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Chapter 5.

Enzo's POV.

I watched as she climbed on me and slowly put her arms around my neck, her cleavage glaring me in the eye.

"All I want you to do is to sit, and relax, so you can enjoy the young night."

The way her voice slurred slowly made my heart begin to palpate for no reason.

She slowly began to rock me, but I tried to will my dick not to rise. I was supposed to be in a bad mood, thinking about how I was going to get out of this predicament that I'd found myself in.

I kept telling myself that I was only here so Stefano would have someone to drive him home when he'd get drunk to stupor, or so he wouldn't do anything stupid like carrying any of these stripper girls home.

"I want you to relax, papi...", She moaned as she kissed my neck and bit my ear playfully.

Fuck.

That Italian accent made my blood flow faster than normal.

All of a sudden, I didn't have the will to control my dick anymore. I just let the bulge grow under my pants.

"That's... Quite huge", she gasped when she felt it under her ass.

I saw an evil smirk grow on her face as she slowly began to add pressure on the rod, moving back and forth.

This...

This was not normal.

I'd enjoyed a million of these in the past.

Why was hers so... Different?

I dropped the glass of Martel and held her by the waist.

I was lost in her hazel eyes as I slowly began guiding her lower body the way I wanted.

She didn't need my help. I just needed to have control over the situation so I wouldn't do something stupid.

Her eyes begged me not to stop as she began to moan. I felt her hard nipples against my chest, and that got me even harder.

"F... Fuck....", She moaned in my ear as she tried to control herself from vibrating vigorously over me.

I didn't need her to tell me that she just came on me.

"I'm... I'm sorry", she apologized when she realized she got my trousers a little wet. "I... I just couldn't control myself. It felt too good", she confessed.

If only she knew that I wanted her to do it all over again.

"You both should get a room, for goodness sake", an already drunk Stefano teased us and laughed.

Maybe that is what I should do.

She must've read my thoughts through my eyes, the way she shook her head.

"I'm not allowed to go home with you, papi. Everything we're doing ends the moment you walk through that door", she told me.

My lips curled into a smirk. Surely, she didn't know who I was.

"You must be new here. Otherwise, you'd know that anyone I want, I get."

I watched as confusion registered on her face. She wanted to explain herself, but I saw Mr. Alfred come in to greet his VIP customers.

"I hope you're enjoying the night, chairmen?", He asked with a smile on his face.

"Oh, I don't regret coming here tonight!"Stefano laughed like the drunkard he was.

Mr. Alfred turned to me. "How about you, sir-"

"I want to take her home. How much will it cost?", I went straight to the point.

My blunt request shocked everyone in the room, but most especially Mr. Alfred.

"Uhmm... We're sorry, but it does not work like that. For their safety, we do not allow that-"

"10 thousand dollars", I proposed.

"Oh, dear sir, we're sorry but-"

"25 thousand dollars?", I offered.

I saw him swallow with sweat on his forehead. He couldn't resist his greed for long. "If we could, we would but-"

"50 thousand dollars. That's my last offer-"

"I'll take it!!", He finally gave in. "You can take her home-"

"Mr. Alfred!", The lady frowned. "You told me you run this place by standards! Why should I follow this stranger home-"

"Because you have no choice, Francesca. It's either you follow him, or you give me back everything I've given you, including the money for your mother's surgery", he threatened, and that silenced her.

I wired the amount to him, and left the club with the lady without even bidding Stefano goodnight.

My blood wouldn't calm down until I explored this one.

*****

Francesca's POV.

“Fucckk”

I moaned as he burst through the door into his living room, still fighting for domination over my whole body.

I couldn't believe I was this stranger's house, willingly about to fuck him.

I’ve done this stripper job before, but I'd never followed anyone home. Everything ended in the club.

How this stranger broke all my walls, resistance and boundaries was a shock to me, but I knew they'd fallen.

All that protest to Mr. Alfred was nothing but a front.

I knew I wanted this man inside me as quickly as fucking possible!

I pushed him to a sofa and slowly climbed him. I began rocking him just like I was doing back at the club, and I felt that same sensation against his cock.

“M-hmmmm, papi…”, I moaned in his ear, and I felt the bulge grow bigger.

I was close to cumming again when he turned me immediately. With my back on the sofa, he was suddenly on top of me.

I gasped as he effortlessly tore my bra into two, exposing my hard nipples.

The feeling of his soft tongue on it made me shudder in pleasure, and that pleasure doubled when he had everything in his mouth, sucking it mercilessly.

I was about to beg him to give me time to breathe when I felt his finger enter my pussy.

Like he was the one who created me, his middle finger began stroking my spongy G-spot, making me cry and coil in insane pleasure.

“Oh Shit, d… don't stooppp”, I begged as my legs shivered in orgasm.

Without waiting for me to recover, he picked me up and carried me upstairs to a king-size bedroom.

"Fuck", he growled in lust and grabbed me by the ass as he devoured my lips.

In a matter of seconds, our clothes came off, and the feeling of his skin against mine intensified the heat running through my system.

In one sharp move, he swept me off the ground and gently laid me on the bed.

He knelt before me and gently spread my legs.

The way he eyed my pussy like a hungry dog made the meat pulsate badly.

Was he trying to...

Because of my work, everyone was scared of going down on me with their mouth.

Why was he different? Why was he...

"Oh... F... Fuck", I bit my lips and moaned as the sensation of his mouth sucking on my clitoris rippled throughout my system.

As he made me feel pleasure in a way I'd never felt before, he had his eyes on mine the whole time. I dared not look away until I felt myself about to...

"Enzo, I'm about to... Oh, fuck...", I maundered as my legs shook vigorously from the climax to brought me to.

He got up with a victorious, wet smirk on his face and spread them wider.

I set myself to absorb his manhood into me, but there was no amount of preparation I made that got me ready.

I yelped in sharp pain immediately as he drove his gigantic cock into me with no mercy.

I heard an evil chuckle escape his lips as he slowly drew back and pumped his cock into me again.

"Enzo!", I cried as pain and pleasure coursed through my veins at the same time.

"You're my bitch tonight", he grumbled into my ear as he began stroking into my punani, each move making me shudder with desire.

He felt him increase the pace, and soon enough, he was drilling my hole without remorse.

I felt myself about to cum, and clutched his penis with my pussy walls.

"Fuck", he grunted as he pounded me over and over.

"Enzo, I'm about to... I'm cumming!!", I cried in pleasure and tried to push him away to relieve myself of the pressure, but he didn't move.

Instead, he fucked me harder and deeper, evil mischief in his eyes as he pounded me.

"Enzo, p... please!!", I begged him in moans, but he didn't care. He mercilessly fucked the life out of me, and I felt orgasm on the way when I hadn't recovering from the last one.

"Enzo... Enzo!! Enz.... Fuuuucckkk!!", I screamed with insane pleasure. It was like having two orgasms at the same time.

No...

I felt like I was having an orgasm inside another orgasm.

"Fuck!! Don't cum yet!! Wait for me!", He ordered as he drilled me, but I couldn't help it anymore.

My eyes turned white and nails dug deep into his bare back as I shivered vigorously with electric sensations.

Just then, I felt hot liquid fill my entire hole, and I smiled as he came inside me.

A sudden realization cleared that smile immediately.

He just fucked me raw.