Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 32879 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32879 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
“Do you want my cock?” he asked.
The guttural sound of his voice sent another wave of arousal through her body. She couldn’t help but gasp and agree at the same time. Yes, she wanted him. She wanted it all, and she didn’t want him to stop.
He grabbed the bottom of her dress and pulled it up and over her head. Her panties didn’t survive his grab, as they were torn from her body. Her bra had a little more success, but each item ended up in a heap on the floor.
Enzo spun her around so that she was flush against the counter and she felt his hands stroking up the inside of her thighs. He went straight between her thighs, pressing a single finger between her slit. He touched her clit, then slid down, going to her entrance. She felt him press one finger, then a second one inside her, pushing in hard and deep, drawing his finger back, before pushing to the knuckle. He spread his fingers, widening her.
He pulled his fingers out of her pussy, and then pressed them to her clit, stroking her. She was so close. Her body no longer felt like her own, and as he worked her pussy, there was no stopping it. Her body knew what it wanted.
She came hard, after just a few touches to her clit. She screamed his name, not wanting him to stop. It felt so good, but even after her orgasm subsided, she knew she wanted his nice, big cock even more.
He pulled out of her pussy, only to replace with the hard width of his cock. Enzo wasn’t gentle as he slammed to the hilt inside her. She took all of him, and only when he was balls-deep did he pause. Adele didn’t get chance to become accustomed to the feel of him, though, as he began to pull out of her, only to slam back inside. He started out slow, then grabbed her hips tightly and begin to fuck her harder than ever before, driving hard and deep.
She couldn’t think. All she could do was feel. Her body was no longer her own, but commanded by him. She was at his mercy, and in that blissful moment, she didn’t care. She wanted him. Hungered for him.
All her anger and frustration melted away as Enzo sent her over the edge of another orgasm, taking her completely by surprise, and through this one, she felt his release. He slammed deep within her, and she felt the pulse of his orgasm as wave upon wave of it filled her to the core.
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A couple of days later, Enzo was in the main sitting room in the morning, waiting for Adele to wake up. That very morning, as he enjoyed his morning coffee, he had a delivery made, and it was in the main room.
He kept trying to tell himself he didn’t give a fuck about Adele’s feelings. It didn’t matter if she enjoyed living with him or not, or even being married to him. He was never going to accept no as an answer. His debt to Hank was paid, and Adele was the price of that. She had to get used to it.
Leaving her this morning, to take care of this, was hard. Now, as he sat and enjoyed his coffee, his impatience was growing. When he heard the door of the bedroom opening and her footsteps as she came out of the room, he checked the mirror to watch as she entered. She wore the silk robe he’d purchased for her.
Her full brown hair was mounded on top of her head in a small clip, and he knew she’d already taken a trip to the bathroom. Adele’s routine hadn’t changed. Every morning, before she did anything else, she went to the bathroom, splashed water on her face, and brushed her teeth before she did anything else. She always looked so refreshed in the morning. So young. He knew she was very young, a lot younger than him, at thirty-five years old.
“Morning,” she said.
She hadn’t even looked his way.
“Coffee is made.”
“You’re up early.”
“I had a few errands I needed to run.” He flicked the newspaper over, not that he was reading any of it. He wasn’t paying any attention to anything other than his woman.
Looking through the mirror, he waited and watched as Adele finally came back and as she did, she paused, looking at the items that had been delivered.
“What’s this?” Adele asked.
“You know what it is.”
Enzo finished his coffee and leaned forward, putting the mug on top of the table.
Adele stepped forward, putting a coaster down before her cup. She stepped toward the items, and he watched as she stroked the machines. He’d gone back to her house, packed up the sewing room, complete with everything he could find of her hobby, and brought it all back here. He’d used his men as well, to help him to do everything over the course of the last couple of days. He had also had the bed removed from the spare bedroom, and the furniture from Adele’s sewing room placed inside. He’d taken her out last night to get that done, and this morning, he’d gotten the rest of her stuff.