ribs. He barely flinches. If anything he looks madder. Releasing my throat, he lunges for me but I move out of the way. He stumbles before spinning and coming back toward me. I taunt him, a sick smirk on my face. That’s when I lunge first. Leaping into his arms, I hit and punch, screaming at the top of my lungs until they burn. Each hit makes me feel harder. Each swing calms the ache in my chest, the noise in my head. Enzo moves us, slamming me into the wall. The glass of the picture that hangs there shatters around us. The door flies open and I can vaguely hear Hugo saying something but Enzo tells him to leave. The fight keeps going until my back is pinned to the bed. I buck my hips trying to throw him off me but it’s no use.
“I’ll kill you!” I scream as loudly as I can. Enzo doesn’t smirk, smile or otherwise. He holds his gaze, transfixed on mine as I continue to fight his hold. Enzo leans down looking like he may kiss me when I swing my head up. It collides with his, an immediate rush of warm crimson begins coating both of us. I look up and see the gash that I caused on his head before I smirk. Enzo still doesn’t look away. He just leans down again, his lips coming in contact with mine this time. I never once thought I could be kissed into submission. Never thought that anyone aside from Tino could calm me but as his lips move over mine, the aches simmer, the pain begins to fade and the anger subsides.
Releasing one of my hands, Enzo moves his other between us. I’m already naked, considering I ripped my clothes off in a fit when we got back to the hotel. I wasn’t in the right state of mind. I wasn’t ready to handle things.
“Are you done?” He asks, nipping at my lip. When I begin to buck a little more he bites my lip harder. Pain shoots through me as I raise my hips. His fingers already there, pushing inside of me. I moan as soon as I feel them. He works them in and out of me, nipping softer now at my lip. All the fight slowly leaves me as I let the feeling of him touching me course through my veins. Swallowing hard, I arch my back. He releases my hands from his much larger one and I begin to tear at his clothes. It doesn’t take long for me to have him naked. I shove at him until he lays on his back. His cock is hard and waiting for me.
“What do you want to do here, Tessa?” He asks huskily. Without saying anything further, I climb up and straddle him. Standing above him, Enzo grabs my legs and slides his hands up and down until I begin to lower myself down.
“You’re fucking sexy when you’re lost.” My movements stop at his words. Enzo grabs my hip in one hand, his cock in the other and slams me down on him. Pain shoots through my body but it’s welcome. I can’t move though. His words have seeped into me, bleeding into my core. Enzo raises his hips, slamming into me as I claw at his chest. My mind shifts and I’m back to me. The me that craves this man. The me that needs to feel this connection. The one I’ve been trying to tell myself isn’t there. I rock my hips, taking him deeper as I pant for air. Enzo watches me, the look on his face changing with each motion. I love the effect I have on him; the way his face contorts.
“Fuck, Enzo,” I hiss as he raises his hips once more.
“Is this how you fucked him?” He asks through a growl. I nearly stop but then it hits me. No. This is nothing like with Tino. With his cock still inside of me, I turn to face the other way. I hear the way he hisses air between his teeth as I lean forward, my hands on the bed. Rolling my hips, I take him in a whole new way.
“Goddamn it, Tessa!” He roars, his hands gripping my hips as I fuck him harder and faster. He sits up quickly, his front to my back. His lips move, kissing and sucking as his hands wrap around and paw at my chest. Tugging my nipples, my