Page 55 of The Silent Night Stalker
He snorts a laugh. “Are you going to sleep all night like this?”
“Yep. You’re so warm… Safe.”
I smile again when he presses a kiss to my head. God, I love being loved. There are times when I question myself. Question my sanity. My brain. My reality. But Enzo makes me feel like a regular human. And in all that time, my anxiety has dramatically declined. Ihaven’t noticed the twinkling lights still up or the Christmas music that refuses to die. It’s like I can suddenly breathe again and focus. This is what love feels like for me.
“Can we have sex now?” I ask.
“Right now?”
“Well, I mean… soon?”
His fingers drag gently along my back, soothing me, making me sleepy. Ithasbeen a long day.
“Soon,” he agrees.
I’mtwistedinknotsfrom the nerves. I’m a little nauseous, but I’m also freaking horny while I clean myself out in Enzo’s bathroom.
Douching shouldn’t turn me on, but it does. My cock is fully erect as my ass finally runs clean. I’ve done everything I’ve been instructed to do online. And Enzo helped me some, too. I want this day to be perfect.
Once I’m fully clean in the shower, I dry off and walk back to Enzo’s bedroom, cupping myself. It took all my willpower not to rub one out in the shower, but I worry I’ll just come as soon as he’s inside me. That would suck, but it would be on par with how my body works. It would be nice if it could give me at least a minute longer before I come all over the place.
Enzo is lying on his bed, also naked. He’s a god. I swear. His body is pure perfection.He’sabsolute perfection.
He sits up, and his smile makes me melt for him, then his ebony eyes turn heated. “Why are you holding your cock, Little Bird?”
“I’m so hard,” I whine.
He sucks in his lips to keep from laughing. “You’re supposed to be hard.”
“I know, but I feel like I shouldn’t be after douching.”
He stands and pulls my hands away, then he looks down at my cock, which is flushed red at the tip because I’ve been turned on for a while now. “No shame in what turns you on.”
My body instantly relaxes. I love that he’s so accepting and doesn’t think I’m weird.
“And I get to be the first to tell you what a pretty cock you have.”
The flush on my face travels to my ears, but I smile proudly. Enzo has an amazing way of making me feel good about myself after I spent most of my life steeped in insecurity.
Enzo fists my length and tugs me against him. “Come here. Ready to get fucked for the first time?”
“Yes. So much.”
“Have you been wearing your cute little plug?”
I wrap my arms around his neck, look up at him, and nod. “I’ve been wearing it everywhere.”
With his free hand, he runs his fingers through my hair and grips a handful of it. “That’s so fucking hot.”
I vibrate with excitement that I’ve turned Enzo on, too.
“What are you going to do? Where do you want me? Doanythingto me,” I say. “You can even spank me. I told you—I want it all.”
“Absolutely not. No spanking. That’s hitting. We don’t hit.”
“But—”
“No buts. I won’t cross that line ever again. Got it?”
