ENZO DE-LUCA.
Resting against her door, I ran my fingers through my hair and I couldn’t help the frustrated groan that came out of my mouth.
Why didn’t I do as she says? She wanted me just as much as I wanted her but why did I do nothing?
I’ve waited more than five years just for this moment, for when she’d be vulnerable in my arms because the last time we met, I was the vulnerable one and I couldn’t bring myself to fuck her because I was worried she would think I’m a jerk.
I wanted her to think of me as a different kind of man, I want to clear every misconception she might have about me even if most of them are true.
I can’t believe I want to change for this woman.
“Enzo De-Luca, what is going on with you?” I asked myself as I made my way down the hallway and to my room absentmindedly.
My balls were starting to ache and my bulge was so visible that walking to my room like that felt embarrassing.
Hurriedly, I bolted to my room and locked the door behind me as I hit my head on the door in hopes that I was going to get my senses back if I did that.
No matter how hard I hit my head or how frequently I did, I couldn’t stop the thought of Maeve from roaming around in my head and giving up, I decided to take a shower to cool my head.
Making my way to the dressing mirror, I groaned as I stared at myself and my wet shirt, recalling how much Maeve had squirted all over me and I felt my cock kicking again, begging to be let out of my pants.
“Fuck me.” Her voice resounded in my head more times than I could count and no matter what I did, no matter how hard I tried to concentrate, I couldn’t.
Shaking my head as if the thoughts were going to pour right out of it, I undressed and made my way to the bathroom, turning the shower on and standing under it as the water dribbled down on me.
The way the water rained down on me did nothing but reminded me of how Maeve’s pussy had rained down all over me, I looked down at my dick and it had gotten even harder.
I tried to get myself distracted by thinking about the jobs I had to do today but I couldn’t do that without thinking about Maeve.
‘Fuck it!’ I groaned to myself as I took my throbbing cock in my hand and my cock swelled even more in excitement as an image of Maeve popped up in my head.
Reaching for the soap, I made a lather and began stroking my cock softly as I imagined Maeve’s hole accommodating my hard dick, fucking her like she’d been asking me to.
Holding the wall for support, my cock wouldn’t stop getting even harder as the thought of having my dick fill every of Maeve’s holes played in my head.
I’d tasted her and she tasted heavenly, her cunt was tight and warm when I’d inserted my finger into it and the thought of fucking my throat made me groan even louder as my cock got harder.
I want to fuck her really bad. I wish I didn’t have to masturbate and I’d fucked her instead.
“Fuck me, Enzo.” Her voice sounded in my head again and the thought of having my cock in her mouth with her luscious lips wrapped around it got me more excited as I kept stroking my cock.
The sound of the water coming from the shower was soon drowned out by the sound of Maeve’s moans that were sounding in my head as I jerked off.
Closing my eyes as my grip around my cock tightened, I groaned again as I imagined her naked and on her knees in front of me as I fucked her sweet little mouth hard.
I imagined my hand fisting into her rich hair, grabbing it and pulling her to me as I thrusted forward, with my cock going deeper and deeper into her mouth, over and over again.
“Fuck, Maeve.” I growled. I could already feel my orgasm at the tip of my cock as I shivered and the palm that I’d placed on the wall for support shook, threatening to stop the support it was providing.
Jerking off even faster, I kept imagining Maeve in the bathroom and under the shower with me as my cock bulged and my balls ached. I gripped my dick even tighter and imagined it to be Maeve’s perfect little hand wrapped around it.
Masturbating was never my thing, I had sluts at my beck and call but right now none of them could undo what Maeve had done to me.
Not even I or my hand could undo it.
I imagined Maeve looking up at me with her huge, beautiful brown innocent eyes as she grabbed my cock before taking it into her perfectly carved mouth, the one I’d just been kissing, perfectly carved and meant for sucking my cock.
Fuck, it feels good, thinking about her feels good.
My pace increased and my imaginations ran wild as I pictured Maeve taking my cock into her mouth all the way to the hilt until she was choking and tears were trickling down her eyes as spit dribbled down her mouth.
“Ughh. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” I jerked harder and faster, the image in my head getting clearer and the sound of her moans getting louder with the splatter of shower in the background.
I could barely control myself anymore, my cock pulsed and my eyes were shot tight as my breathing paced while my hands went on even faster.
My head fell back as I began to feel my orgasm pick up and I knew at that moment that I’d reached the point of no return. My groans grew louder and I lost complete control as I shot rope after rope of cum out of my cock.
I felt the orgasm from my feet to my head as I gently pulled my cock, releasing the rest of the nut that I had left in my dick and soon, it was all out.
Exhausted, I rinsed my body off and cleaned up before making my way back to the bedroom and completely exhausted, I collapsed on the bed, my head felt light as my eyes began to close.
Who would have thought sleeping could come this easily.
The air around me felt calming, the room was silent and everything was so serene that it didn’t take long for me to start giving in to the comfortable arms of good sleep spread before me.
The sound of my phone immediately jolted me awake and curses fell out of my mouth as I picked it up to check who was calling.
It was Yvette.
“It better be important.” I said into the phone grumpily as soon as I picked up and the answer I got from over the phone was the sound of multiple gunshots.
“YVETTE!” I yelled, jumping out of my bed and immediately rummaging through my wardrobe for something to wear, “can you hear me? Where are you at? Is Levi with you?!” I bombarded her with questions.
Silence and more gunshots.
“ENZO!” Yvette’s voice finally came while I was on my way to my car, “w- where- where are you?” She asked, panting and wincing as more sounds of gunshots filled the air.
“Home, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU AND ARE YOU OKAY?!” I yelled as I got into my car and drove off with no idea where I was going or what was going on.
“I’m fine but Levi’s been hit, we’re under attack and you have to be here as soon as possible!” She rushed the words out of her mouth before I heard more gunshots.
“I’ll send you the address, just make it here as fast as you can!”
“I’M ON MY FUCKING WAY!”