The Problem
“We have a problem.” “I agree.” Enzo said. “Wait, what do you think the problem is?” I questioned. “That we haven't had s*x in a few days. I'm dying here Celine.” “Is s*x all you think about?” “Yes, actually it is. Especially with my gorgeous fiancee.” “Oh, I love hearing that word.” I smiled. “It makes me so happy.” “Happy enough to make love to me right now?” Enzo grinned. “I could be persuaded.” Enzo kissed me passionately as he pushed me down on the bed. His lips covered my neck as I felt him getting excited. “How does that happen so fast for you?” I whispered. “You’re always hard.” “You make me really horny Celine.” Enzo breathed. “I could get hard for you at any moment, you know?” “I like that.” How on earth could my parents not think Enzo and I were good together? I m
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