And — oh, someone help her — She wanted him. She wanted Enzo Casello so bad.Lilith gasped and he took the opportunity to slip his fingers into her mouth, gently probing her tongue. It was awkward and invasive and somehow so impossibly hot that her body reacted of its own accord, rocking back and forth so her knees slotted around his waist. Lilith didn’t know what she was supposed to do. Didn’t want to think of how she looked in the backseat of that car, all splayed open and willing.“Get them wet for me, zolotse,” he murmured, kissing her neck, moving down, mouthing over her breasts through the satin of the dress, leaving wet spots that cooled quickly, making her nipples hard.“What?” she panted, helpless against his ministrations. “What does that mean? Zolotse?”“Don’t worry about it,” he chided abruptly, silencing her as only he could.Lilith didn’t have a choice, not with those big fingers pressed into her mouth, she moaned around them, dragging her tongue sloppily between the dig
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