Page 133 of See Me

“Why?” I jump in front of her again and close in on her to pin her back to the wall. “We had a good time, didn’t we?”

“We did. I just don’t do repeats. Sorry,babe.”

I plant a hand above her shoulder and lean in. “Don’t or won’t?”

“Is there a difference?”

I reach out and run a finger over her golden lips and look to see if it rubs off. My finger comes back clean. “Well, that’s disappointing.”

She eyes my finger and furrows a brow. “What?”

“I was hoping this would rub off so I could make my dick look like a unicorn horn.”

You. Did. Not. Just. Say. That. Out. Loud.

“And you assumed I would have your dick in my mouth at some point tonight?”

“Hoped, more like it.” Her eyes dart to my lips andholy shit it’s a signal. Don’t fuck this up. I grab her wrist and tug her to a door down the hall. “C’mere. I wanna show you something.”

“Enzo, just stop.” Her words say stop but she’s willingly walking behind me.

Another signal.

I pull her into the utility closet and shut the door behind me. I don’t bother turning the lights on before pinning her up against the door and kissing the fuck out of her. She doesn’t push me off, she doesn’t protest. She snakes her hands in my hair and moans into my mouth and my little soldier takes this as a full green light to thrust into her hip.

She pulls back and her head thuds on the door. “Enzo.”

My tongue runs a trail down her neck and my hands grip her hips. “Hmm?”

“We can’t.”

I circle the shell of her ear with my tongue and she shivers. “Sure we can.”

She moans deep in her throat. “We shouldn’t.”

My hand slides up her ribs to rest just below her breast. “Why?”

I kiss her neck and she tips her head to give me better access. “I told you, I don’t do repeats.”

“That’s a dumb rule.”

She arches her back, pushing her tits into my chest. “Not dumb.”

I rub my nose up the side of her face and into her hair, taking note of the sweet honey scent I still dream about. “I would understand if we didn’t match physically.” I grip the hair at the nape of her neck and fist her hair. “But if I remember correctly, you came like a freight train.” She palms my chest and slides her hands down to my abs. “Twice.”

“Exactly.” Her words come out breathy.

“That makes no sense.”

I tug on her hair and tip her head back, really wishing I had taken the time to turn the lights on so I could see the lust painted on her face. But no way in hell I’m breaking this sex bubble. I’ve jerked off to this imagery too many times. I thrust into her again and she throws a leg over my hip. I cup her thigh and run my hand up to grip her luscious ass.

Her dress hikes up around her waist and there aren’t enough layers between us to hide her wet heat. Her hands slide further down my stomach.

“You touch him, you finish him.” I laugh and she giggles in my ear. Her hand slides down and under my costume. The second her warm skin touches mine, I yank her panties to the side and enter her with two fingers.

“Enzo.”

“Look at how wet you are. You’ve been waiting for me all night, haven’t you?” Before she can answer I circle her clit with my thumb and stroke her hard and slow. Her hips thrust into my hand as she slides hers up and down my hard cock.

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