His lips and teeth bit into my neck just as his thumb pressed into me. This time he didn’t make any pointed comments about my new vocabulary. And I was glad. Because i had never felt anything so good in all my life and i didn’t want one single thing to spoil these wonderful new sensations.My body begged for more of his touch. Threading my fingers through his hair, i bit and sucked at his lips as the first waves of an orgasm crashed over me, i thought i tasted blood, and i didn’t know if it was mime or his, but it didn’t matter. I didn’t care. All i could concentrate on, all I wanted to think about, ever again, was the incredible pleasure of Enzo touching me.Enzo loving me.Enzo making me come like this again and again and again.When my orgasm was on its final legs, Enzo pulled off his boxers. His incredible penis jutted out at me beneath the water and i wrapped my fingers around it, sighing with satisfaction at the throbbing, hot weight of him in my hand.Being with Enzo like this,
Enzo's POVAs I continued pounding my cock into Diana's tight wet pussy, i picture Josh's big, lumbering, football-playing body impaling Diana in their bed filled me with rage.But what really killed me, absolutely crucified me, was the fact that I had just experienced the most sexually fulfilling fuck of my life.Hadn’t I been with some of the world’s most beautiful women? Underwear models that put Barbie to shame, movie stars whose perfection created the latest craze in nose jobs and cheekbones, lush women who made Kim Kardashian look like a wallflower.So why was it that one too-thin woman, with enough lines around her mouth at thirty-two to prove just how uptight she was, had to be the only woman who had ever truly driven me insane?Fortunately, i wasn’t a dumb little twenty-one-year-old kid, I'd come to Stanford tonight for closure. Like hell if I was leaving without it.Diana's limbs were wrapped tightly around my neck, his waist, her face was pressed into my neck and she was pa
I watched her struggle with my coldness. And yet, she still ate up my nakedness, need flaring up in her eyes.Forcing myself to turn away from her obvious desire, i reminded myself that this was what i had wanted. For us to end their relationship once and for all.Only this time, we were ending things on my terms.Fighting my protective instincts every step of the way, I said, “Get dressed,” pulling on my own pants over my naked, wet skin as if giving her step-by-step instructions.But Diana was racked with shivers, as she held her arms tightly around her waist, hiding her breasts from me. “I…I’m all…”Seemingly too cold and distraught to finish her sentence, I felt like she was imploring me with her big doe eyes to help her out.No way.I raised an eyebrow and waited.Finally something inside the woman I craved for no good reason snapped. “I’m all wet!” she yelled.“Wet! Iam soak through my dress and my underwear is ruined and if you don’t want anyone to find out about this you’d bet
Enzo had given me that gift tonight. The gift of pleasure. Of satisfaction. Of finally knowing what giving myself to a man, body and soul, was supposed to be like.Sliding down under the steaming water, i groaned with pleasure, feeling so much bolder than I had ever been before, i placed my hand over her pussy and summoned up a picture of enzo in my mind.' Tell me what you want' he had said.My fingers trembled as i found my most sensitive spot and started rubbing small, light circles.Slick wetness flooded between my legs and seemingly of its own volition, my other hand found my breast.'What do you want me to do to your pussy?'Heat rushed through me, Aching, desperate arousal. Arching my body into my hand, i threw her head back and cried out his name as I rubbed faster and shudders racked through my entire body.Still in a daze, i dried off and crawled naked under my covers, falling into a deep, dreamless sleep.I woke to the insistent bleeping of my cell phone. It was Maddy, it h
I noticed that my mother took a step back as she asked the question, obviously more afraid of catching something from her daughter than she was concerned about me having an actual illness.“No,” i began, but then i realized that i did in fact look different, my passionate, wild night with Enzo, i could hardly say his name in my head without blushing and breaking out in a sweat—must have changed me on the outside, just as it had irreparably changed me on the inside. And if i didn’t plead illness, what would i say?'Oh, you know how it is, Mother, when you spend the night having sex with an old flame in public, you just glow a little bit more than usual'A wild giggle threatened to erupt from my mouth. If i ever dared to say something like that to my mother, the earth would surely open up and swallow me whole.“Diana?” Amy said, her tone sharp. “I’m waiting for your answer.”I feigned a cough into my hand. “I might just be a tad under the weather.”“If only josh were still here to take
I picked up my fork and small talk commenced again, mostly centering on how good josh had looked last week when my father took care of some business with him. My parents still fawned all over my ex-husband, and i sat as still as a rock, taking the familiar family scene in, not saying a word (no one expected her to, anyway).Yet, at the same time, I wasn’t really seeing my parents. Wasn’t really listening to what they were saying. Because suddenly, I couldn’t suffer through one more Sunday brunch. Not without rocking the boat at least once in my life.Feeling reckless, I said, “The funniest thing happened to me at the reunion last night,” i began, waiting for my parents to ask me to tell them more. But it was as if I hadn’t even spoken. My mother got up to refill my father’s wineglass and he started another boring tale about golfing with some old cronies from work.How long had i been living like this? With no one paying the least bit of attention to what i had to say? Dozens of Sunday
Enzo's POV."What’s your problem, boss?”I didn’t bother acknowledging my assistant's question as i lifted my flip through the file he handed to me, with a frown on my face, no atom of smile on it, but Lucas was undeterred.“I’ve never seen you get so twisted up over a woman,” he said, a note of laughter embedded in his words.I carefully laid the file down. “What makes you think my mood has anything to do with a woman?”I was no doubt a fair boss, a phenomenal business man, but never a man anyone could push around.Anyone else in the company would have backed down. But not Lucas, we had worked together for too many years, Closed Numerous deals, brought thousands of ideas on how to grow the company, while watching each other’s backs. In truth, we were far more like brothers than boss and employee.“Remember that summer I met you when you were washing dishes at that Flippy eatery? Must have been ten years ago. And that pretty little blonde came looking for you. You look the same now as
I paused at the swinging door that separated the the main entrance from the outer entrance, and reminded myself that despite how attractive she was, and how much i wanted her, I wasn’t a big enough idiot anymore to let myself fall for her game again.I wasn’t interested in being her gentle, concerned lover until she found her next Mr. Born on the Right Side of the Golf Course.The truth was, I had botched my plan Saturday night to erase her from my memory. I had wanted one last look, enough impartial data to know that i was well and completely over her. But everything had backfired.Because I had gotten wrapped up in her. Her scent, her kisses, her beauty.Lucas was right. I was all twisted up over diana. And it made me angry at myself. And at her.The thought occurred to me that for her to have come here today, something must have pushed her to the brink. A part of me idly wondered what that final shove to the edge could have been. Her parents were no prize. Neither was her ex-husban