Chapter Thirty

“Like what we’re about to do,” he said, moving over her body again and covering it with his, Enzo felt an oddly protective twinge throughout his muscles, like he would do anything to keep the world from fucking with Lilith Rumero. He didn’t want to take the time to analyze it, so he kissed her as softly as he could. “Like this. Gently. Softly.”

Lilith was shaking. She’d already come once, but Enzo was betting he could get her to scream all night long.

“I didn’t think ‘gentle’ was in your repertoire.” she said.

"You’d be surprised by a lot of things you don’t know about me, Lilith” Enzo told her before kissing her again.

This would be her first time. The one she’d tell her friends about — not the frantic fuck in the back of the car. This time, every cool breath he blew on a hot trail of skin Enzo had kissed and sucked. The hot, rich, heady scent of her pussy, dripping wet for him again. The tiny whimpers she probably didn’t even realize she was making, a sound for each part of her he