Page 47 of Run to Me
“Oh God,” I moan.
“You have no fucking idea how wild you’ve been driving me, walking ‘round this apartment in your little shorts, those goddamn tank tops that show your nipples perfectly since you’re soaverse to wearing bras. You’re so fucking gorgeous that sometimes I still can’t quite believe you’re real.”
Instead of taking off my shorts like I expect him too, he runs a finger from the middle of the waistband right down to my pussy before stroking his way back up. A shiver of anticipation runs through me when he passes over my clit, and I could pass out from need. I’m a panting mess while he seems perfectly composed.
“I’ve wondered how easy it would be to pull these short to the side, you’re such a tease, Robyn. It’s almost like you’ve been walking around here, begging me to fuckingsnap,to lose all control and just let go. Is that what you wanted, angel? Did you need me as much I needed you?”
He peers up at me expectantly, his chocolate brown eyes sparkling, jaw tense like he’s barely holding on, his hair is mussed up from where I’ve run my fingers through it. He’s a freaking work of art.
“Yes. My God, I’ve needed you, Enzo,” I whisper, and he lets out a guttural moan before he dips his head down and simultaneously pulls my shorts to the side. There’s a flicker of delight in his gaze when he realizes I’m not wearing panties, but that soon changes to a look of hunger, and he runs a tentative lick across my slit.
My body jerks involuntarily and he presses a hand down on my stomach to keep me in place as he presses a finger inside me at the same time.
“Fuck, angel,” he rasps. “You taste so fucking sweet, you taste like you’re mine.” He keeps pumping his finger in and out, in andout before he brings his lips down to my clit and sucks. A wave crashes through me and I know I’m close.
“Enzo,” I whimper.
“Come for me angel, I need to taste it,” he murmurs against me, and my body responds on its own. I have no choice but to let go and be pulled under. It’s the most intense orgasm I’ve ever experienced, I feel like I’m free-falling and I can only hope that Enzo will catch me as I crash land.
I must black out, because the next thing I know, Enzo is peppering kisses across my chin and cheek, whispering my name.
My eyes flicker open, and my gaze connects with his, he’s wearing a sweet smile and I wish I could see that smile every single day. He’s breathtakingly beautiful, and for right now, he’s mine.
“You with me?”
“I’m with you,” I whisper, and we both know I don’t just mean in this moment. I’m in this with him until the bitter, heart shattering end.
“You wanna sleep?” he murmurs, and I refrain from rolling my eyes.
“Not a chance. You told me I was yours. I think it’s about time you show me exactly what that means.”
That sweet smile shifts into a cocky smirk, and then he’s pulling away from me to stand. I watch in rapid fascination as he slowly unzips his jeans and pulls them down his legs, leaving him in his boxers. I raise a brow, wanting him to continue and he shakes his head with a chuckle.
He pulls them down just as slowly before he readjusts to his full height. His cock bobs in front of me and I can feel the blood draining from my face at the sight of him. His dick isn’t just big, it’s freaking huge. Bigger than I’ve seen, and it’s not until I start crawling across the bed towards him that I see the glint of metal on the underside of his length.
Oh shit.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Enzo
Igrin with satisfaction as my girl’s eyes widen and her face pales when she comes face to face with my dick.
I have a big dick, that’s just a fact. I’m sure she knew that already considering she’d already ground that pretty little pussy of hers against it. But I’m sure she wasn’t expecting the eight piercings I have running along the underside.
I guess that little tid-bit was a surprise, though I’m confident that she’s going to love them. I reach down and give myself a tug as she crawls across the bed towards me, her gaze pinned to my dick like she can’t take her eyes of it. Fuck, this girl is fucking great for my ego.
I could come from just the look in her eyes alone. Eating her pussy was torture in the best of ways. She tasted so good, and I could have easily just let go and come right there and then. I want nothing more than to see my angel on her knees before me as she swallows my cock, but now is not the fucking time.
Right now I need to be inside her, I need to feel that wet heat squeezing around me, I need to hear her moans as she comes undone around me.
“You’re pierced,” she breathes.
I chuckle. “Yeah angel, I am,” I murmur as I stalk back over to the bed. I lie down and pull her to straddle me quicker than she can blink, and she lets out an adorable squeal in surprise.
“You’re huge, Enzo. There’s no way that thing is fitting inside me, and what… Will they hurt? I’ve never been with anyone with…them,” she says shyly, unknowingly sending me into a momentary rage at the thought of her being with another man. I make a mental note to get the names of every single person she’s ever been intimate with so I can get rid of each and every one of them. I can’t live in a world where another man knows what my girl feels like. Not happening.
“I’d never let anything hurt you, Robyn. Not even me. Are you on the pill? I have condoms around here somewhere… and I’m clean, I just don’t know if you want to…” I trail off, knowing she’ll be able to read between the lines.