55.

MAEVE HAWTHORN.

After about a long hour of driving, Enzo pulled into the driveway and I had no idea how much time had passed until we actually got home.

The mansion was silent and I didn’t need a soothsayer to tell me that most of the maids had gone to bed and the only people awake were Enzo’s men.

My pussy throbbed and felt like it was about to tear apart with the vibrator still stuck inside, I kept trying my best to breathe but all I could manage were shaky pants.

“There, there.” Enzo patted my head like I was some sort of puppy and it wasn’t until then that I realized that he had gotten out of the car already.

He helped me with the seatbelt and just before I could help myself out, pinned me back to my seat and spread my legs apart as if this was some sort of an exhibition thing.

My bare, soaked pussy was on display for him. I watched with tired eyes as he licked his lips before reaching out to lightly, tantalizingly graze my pussy lips.

I panted again, drawing in a sharp breath as