57.

MAEVE HAWTHORN.
Enzo impaled himself right next to me, sitting on the side of the couch with his eyes raking all over me. He tilted his brows as he stared at me as if looking at me with uncertainty, he probably wasn’t sure about where he was going to start devouring me from.
My insides churned, I wanted him to start right away, I wanted to feel him all over me but he seemed to be taking his sweet time with that.
His mouth twisted and it didn’t take long for that smile to spread to his eyes. The smile in his eyes contained a sensuous flame that almost sent me spiraling.
Why is he taking so much time?
His eyes were fixed on my bare body, compelling and magnetic. Him merely staring at me was already getting me wet and I can’t believe how much this man has me wrapped around his fingers.
Just some days ago I would have gone to any extent to see to it that he stopped existing, if I could kill him I would have done that without any hesitation but things are different now.
I want him now more than ever. I want to feel his calloused palm on my skin, his rough hands all over me and his cruel, sensuous, perfect lips on every part of my body.
I’m addicted to him and if I could, I would live in the warmth of his skin.
“What are you thinking about?” His deep baritone voice jolted me out of my thoughts and it wasn’t until I lifted my gaze that I realized how incredibly close he had gotten.
I drew in a sharp breath but it was no use because it only got stuck in my throat as cold chills ran down my spine, his closeness was very humiliating and torturous.
“I was just-” I paused to clear my throat before looking into his eyes, “wondering which hole you’re going to fuck first.” I finished, my eyes moving to his lips.
His mouth curved into an unconscious smile and as if I’d flipped a switch, the smile disappeared, his green eyes looking directly into mine now.
I knew that I had no reason to be scared but I couldn’t help it. Even though I knew he wouldn’t hurt me, the way he stared at me right now terrified me to death.
“Don’t lie to me,” he said in a low tone and I felt something tighten in my chest, “I know your face when you’re thinking about my cock and that face before now wasn’t it.” He added.
Just how much does this man know me?
“Now, tell me, mama, what were you thinking about?” He asked coolly this time. Anger washed over me because this isn’t the kind of conversation I was expecting to have right now and here.
“I was thinking about how….” My voice trailed off before I could even finish talking but Enzo raised an eyebrow, letting me know that he wouldn’t do anything until I was done talking.
“How much I hated you before now.” I blurted out and I saw a hint of amusement in his eyes, almost as if he liked my answer.
“Right,” he nodded, his palm clamped on my boobs as he massaged it gently but at the same time, ruthlessly.
“How does it feel cumming countless times for a man you once hated?” He asked and I groaned, “how does it feel to beg me to fuck you?” He added.
I rolled my eyes so far back that I could feel them at the back of my head. What is he even talking about? I beg him to fuck me almost all the time because he’s a dickhead that would drive me to the edge and refuse to let me finish.
Enzo leaned closer, giving me a smile that made my pulse race as he shook his head, “I wouldn’t expect less, you’re my slut after all.” Was all he said and those words were enough to make my stomach crawl.
“Turn on your stomach and put your hands behind your back.” He ordered before pulling away from me.
The bile in my throat grew larger as I looked into his eyes but they were void of all kinds of emotions and knowing that I wouldn’t get anything out of him until I’ve done as he says, I obeyed.
I laid on my stomach with my ass in its full glory as I placed my hands behind my back like I was a criminal about to be taken in for a crime.
“Good girl.” He whispered in my ear, an act that got a little juice skittering out of my cunt and a moan out of my open mouth.
I waited for what he was going to do and at first I heard footsteps and then all of a sudden something cold was closing up around my wrist, both of them.
I didn’t need a saint to tell me what it was. It was a handcuff, Enzo put it on me, rendering me completely helpless.
“Surprised?” He asked but I couldn’t answer because he had pressed my head into the couch and was talking in my ear, blowing hot breath on it that threatened to drive me bonkers.
I felt a mixture of fear because he hadn’t done this to me before, arousal because it was incredibly arousing and I couldn’t wait for what was coming next and helplessness because I’m completely at his mercy.
