Page 68 of The Silent Night Stalker
“I-I’d like that. God, my words are so inadequate…”
Enzo presses his lips to mine for a brief kiss. “Your yes is the only word I need, and you already said it.”
He pulls out the simple gold band and shows me the inscription inside. It’s our initials, the date of our engagement, and the words ‘Christmas Eve.’
I set Winnie down in the sand so he can place the ring on my finger. I hold out my hand to look at it. Even after being together for five years, we never really discussed marriage. I never even thought about it. Just being with Enzo is enough for me. But now that he’s asked me, my life feels strangely fulfilled.
He stands close to me, lifts my face by my chin, and kisses me full of tongue and promises of a naughty evening.
Thefireplaceisroaring,and above the mantle sits the first painting Enzo ever did of me. He finally finished it four years ago, and I insisted we hang it up. I didn’t allow him to put it up for sale. He’s painted more portraits of me, but this one is my favorite.
When I lie face down on the rug in front of the fire with my ass in the air, Enzo cuffs my hands behind my back before he starts playing with the plug. He tugs and twists it, then pushes it back in. When he’s done toying with me, he works the plug out of me. He’d come inside me earlier after we got home from the beach, taking me from behind as I was trying to make us some lunch. Then he plugged up his cum, so I had to wear him for as long as he saw fit.
Now, a couple of hours later, he’s ready for more.
“Did you wear my cum like the good little bird you are?”
“Yes. I kept the plug in.”
“Good job. I’m going to fill you up again, and you’re going to wear that, too. You’re going to be so full of my cum when I’m done with you that your body will just have to get pregnant.”
I smile into the plush rug. We know that’s not possible, but it’s fun to pretend.
Once I’m free of my plug, Enzo doesn’t ease into it. He simply lines up his cock and slides right in.
“No coming,” he orders. “Only I can tell you when to come.”
Earlier, he told me I was bad for coming when we had sex in the kitchen. I’d been so wrapped up emotionally, and he just kept hitting my prostate. It just kind of happened.
“Yes…” I breathe, then gasp, when he pulls out and slams home hard enough to move me forward. Enzo grabs my hips and pulls me back to him.
Since I already came earlier, I think I can hold off.
He doesn’t go gently or take his time. This is about claiming me and marking me. He asked me to be his husband. Now he’s taking my body.
I know he’s close when I feel the heat and swelling of his cock. He grunts with each thrust, and his fingers dig into my hips. Soon, hot spurts fill me. It’s one of my favorite feelings in the world. Once we did away with condoms years ago, I could never go back. I have to feel his cum inside me each time.
Before he puts the plug back into me, Enzo flips me over onto my back. It’s not the most comfortable being handcuffed, even with a soft rug underneath me, but then he pushes my legs back and swipes his thumb over my sloppy hole, before bringing it to my mouth. I open up, and he eases his thumb inside. I suckle it, tasting his delicious cum on my tongue.
“Fuck, I’ll never get tired of watching you suck my thumb, especially when it’s covered in my cum. It’s fucking fire.”
When his thumb is cleaned off, he pulls it out and works the plug back into me. My ass is a little sore now, but I don’t care. Enzo can take me over and over, all day and night, and I will never tell him no.
He pushes my legs back farther and kisses each butt cheek. “I’ll see you later tonight to fill you up again,” he says to my hole, making me laugh.
Enzo sets my legs down and stares at my cock that’s swollen and flushed red. “Aw, poor baby needs attention.”
“He does.”
“Well, let’s give him the love he deserves.”
First, he flips me over, uncuffs me, and puts me onto my back again, wasting no time sucking me down to the root. I’m so sensitive that I cry out and grab fistfuls of his hair.
My body tingles already, and I shudder when he swipes his tongue right underneath the head of my cock. With one hand, he tugs on my nuts, and with the other, he spins the plug around. I’m overstimulated, and my body is covered in a sheen of sweat.
Then, all too soon, since I’ve always come quickly, my orgasm shoots out of me and into his mouth, which he swallows. It doesn’t take long for the numbness to set in.
Enzo pops off and licks his lips. “Yummy.”
