BONUS STORY: TANYA & ENZO.

SIX: 

Tanya's POV: 

Yes. 

That hungry, obsessive look he had on his face right now was what I craved like oxygen.

It felt so good sucking a cock as fat and as pretty as his and the evidence of the sticky, slippery mess between my thighs.

And the sounds he'd made? Fuck, the best I've ever heard. He was gone for me, 

I didn't have time to enjoy the prideful feeling of driving him insane with a blow job when he pounced on me. His lips claimed mine in a blur of movement and then, he was pressing me against his hard, hot as fuck body and I leaned into it.

His kiss was as fierce as his looks—just the way I liked it. He devoured me like a man on a mission, his teeth caught my bottom lip, sinking into it enough to sting but not enough to draw blood. I moaned and whimpered into his mouth as he deepened the kiss, thrusting his powerful, wet tongue into my mouth.

We broke apart, but his arms were still around me, my sensitive boobs were pressed against his chest. “I tried to keep my distance,” he whispered, his breath fanning my lips. “I tried to stay away—” 

“But I don't want you to stay away,” I said quickly.

He let out a dry chuckle, his eyes searching mine. “But you don't know me.” 

“I don't need to. I want you.” Reckless? Careless? I know. I'm all sensible and careful, the logical thinker until I find someone to fixate on and those qualities go out the window.

“But I've been stalking and taking pictures of you for close to a year now,” he tried again even though his hard cock was digging into me.

I rolled my eyes. “And I've spied on, sneaked into your room, forced a blow job on you, we're even.” 

His smile was sad. “Not the same, Tanya, I deserved that.” 

“Okay, but I want you, now!” I whined.

A sly smirk appeared on his face. “I can tell, Kitty, you're all over me and your nipples are trying to drill a hole into my chest.” 

My cheeks burned but my thighs flooded with arousal. 

“Take me to bed, sir, please.” 

“Lose the gown,” he ordered and I obeyed quickly. 

“Ahhhh!!!” I squealed when he suddenly picked me off the ground and strolled into his room like I weighed nothing. He dumped on the soft mattress and he was between my legs in seconds.

“Hold your legs up,” he ordered, eyes dark with lust.

I obeyed, grabbing both legs, my pussy laid bare and exposed before his eyes.

His eyes stayed glued to my throbbing, pulsing core as he spoke, “Don't drop them for anything, or else, this stops and I'll send you back to your room, understood?” 

My body hummed with excitement. “Yes, sir.” 

He nodded in approval and then lowered on his stomach until I could feel his breath against my heated, sensitive, drenched flesh… He hadn't even started yet and I was trembling. 

The first swipe of his tongue against my clit sent a jolt of electricity through me. And then he did it again, lapping at my pussy as though he was only interested in tasting the juices that pulsed out of it.

I held on to my legs, shaking, moaning as his tongue made firmer strokes, swiping from my hole to the hood of my pussy. “Ohhh,” I gasped.

My body felt too hot, my stomach kept contracting as he took his time playing with my pussy.

I felt two fingers prying me open and my hole twitched, pulsed, and warm wetness gushed out. 

I heard him hum his approval before I felt that thick, warm, wet tongue pierce my entrance. He swirled his tongue around it, over and over until I forgot how to breathe and my moans were getting louder. My hands could barely keep my legs up but I wouldn't let them fall, I wanted to please him. I wanted to be good for him… 

Those fingers still held me open as he rapidly flicked the tip of his tongue against my hole. “Oh, ffucckk, sir, fuck!!!” 

He didn't stop, didn't slow his pace and I was so close to tears, it was too much but I still wanted more. I wanted him everywhere. I wanted his tongue on my clit and inside me at the same time.

My head kept thrashing against the pillows as he kept flicking that tongue on me. And then, he took me by surprise, capturing my swollen clitoris into his mouth, taking a long pull causing my walls to clench hard.

God, this man could eat pussy to save a life.

I don't think anyone can top this performance, he's ruined me.

My hands were slipping, my muscles ached but it was all the pleasure and treatment I was receiving. 

When he seemed content, he pulled back, his eyes drinking me in as I remained in position, my legs held high for him. 

My chest rose and fell as I struggled to catch my breath while my eyes trailed his tongue as he licked his lips, gathering up the slickness on them completely missing the ones clinging to his chin.

Fuck, a delicious sight to behold.

Eventually, he forced his eyes away from my intimate part to my face. “You did so well, Kitty.”

Warmth settled in my gut at his praise. “Thank you, sir.”

He stroked that long, fat cock of his, a proud smirk on his face. “You can drop those pretty legs, it's time to reward you.” 

He didn't have to tell me twice, I let go of my legs. “Thank you, sir.” 

“On your hands and knees, ‘maiala,’ let's see how good you take a cock.” 

Maiala - Dirty Girl