Being helpless and totally under the control of this man excited me more than I could’ve ever imagined, the thought of being fucked while I was handcuffed was so thrilling that it made my pussy seep out juices.
Enzo picked me up in a blink of an eye and walked for a few seconds before releasing me, throwing me on to a bed and I wouldn’t have known there was a bed in the room if it wasn’t for what Enzo just did.
I strained my eyes in the pitch dark room and watched as Enzo pulled off his clothes, his cock was fully erect and I felt a part of me shiver at the sight of it.
Did it grow bigger and longer?
My pussy throbbed in anticipation, the waiting was killing me, I wanted his hard cock buried deep inside me now and I could hardly wait for it.
“You want daddy’s cock, don’t you?” He asked, my mouth watered and I never believed that I could drool at the sight of a cock until I really did.
I was hungry, drooling and felt like a very fucking dirty cock monger. It’s no wonder he calls me a slut, a whore, I have no right to get mad when he calls me all those condescending names because that’s exactly who I am.
I’m a whore for him. A dirty, dirty whore.
He moved onto the bed and I spread my legs wide even before he could tell me to, I wanted him inside me and waiting one more second before he could fuck me like the whore I am would literally kill me.
Grasping my waist, Enzo pulled me up to my knees with my head and tits pressed into the bed while my ass and pussy were on display, waiting to be taken by him.
Moving between my spread knees, Enzo rubbed his hard cock between my pussy lips and I groaned, the urge for him to fill me up intensifying by the second.
Two strokes over my clit with his hard slick cock pushed me over the edge faster than I’d ever thought and I was shivering now, another orgasm washing over me.
“How lazy are you?” He asked as he fucked me, still pressing my head down, “I thought you wanted daddy’s cock but I have barely done anything and you’re already shivering and squirting.” He added.
His voice, the words were biting at me, it was as though he was taunting me and I felt myself withering a little at his words. I didn’t think I was going to reach orgasm that fast.
“I. Have. Barely. Stretched. Your. Tight. Pussy. Out. Mama.” He said, each word punctuated by the deep stroking of his cock, my mouth fell open and my scream resonated through the dark room.
He had definitely grown bigger, my pussy could barely accommodate him despite all of the prepping. Enzo drove his cock balls deep into my slick pussy as I orgasmed.
My lips quivered, my body shook and I wanted to push him off me but my hands were cuffed already so I could only lay with my ass up and my face down, screaming while he ruthlessly slammed his cock into me.
His thick cock filled me like I’d never been filled before and another orgasm hit me before the first one ended. I felt tired, I was exhausted but he had called me lazy and I wasn’t about to let him get away with it.
“I’m not lazy, daddy.” I screamed as I pushed my pussy hard onto his cock and moaned louder than I ever saw myself doing while I squirted on his cock.
My breathing paced, my lungs begged for fresh air as more squirts kept coming out of my stretched out cunt. Enzo didn’t stop, he kept ramming his hard cock deeply into me, causing one orgasm after another.
Finally, he slammed so hard into me that I felt like I was going to vomit everything I’d eaten. He held still, holding me in place as he shot his whole load of cum into my pussy.
It felt warm, I could feel it inside of me and before he could think of pulling out, I milked the cum from his cock with all of the energy my cunt could muster.
Enzo didn’t pull out of me even as we collapsed and although he had just cum, his cock didn’t go soft, it remained as hard as it was when he started fucking me.
My pussy felt sore, my muscles felt like they’d been worn out and I shivered with chill and fatigue. I could barely keep my eyes open but one hard slap on my right ass cheek forced me to open my eyes.
“Aren’t you forgetting something?” Enzo asked before delivering yet another hot slap on my ass, pain rippled through me as I cried out loud.
“T- Th- Thank you, daddy.” I forced the words out of my mouth as my body shook, my legs trembled and my back hurt so much.
“Good girl,” Enzo responded, “but we’re not finished yet, little slut.” He added and I felt jolts of pleasure course through my entire being from my boobs to my used pussy.
“I’m not done with you yet.”