“You like this?” I ask, sinking my fingers into her deeper. She begins to rock her hips back and forth. Seeing Kira get lost in her pleasure only lights me more on fire.
“Yes,” she moans.
“Then scream my name.”
A flicker of naughtiness enters her eyes. “No.”
“Are you really going to challenge me with that again?”
“Yes.”
“Say my name,” I growl, moving my fingers in and out of her.
“Never,” she moans, dropping her head back.
“Then I’m not going to give you what you want.” I pull my fingers out of her and the pout on her face makes me want to ravage her right in this moment.
“Please.”
“Then say my name when you come.” My fingers press down on her clit and her moan echoes through the foyer.
“I have to keep you on your toes,” she breathes out. Her hips rock against my hand like a wild woman. I love how much she lets herself go. No reservations.
I run my fingers over her clit. Kira’s hips become frantic. Her cheeks flush and her eyes are wild with pleasure.
“Say my name,” I growl into her ear.
That’s when she finally comes.
“Enzo!” she shouts into the air, echoing through the foyer.
“That’s a good girl.”
She swats my arm. “Don’t make me hate you again after I just said I love you.” Our lips clash together like both of us are trying to take the lead. Even though we fight, we’re perfect together. I thought I wanted a docile wife but now I realize how insane I was. There’s no one better for me than Kira.
She scrambles for my belt buckle and undoes it, slipping her hand into my pants. When her hand finds my cock, I let out a hiss. I’m so fucking hard for her.
“You feel how much I want you?” I ask.
“I do.” Without hesitation, she shoves my pants down and settles herself on my lap. Our eyes lock right before she lowers herself onto my cock. We both moan together. Even our voices sound perfect as one.
She grabs the back of my neck like she’s clinging on for dear life.
“Are you still sore?” I ask.
“I am but I don’t care.” She rocks her hips back and forth. Every move sends my cock deeper into her. I grip her hips, needing to steady myself.
She grinds her hips down, making us both choke. We share a smile.
“You feel so good around my cock,” I growl.
“I know.” Her flirty smile only spurs me on more. Gripping her hips tighter, I pull her down harder on my cock. She moans. God, I could listen to her sounds of pleasure for hours. Hell, for the rest of my life.
“Oh,” she gasps.
“You love riding my cock, don’t you?”
“Of course not.”