incredible, the tip of his cock hitting my G-spot. No man had ever done that before, nor had they provided the kind of unbridled ecstasy Enzo always managed. It was as if we were meant to be together.

I lolled my head, taking gasping breaths as the pleasure continued to build. Just clinging to him, tangling my fingers in his hair was exciting, pulling me closer to a pure moment of ecstasy. I wondered if he knew what he did to me, the powerful hold he had on both my body and my heart.

Even as the pleasure mounted into something exquisite, a moment of raw fear trapped my mind in a dark and dangerous place.

Something terrible was about to happen.

I was certain of it.

“Baby. Look at me,” he commanded and I hadn’t realized I’d faded into a vision.

As I jerked myself back, I wrapped my hand around his neck, lowering my head until our lips were pressed together. I craved all of him, needing the taste of his mouth. When I crushed my lips across his, he captured an intense moan. The way he pushed his tongue inside was just another reminder that I belonged to him.

He continued fucking me, taking his time as my muscles still struggled to accept his thick girth. I had no idea how long our bodies were entwined but as the heat continued to expand, my mind broken into a thousand pieces, I sensed he was close to coming.

I pulled back from the kiss, nipping his lower lip then squeezing my pussy muscles.

His eyes were hooded, every feature sharp as his actions became more brutal. As his body jerked, the tension increasing, I heard the words that I never believed I would hear.

“God, I love you. You’re mine. Never forget.”

As if the man would ever allow me to do so. He erupted deep inside, filling me with his seed, and as soon as he did, the ugly visions returned.

When I turned my head to the side, he used a single finger to ease my face toward his.

“What’s wrong?” His voice was full of concern.

“I don’t know. Something is… about to happen.”

“Don’t worry, baby. Nothing will ever hurt us again.”

While I knew he believed he was omnipotent as I’d teased before, there was no way to stop the inevitable.

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