No Strings Attached

CHAPTER 34

MATURE CONTENT WARNING
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"No strings attached?" his voice is low as his lips land on my neck.

"No strings attached," I repeat, groaning as I fist his hair, pushing his head down further, "Now hurry up and fuck me De Santis,"

My lips tilt upwards in a smile when I feel Vincenzo's hand slip under my back, pulling the straps of my dress down before pulling it off my body, leaving me in a red laced thong.

My fingers find the buttons on Vincenzo's shirt, unbuttoning it before he shrugs it off.

"You still hate me sweetheart?" he asks, tilting my head to meet his gaze.

"Yes," I breathe out, my breathing becoming shallow with anticipation.

I smirk when an idea comes to mind, "How can someone you claim to hate so much, have this effect on you?" I suddenly ask, my tone seductive as I play with the waistband of his pants before brushing over his erection.

"If I parted your thighs, how wet would I find you?" he asks, his voice low as his hand slowly trails down the side of my body.

"Why don't you find out?" I ask, unable to wait anymore, just wanting his hands on my body.

Vincenzo lets out of a low chuckle, "So fucking wet," he murmurs, dragging the lace down my legs and dropping it onto the growing pile of clothes.

"Sweetheart you're dripping," he groans, his tone only making me wetter as he rakes his tongue across the insides of my thighs.

I whine as he places my thighs over his shoulders, dragging his tongue down my slit before slowly pushing his tongue into my aching pussy.

My eyes flutter shut as his tongue sweeps the inside of my pussy, his teeth finding my clit before tugging harshly at it, a small cry leaving my lips as he wraps his lips around my clit.

He sucks on my clit until his name falls from my lips, rolling in a moan off my tongue as he begins tease my entrance with his fingers.

Another small cry leaves my lips as he coaxes two fingers into my pussy, curling them as I moan.

His lips fall to the inside of my thigh as he pumps his fingers in and out of me, his teeth grazing my skin as he sucks.

I feel myself clench around him and groan as his fingers slow down, teasing me as his lips remain on my thighs.

"Fuck, Enzo," I groan, my eyes slamming shut in frustration as heat settles in my stomach.

"Enzo?" she chuckles, lifting his head. "Is that what you call me now?"

I open my mouth to reply but am interrupted by my own moan as he harshly pinches my clit, rubbing it with his thumb as I clench around him once more.

"You wanna cum sweetheart?" he asks in a low voice, his lips skimming my earlobe as his fingers continue their painfully slow pace.

"Yes," I breathe out, my hands falling to his shoulders and digging my nails into his back.

"Beg," he orders, his tone calm as he squeezes my clit with his thumb once more.

"I'm not a fucking dog," I grit out, too proud to beg Vincenzo for something again.

He hums in response, slowly retracting his fingers until I groan, "Fuck Enzo, please,"