LOGINThe rain kept hitting the roof of Enzo's black SUV which created loud noises. The windows were covered with fog.
I was already naked in the back seat. Enzo sat between my spread thighs without his shirt on while his dark eyes showed intense desire.
He bent down to kiss me deeply while his tongue forced its way into my mouth with strong movements. I kissed him while touching his broad chest and his hard abdominal muscles.
I could feel all his muscles under my hands because his skin was completely smooth. Enzo let out a deep groan while I held his thick cock in my hands and started to stroke him from base to tip.
He spoke to me in a rough voice that made my spine shiver. I stroked him faster while my thumb moved across the leaking head. He kissed me again with more intensity while he bit my lower lip until I gasped. His hands began to explore me with a rough and possessive manner. He grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them while his fingers teased my hole. He used one hand to pinch my nipple hard which made me arch my body and moan loudly.
“Ahh… Enzo…”
“Moan for me,” he growled while he nipped at my neck. “I want to hear how much you need this.”
He started to kiss and bite his way down my body until he reached my cock. He took me into his mouth with one swift deep swallow. My body was engulfed by wet heat. I let out a cry while my body jerked forward. “Oh fuck—yes!” Enzo sucked hard while his tongue swirled around the head before he took me deep into his throat. My broken moans mixed with filthy sounds of wet slurps. My fingers held onto his dark hair while he moved his head faster.
“Enzo… shit, your mouth feels so good…” I panted, thighs trembling.
He pulled off with a wet pop, eyes dark as he looked up at me. “You taste good, pretty boy. But I want more.”
Enzo flipped me onto my stomach with strong hands. He spread my cheeks and dragged his tongue over my hole in slow, deliberate licks. I gasped sharply, pushing back against his face. “Holy shit—Enzo!” The rimming had little intensity. His tongue moved around my tight ring before it pushed inside to create wet strokes that fucked me. I moaned shamelessly into the leather seat while my body shook. “Don’t stop… fuck, that’s so dirty… ahh!”
He growled against my skin which made me whimper. He reached under me to stroke my cock while he ate me out. My belly held pleasure which coiled tightly and darkly. Just when I thought I would explode, he stopped.
“Condom,” he said, voice commanding. He reached into the glove compartment and tore open a packet. He rolled the latex down his long thick cock which made me watch in awe because the sight made my mouth water.
“Get on top,” Enzo ordered, sitting back against the seat. “Show me how bad you want a stranger’s cock stretching you open while you ride me.”
I straddled his lap quickly, knees on either side of his thighs. We kissed deeply again as I moved to line him up. The blunt head of his cock pressed against my hole. I sank down slowly, inch by inch, moaning loud as he filled me. “Fuck… you’re so big… stretching me…”
Enzo held my hips tightly while his fingers dug into my skin. “That’s it, pretty boy. Take every inch like a good slut. Do you feel how deep I am inside you tight ass?
I started riding him—slow rolls at first, then faster, bouncing up and down. Skin slapped against skin. The car rocked gently with our rhythm. Moans escaped my lips without stopping. “Ahh… yes… fuck me, Enzo… harder!”
He thrust up to meet me while hitting the spot inside that made stars appear in my vision. He slid one hand up my chest while his other hand wrapped around my throat to create a hold that made my breath hitch because of pleasure. The pressure he applied was not too strong but enough to make me remember who controlled the situation. He asked me if I liked that while he sent hot breath shivers through me. “Choking on a stranger’s cock while you ride me like a desperate whore? Moan louder, pretty boy. Let the whole parking lot hear how much you love getting fucked.”
I moaned even louder while riding him faster. I reached the point of grinding my hips in circles when he was buried to the hilt. Sweat dripped down our bodies. He stroked my cock with his free hand while I bounced, using his thumb to tease my sensitive head. I reached the edge because both sensations—his thick cock pounding my prostate and his hand on my throat—were too much to handle.
“Enzo… I’m so close… fuck, I’m gonna come…” I gasped, voice hoarse from moaning and the light choke.
“Not yet,” he growled while he let his grip on my throat become looser. “Ride me harder. Make that pretty cock of yours leak for me.”
I obeyed, bouncing frantically, muscles burning in my thighs. The pleasure built unbearably, dark and overwhelming. Enzo kept whispering dirty things to me. “Look at you… such a tight little hole swallowing my dick. You were made for this, weren’t you? Coming to a club and letting a law student ruin you in his car.”
The words tipped me over.
My orgasm hit like lightning—earth-shattering, ripping through every nerve. I shouted loudly while my body convulsed, releasing thick ropes which covered his abs and chest. “ENZO—fuck—yes!” I clenched my hole tightly around him which caused my body to milk his cock through the condom while intense pleasure washed over me repeatedly. I kept riding through it, moaning brokenly, completely lost.
Enzo groaned deep, his thrusts becoming erratic. “Good boy… now finish me with that mouth.”
He lifted me off his cock in one smooth motion. I slid down between his legs on my knees, chest heaving. Enzo ripped the condom off quickly, stroking his slick, throbbing length. “Open wide, pretty boy.”
I parted my lips, tongue out. He aimed and came with a low, guttural moan. Hot cum spurted across my tongue and into my mouth in heavy pulses.
Fuck!
