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)
Pressing his tongue to her clit, he stroked back and forth, working her pussy, getting her ready to take his cock. She whimpered and he pressed a hand to her stomach, holding her down as he worked her clit.
His name spilled from her lips. Like with her nipple, he took her nub between his teeth, sucking hard on it, and then using his tongue to flick back and forth. He felt the sudden change in her as the orgasm rushed through her body. It was like she couldn’t quite stand his touch, but also didn’t want him to stop.
Enzo slowed down the teasing of her clit and tested the wetness of her pussy. She was soaking wet, and his cock was painfully hard, so he knew it would have to do. There would be time to explore her more, but until then, he needed to seal the deal.
He pressed her down on the bed, holding her in place, and moved up between her thighs. Her cheeks were flushed. He grabbed the tip of his cock, and Adele placed a hand on his chest. It was the first time she had done something to stop him. Staring into her brown eyes, he saw the alarm in her gaze.
“Is it going to hurt?”
“Yes.”
He couldn’t bring himself to lie to her and she nodded her head in a sudden, jerky movement.
“Right.”
Enzo took possession of her lips. “The first time will hurt, but afterward, it won’t. I will show you everything your body is capable of. I won’t hold back. You’ll want for nothing and I’ll show you how to get absolutely everything you want.”
She lowered her hand and nodded her head.
He lined his cock to her slit, but rather than tearing through her virginity, he slid the length through, bumping against her nub. Each stroke made her moan and wriggle against his dick. All he wanted to do was fuck her, to ram his cock balls-deep inside her, but he took his time.
She was nervous and as he worked her clit with his cock, he teased her, drawing more arousal from her. Then, he gripped his cock, lined the tip with her cunt, and he was going to take his time, work his length in inch by inch. Why draw it out? Why make this more painful than it had to be? In his life, the best way of dealing with something, was to tear off the Band-Aid, and with that in mind, he slammed to the hilt, tearing through the thin wall of her virginity, claiming her.
She screamed his name and pressed at his chest. He grabbed her hands, holding them down on the bed, stopping her from fighting him. Enzo swallowed her screams, hating that he’d caused them.
This was a whole new experience to him. He’d filled his life with screams, with the death of others. He wasn’t a kind man, but cruel, hard, and did what had to be done for the sake of the mafia. No job was too big or too gory. He’d tortured, maimed, and caused a great deal of suffering. Enzo, himself, had been tortured a few times, but nothing had prepared him for the feelings that swept over him at the sound of Adele’s painful screams. They were hell.
He didn’t want to ever hear those sounds again. They would remain forever burned into his memories, and he knew that no matter what, he couldn’t allow Adele to ever feel pain again. She had to be protected.
Pulling away from the kiss, he forced himself to look at her, to make sure she was okay. Tears fell from her eyes, a steady stream leaking out.
“I didn’t want to hurt you,” he said.
“You did.”
And he hated himself for it.
“It won’t happen again.”
“Now you know I wasn’t lying,” Adele said.
“I never thought you were.” He kept their fingers locked together and he refused to move, knowing the pain would lessen. When it did, he would finish this, and then he’d take care of her the way a husband was supposed to.
“Don’t you want to get it over with?” she asked.
“I can wait.”
“Why?”
“The pain will subside. It won’t last, and I’ll wait until you’re ready for more.” He wasn’t going to hurt her.
The truth was, it was taking every single ounce of concentration to keep his dick hard. Those sounds were true torture, and he never, ever wanted to hear them again.
After several seconds passed, Adele suddenly wriggled her hips. He had no choice but to grit his teeth, because that felt amazing.
“I think I’m ready,” Adele said, with a slight pant to her voice.
Chapter Eight
There was nothing different about her the following morning. Adele stared in the bathroom mirror, wondering if there was anything to look at, to see. She couldn’t see anything. There was no sign, no indication that she had lost her virginity.