Chapter Fifty-Five
Enzo and I awake in the morning to a clean winter blue sky visible through the white linen curtains and I stretch and take a deep breath and Enzo’s red wine and dark chocolate scent overpowers everything else.
He’s primed for me and sleepy.
My n*****s pucker and I feel an unbearable tightening in my groin and it spreads throughout my pelvis.
As my pregnancy advances, they have been avoiding overwhelming me. Though I can imagine why because I am always eager and eager for more. I have noticed they’ve been rotating who sleeps with me.
Well, I’m horny as hell and I want some action. Isn’t Enzo a lucky guy?
I move my leg and it bumps against his already hard c**k. Morning wood surely is God’s gift to women. Men softened by sleep everywhere, except where it really count
