19
TESSA
He spoke in a deep baritone, which did sinful things to my anatomy. “Up on your knees, princess.”
“Like this?” I asked, feeling powerful and seductive after he’d consumed my cunt like candy.
He was still rock-hard.
Rather than reply to my question with words, he used his huge hands to put me in place, as if I were a horse and he was moving me into position for mounting.
“What are we in the stable again? I’m not complaining, that was a lot of fu-.” I wasn’t able to finish. Now that I was on my knees, resting on my forearms, my rear end was open to him.
He surprised me, curling his body around mine, making me suck his index finger, which he then shoved into my back hole.
No man had been inside that passage before. It was so tight and full, I couldn’t move.
Enzo took action.
