Page 111 of Saved By A God
The room fills with wet sounds that make embarrassment creep up my neck, and Enzo’s eyes darken. “Don’t be embarrassed. I love hearing how wet you are for me.”
Jesus.
His words only make my face heat up even more.
He eases into me a fraction further, giving me more of him before retreating again.
I bury my face against his neck, pressing kisses beneath his jaw while my hands feast on his broad shoulders and muscled biceps.
Every nerve ending in my body feels alive, and the slow pace becomes its own kind of torture.
I shift my hips, chasing more of him, but he tightens his grip on my hip, holding me firmly in place. A needy sound escapes from my throat, and he enters me a little more, but it’s not nearly enough.
“Enzo.” My voice comes out breathless. “You don’t have to go this slow. I’m ready.”
The corner of his mouth lifts, and satisfaction bleeds over his way-too-hot features. “I can feel you’re ready.”
“Then go faster.”
He shakes his head. “Not until you’re one hundred percent focused on me.”
My eyebrows draw together. “I am.”
“Then why are you busy arguing with me?”
All the while, he keeps driving me wild with short thrusts, and my desperate need coils tighter and tighter until I’m certain I’m going to lose my mind.
“God, please,” I gasp, grabbing the sides of his jaw and crushing my mouth to his.
I’m driven over the edge and burning up when he finally fills me all the way in a single hard stroke that steals every thoughtfrom my mind. Air explodes from my lungs, and for a second, I can’t do anything except feel him.
Slowly, he pulls out until only the head of his cock remains, and while I devour his mouth with every ounce of longing he’s ever made me feel, he drives back inside me.
Unlike our first time, there’s no burning pain, and I get to focus on how full I feel.
Grabbing hold of my butt, Enzo’s body pushes hard into mine, and as I’m shoved onto my back, I wrap my legs around him.
The position opens me wider, and he sinks even further, filling me in ways I’ve never been filled before.
“Oh God,” I moan into his mouth while he groans, the sound filled with a world of satisfaction.
Nothing has ever felt this good.
I lose his mouth to my neck when he pulls out, and as he fills me once more, he groans against my skin, “You feel so fucking incredible.”
He claims my mouth again with deep and possessive strokes of his tongue, and his hips set a steady rhythm that completely places me under his spell.
I’m making love to Enzo.
The thought has emotions crashing through my chest while the heat from his body keeps me warm and the strength in his muscles makes me feel protected.
Everything is overwhelmingly intense, and nothing like when I gave him my virginity, because this is Enzo, finally giving me all of him.
Whoever he was with before me only got ice, where I’m given fire, passion, and love.
Our fingers lace together above my head as he braces himself over me, and when he thrusts, he angles up, hitting a spot that makes my head tilt back and my lips part.
His forehead drops to mine. “That’s it,bella mia. I want to feel you come around my cock.”
