BONUS STORY: TANYA & ENZO.

SEVEN: 

Tanya's POV: 

Face down, ass up, I heard him slip on a condom as I waited eagerly for his next move or command. 

I felt him move behind me as I waited patiently. One hand grabbed my waist and then I felt it—his thick head nudging at my entrance and I braced myself.

He pushed, stretching my hole, my juices, and his saliva from moments earlier let him slide home easily. I felt deliciously full and I heard him groan from satisfaction as my walls clenched around him. 

I clenched again, deliberately this time and he groaned louder this time. “Fuck, you  feel so good, principessa.” 

Then, he began moving, slow and steady at first, dragging his heaving length across my overly sensitive, slick walls. His palm rubbed my butt in the way I liked as he thrust in and out of me. It was almost as if he knew what I liked—Was this what they called sexual chemistry? I think so.

His pace picked up, he was thrusting, harder, faster. The sound of bare skin slamming against each other filled the room mixing with his grunts and my moans of pleasure.

SMACK!! 

His palm connected harshly with my left buttcheek and my hole clenched around him.

SMACK!!

“Nnghfffuckk.” My pussy pulsed.

SMACK!! 

Thrust. Thrust.

SMACK!!

It went in that order until I was going mad with pleasure, my eyes rolled to the back of my head as he kept the pace up.

Jesus. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't speak. Even my moans were slurred, my whimpers were inaudible. He was turning me inside out as his fat cock slammed in and out of me.

Was this heaven?

I guess it was.

“Who owns this pussy?” He growled.

“Y-you, sir,” I moaned.

SMACK! 

“Who does this ass belong to?” 

“All yours, sir!” 

“Good. Fuck yourself back on my cock.” 

I braced myself on the pillows, digging my knees further into the mattress as I began to move back, fucking myself with his cock.

It was like the times when I placed my suction cup dildo against my bathroom wall and fucked myself until I came. 

I did the same on him, using his cock as a means solely for my pleasure.

He doesn't stop spanking me or saying filthy things, singing praises that only spurred me on.

When I rolled my hips, letting his thickness touch every cervix of my pussy, he chuckled a low, filthy sound. “Ti piace, troia?” {You like that, slut?}

I didn't know what it was saying but his voice, the language, the accent, it was enough to fuel me. 

As I kept slamming back into him, he spread my buttcheek and spat on the hole between them pulling a moan from me.

When his thumb spread saliva across the tight hole, my movement faltered.

And I could hear the smile in his voice, “Does my little slut like butt play?”

“Yes, sir,” I whimpered. I liked it a bit too much.

He pressed the thumb harder against the tight, pink flesh. “Interesting, we'll explore that later but for now…” 

He grabbed a fistful of my hair, pulling me up until I was sitting on his thighs, my back pressed against his chest. He rammed into me, his harsh breath fanning my ear and neck, “Play with your clit for me, maiala.” 

My hand flew to the abandoned, yet, sensitive nub. I pressed two fingers against it, rubbing the drenched flesh furiously in time with his punishing thrusts. His free hand grabbed my boob, twisting and pinching my nipple. 

The multiple pleasures had my orgasm building so close to the surface in no time. I felt a familiar warmth in my core, my hole quivered uncontrollably as my spine stiffened. 

“I…I…” I couldn't speak.

“That's it,” he whispered in my ear, tugging my nipple harshly. “Let go for me. Urla per me.” {Scream for me.} 

My body snapped, my stomach bunched, and I tumbled over, screaming in pleasure. White spots danced behind my eyes as my pussy strangled his thick length. 

“Good girl,” he praised, still fucking into me, drawing out my orgasm. 

I felt his cock twitch inside me, followed by a loud groaning announcing his own orgasm and soon we both fell into the bed, ignoring the fact that it was wet because we didn't dry ourselves after we left the shower.

He kissed me sweetly and pulled back. “You did good, Kitty.” 

“Thank you,” I said shyly. “You were a great fuck too.”

His loud laughter bounced off the walls and I joined in. “Great fuck?” He said between laughter. “Is that what you youngsters call it these days?”

“Yes, ancient of days,” I mocked…

We laughed it off and then, he tugged me close, pushing my head against his chest and I sighed happily. I didn't want to think if he was usually like this with other women. Funny, warm, and sweet after sex….

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I had one week left until it was time to return home and no one had noticed me sneaking around with Enzo. It was fun, filled with sloppy, messy blow jobs, wild, dirty, and reckless sex. I was having the time of my life and also, fearing for myself.

I would be going home soon and then what? Back to normal? Back to  nothing? An empty house? 

The thought of it always made my mood instantly sour. But I had to live with it. I brought this on myself. I pushed for it and it was time to wear my big girl shoes and deal with it.

I focused more on the happiness being around Natalia and Ava brought me, at least I could console myself with that. Carlo's sister, Angela seems nice, she and Natalia took me around the city and also got me some night things.

Okay, I was lying to myself.

I love my bestfriend and her cute little sister, Ava. I love to spend time with them but not beats the stolen moments I shared with Enzo. 

Would it seem forward if I told him we could keep seeing each other even after I leave? I mean, I know from experience that distance wasn't a barrier for a man like Enzo. 

Lord knows I don't want to sound like a ‘clingy bitch’ even though I was in fact a clingy person. I do not know how to not be ‘clingy.’ 

Even if all this meant just sex to Enzo, I didn't mind as long as he kept having me around…

Yep, desperate, clingy and royally fucked.