JULIANEnzo came home after seven with his tie already loose and his bag still hanging off one shoulder, the way he always did when the day had gone longer than it should have. I was at the stove turning the chicken when the door opened, the smell of garlic and oil already filling the kitchen, and I didn’t even have time to look up before he was across the floor. He dropped the bag somewhere near the counter, didn’t bother to kick it out of the way, and kissed me before he said a word. It was a tired kiss, the kind that said he’d been holding it in since the elevator. Then he did it again, slower this time, his hand settling on the back of my neck like he needed to make sure I was still there.“Hi,” I said against his mouth.“Hi. You smell like garlic.”“You smell like the office.”“Rude.” He kissed my cheek, then the edge of my jaw, then reached past me and stole a piece of chicken straight off the cutting board. “Ow. Hot.”“That’s why it’s on the stove, Enzo.”“I had a long day.” He
FOUR YEARS LATERThe light was different that morning, colder and cleaner, the kind of English day that made the palace windows look like they’d been polished for a century. Bells had already started somewhere over the inner court. Julian stood in Charlotte’s suite with a pin in his fingers and a job he hadn’t expected to take so seriously, while two floors down Enzo was with the boys, trying to keep Eros upright and mostly succeeding.Charlotte was already in the gown. It wasn’t the cartoon version of a princess dress. It was structured and quiet and still managed to look like it could stop a room. The whole wing smelled like white flowers and hair spray. Her door had been open for him from the start.“You look like you’re about to perform surgery,” Julian said.She laughed and then pressed her lips together because someone was doing her mouth. “Don’t make me smear this. I have to walk a very long aisle in front of people who have opinions about my posture.”“You’re a doctor. You can
JULIANThe stall smelled like bleach and warm skin, that cheap club cleaner that never quite covers what people do in here, and Enzo locked the door behind us and put his mouth on my ear, breath hot, voice already different.“I’m not Enzo in here. I’m whoever comes through that hole. You don’t look. You don’t say my name. You take it like you wanted a stranger. Understand?”“Yeah.”“Tap my thigh if you need out.”I knelt on the sticky floor. The cut in the wall sat right at mouth-and-cock height, edges worn smooth from use, and on the other side I heard him walk around, the rasp of a zipper, then the thick, hot head of him shoved through the hole and slapped my cheek, leaving a wet smear.“Open up, pretty boy.”It was his voice, just rougher, like he didn’t know me. I opened. He shoved in and used my throat like it belonged to someone he’d never see again, and I gagged on the first stroke, spit flooding my mouth, and he groaned through the wall.“Fuck. Warm little mouth. Stay there.”
JULIAN I woke up sore in the best and worst way.Sun was already cutting through the villa slats, striping the sheets and Enzo’s shoulder. His arm lay heavy across my waist and his palm sat on my ass like it had been there all night and had no plans to move. When I shifted, everything twinged—hips, wrists, that deep used ache that made me bite my lip before I could stop it. He felt it. He squeezed once, lazy, and didn’t lift his head.“Morning,” he muttered into my neck. “Don’t get up yet.”“I’m starving.”“Chefs left food. I heard them at six.” He rubbed a slow circle over the sore spot and I made a sound I didn’t mean to make. “Still hurt?”“Yeah. In a good way.”He smiled against my skin. “Naughty.”We pulled on shorts and stumbled downstairs. The dining room was already set like somebody’s American mom had come through, laid everything out, and vanished. Scrambled eggs, bacon, pancakes, fruit, coffee, orange juice, toast, little dishes of butter and syrup. Marcus sat at the head
JULIAN He stayed inside me until I stopped shaking enough to breathe, then pulled out slowly so I felt him leave me open and dripping. The ring was still locked around the base of my cock, keeping me swollen and leaking, and I made a broken sound when the air hit me.“Blindfold stays,” he said. “Cuffs stay. Ring stays until I say.”I heard him move. Then his mouth was on my cock. He didn’t tease. He took me to the back of his throat in one go and sucked hard and wet while two fingers pushed back into my used hole and curled. I jerked so hard the headboard slammed the wall. My toes curled until they cramped. I couldn’t see. I could only feel his throat working around me and his fingers stretching me open again while the ring stopped me from finishing.“Daddy—please—”He pulled off with a filthy wet sound. “Not yet.”He licked the head slow, collecting what I was leaking, then went down again and hummed. The vibration went straight through the ring. My whole body tried to fold. I saw w
JULIAN He didn’t take the toy out right away. He left it buzzing high while he dragged his mouth down my chest, licking the last of the cream off my stomach, then lower until his breath hit the head of my cock where it was leaking over the ring, and I jerked so hard the cuffs rattled.“Stay still.”I tried, but my thighs were shaking and my hole kept clenching around the toy like it could pull it deeper. Enzo wrapped his fingers around the base of my cock just above the ring and squeezed until I hissed.“You’re dripping,” he said. “Look at this mess. You danced with another man and now you’re leaking for me like a desperate little slut. Open your legs wider.”I did. He shoved my knees up and out until I was spread raw, blind, and exposed, then pulled the toy out slow enough that I felt every ridge leave me empty. The second it was gone I made a sound I hated. He laughed under his breath and pushed two fingers into me instead, curling them hard against that spot until my cock jumped a
JULIANI sat there on the kitchen slab for a split second, cock still twitching, mind reeling. Cum and saliva glistened on my skin. Panic hit me like a truck. I shoved off the counter, legs shaky, and practically ran to the sink. Cold water blasted from the faucet as I splashed my face and hands, s
JULIANI used my full strength to shove Enzo away from me by pushing both of my hands against his chest. I told Enzo to stop because of his drunken state. The situation had become insane. My shove barely moved him an inch. I actually wanted to push him away from me. My body craved his touch. Enzo
The homeward journey to the new residence proved to be an extremely uncomfortable experience. I remained seated in the back seat while I fixed my gaze on the Boston roadways. My stepbrother was Enzo. The same Enzo who had fucked me senseless in the back of his car just hours earlier. The same Enzo
A sudden knock on the window of the vehicle brought me back to consciousness. My heart began to race when I opened my eyes. The first light of day came through the foggy window but the rain had finally stopped falling. Enzo's body remained draped over my body because we were both squeezed into the







