“Considering my job isn’t remotely sexual, I don’t get aroused, no,” I say with amusement. “But it does make me feel alive. And this will, too, if you let me show you.”
If I had X-ray vision, I’d see two halves of her brain at war with each other. She’s scared, but she’s also intrigued.
“Will I get aroused?” she asks quietly.
“Si,” I answer. “You will come harder than you ever have before.”
She chews on her lip, still contemplating. “That’s a big promise to make.”
“Then you’d better let me keep it.”
After a moment of consideration, her chin dips in the tiniest of increments, and that primal, animalistic part of me breaks free.
“Bend over,” I order, pushing her upper back down until her nose is within an inch from the water and her round ass is high in the air.
“Bellissima,” I praise, brushing my hand across her backside and squeezing firmly.
She’s gripping onto the edge of the pool so tightly, her knuckles are bleached white. But I don’t give her reassurances. While I want her to feel safe, I also want her to be scared, too.
She should be scared.
I lean down, replacing my hand with my mouth and trailing wet kisses down to her dripping pussy. The closer I get, the louder her panting grows.
“Fuck, you smell so good,” I groan before diving my tongue inside her tight hole. Sawyer moans loudly, the sound echoing throughout the cave as I begin to eat her cunt with vigor.
“Enzo,” she cries, bucking her hips into me. I slide my tongue down to her clit, circling it persistently until her legs are shaking.
“Oh, don’t stop!” She widens her stance and arches her back further to give me a better angle.
She’d have to throw herself in the pool to get me away from her. I imagine this hunger I feel for her is no less savage than a starving shark amongst its prey.
Quickly, I turn away from her and lay on my back, positioning my head between her thighs. Then, I lower her hips until she’s sitting on my face. Her spine straightens, now riding my mouth with just as much ferocity while I lap up every drop she has to offer.
Her hands cup her breasts, tweaking her hardened nipples while her head kicks back, her cries bleeding into screams. It’s the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen. Enough to bring me to the edge myself. I grab my cock, squeezing tightly until the pain pushes aside the need.
“Oh my God, Enzo, I’m going to come,” she moans. I feel her thighs clenching around my head, and just as she begins to let go, I push her up.
Her head snaps down in shock, a ferocious look on her face. An angry goddess here to take what's rightfully hers, with fire in her eyes, blonde curls surrounding her face like a lion’s mane, and a snarl curling her lips.
Christ. She’s magnificent and has me on the precipice of exploding like a fucking pubescent little boy.
Before she can curse at me, I’m plunging two fingers inside her and curling them deeply. Her mouth drops, those flames brightening into twin suns as she begins to unravel.
“Now’s your time for revenge, bella ladra. I’ve drowned you once. It’s your turn to drown me.”
Every exhale is a breathless moan, and she pants like she can’t get in enough air while I lap at her clit, never removing my eyes from her. I’m putting firm pressure on her G-spot, feeling her arousal beginning to flood past my hand.
“En—oh my—wait,” she gasps, her words senseless and garbled. So overcome with pleasure, her hand slaps the top of my head, and I can’t tell if I want to laugh or bite her clit.
But then her cunt is tightening around my fingers, and I have to pinch my eyes shut, forcing out thoughts of what it would feel like if she were clenched around my cock instead.
She goes silent for two heartbeats and then erupts. A loud scream pierces the air, and her entire body begins to seize. The moment I retract my fingers, her release is pouring onto me. Quickly, I hook both arms around each thigh and force her back down on my face, opening my mouth wide and drinking from her like a man who’s been lost at sea for months.
My name is an echo as she thrashes above me while filling my mouth with her cum, trails of it leaking past my lips.
I’m groaning into her, and I think she’s hitting me again, but I’m so far gone in my bliss, so intoxicated by her taste that I hardly notice anything outside of her release sliding down my throat.
It feels like her orgasm drags out longer than normal, and by the time she slumps, I’m vibrating with the need to fuck her.