Chapter 20

T asting her isn't enough. I need to claim every inch of her. This obsession feels like an addiction, that only she can provide me with the next fix to make me feel alive. The high that allows my mind to escape the demons torment me every day or the trauma left behind by my childhood. She is all I see - her passion, her needs, her sweet scent and taste that overwhelms me with need.

I'm not sure when I closed the distance between us. I don't even recall closing the door trapping her here with no escape. My lips are pressed to her shoulder, allowing her honey skin and sweet strawberry scent to intoxicate me. We are completely entwined in each other's orbit, her soft moans and pants only fuel my desire more.

I want to hear her scream in pleasure.

I want her to walk along the line between pain and pleasure knowing how much she enjoys relinquishing control over to me.

I slowly back her onto the bed, towering over her delicate body. The black leggings hug her ass, accentuating her enticing curves like a delectable meal, ready to be devoured. Her short black crop top reveals her toned midriff, the thin fabric barely concealing her hardened peaks. I climb over her, kissing her tenderly as her body melts into mine. Lifting her shirt, I close my mouth over her dark pink nipples marking her skin as I lower my body down from above her. My fingers slide along her waistband, gradually peeling the leggingsdown one leg and then the other.

I lick her wet pussy from core to clit, flicking my tongue and sucking her clit in alternating movements. Her moans fill the silence of the room.Each flick and suck I make with my tongue echoing through the room, adding a chorus to her sweet music. Her taste is impeccable, she's the best goddamn dessert I've ever gotten the pleasure of tasting.

"Oh, fuck. Oh, God," she moans. If she's going to pray to anyone it will be me. I smack her clit, causing her to scream in surprise.

"It's my name you'll scream while my tongue is on your dripping cunt. God will not help you now."

I can feel as her legs start to tremble. She grips my hair, pulling me closer to her pulsing cunt. She's so close to her release. Sliding two fingers inside her warm, wet pussy, I pump in and out a few times until her body shudders as she comes apart so beautifully. Her mouth falls open, jaw slack, as her orgasm reaches its peak, and then subsides.

I don't give her a moment to rejoice in her post- orgasm bliss. Removing my belt, I set it to the side of the bed, while I slowly remove every piece of clothing off my body. Lina licks her lips at the sight of my cock bouncing free from the confines it was in. She shifts her body making room for me to kneel.

Gripping myself, I stroke my cock a few times, then lay between her legs. Teasing her wet pussy with my leaking tip, I watch as she writhes in anticipation panting for more.

"Enzo, please," she begs. Pressing the head of my cock to her entrance, I slowly push my way inside the tight walls of her pussy.

"Relax for me, Princess," I whisper. She gasps in sweet agony as I thrust in and out of her cunt. Our bodies pressed together, her breasts against my chest. She matches my urgency with her own lusty, unstated needs. I hold her arms above her head, restricting her touch on my flesh as I fill her completely. Her lips tremble with unspoken passion as her pussy stretches out for me, molding us together perfectly.

"You're so fucking tight baby. Fuuuuuck."

"Don't hold back," she says looking up at me. Her big brown doe eyes pleads with me as I thrust harder into her. I'm still holding the demons back, not wanting to be too rough on her this first time.

"Harder, Enzo," she moans. I don't give it a second thought. I'll let the monster out like she wants. Lifting myself off her, my hands slide down her taut stomach to the swell of her hips and in one swift movement she's laying on her stomach.

"Get on all fours, Princess." I say tapping on her thighs. Grabbing the belt from where I left it, I rise from the bed until I stand beside her. Her hooded eyes glimmer with mischief, like she has other images on her mind than the one playing before her. Wrapping the belt around her delicate neck, I caress her pressure points with my thumbs, loving the way her heart beats rapidly.

Once the belt is secured around her neck, my hands lightly trace a path over her unmarked skin. She'd look perfect with my marks on her beautiful olive skin. I can't stop picturing her ass cover in welts from my belt. Pushing down on her shoulders I guide her to lay her head on the bed. She grips the sheets, waiting for my next move. With both hands I spread her cheeks apart, groaning at the position I have the woman before me.

"Fuck, baby. You're perfect like this, with your ass up and your pussy dripping for me," I groan in satisfaction. Bringing my palm down with a resounding smack against her ass, I watch as the pink imprint of my hand slowly fades. The room echoes with the sound of my palm spanking her ass accompanied by the beautiful melody of her sweet moans. Teasing her sensitive clit, I spread her glistening pussy lips with one hand and slide two fingers deep inside her slick welcoming cunt.

"Who does this pussy belong to, Lina?" I rasp, taking the moment to bite her perfectly round ass, and gently place a kiss to soothe the pain.

"Y- You," she grips the covers tightly, her fists clenched. Gently guiding her to face me with a pull of the belt. I crave the taste of her. I want her to taste her arousal from my lips, the taste of her is just so fucking addicting. She's a drug I can't resist, I will gladly need a fix every single day of my fucking life. Aligning myself with her pussy, I push my cock back inside her slick, tight cunt, "Is this what you wanted, Princess? You wanted to be taken like the needy little slut you are. You know what that makes you now?" I rasp. I don't give her time to respond, her sweet moans are answers enough as I drive into her harder each thrust more deadly than the first.

"It makes you mine, Lina. All. Thrust . Fucking. Thrust . Mine."