I wrap my hand around his hip and guide him until his back is against my desk. I crowd him, continuing to force him backward until he has no choice but to prop up on his elbows, his torso tilted at an angle. His muscles are tensed, but I don't miss his erection, running my hand along it and enjoying the way it twitches.
Returning my tongue to his abs, I bite into his skin. He flinches, more out of surprise than actual pain. No, my toy can take a lot more pain than this and not even blink.
It's why he's so perfect for me.
No matter how I hurt him, physically, mentally, emotionally, he keeps coming back for more.
I take another drag of the cigar, enjoying the way the smoke fills my lungs before I blow it out. I lick around Enzo's belly button before dipping my tongue inside. He groans. Pulling back, I push on his chest until he's bent back even further, an arch in his back.
I move my tongue back to his belly button, licking and nipping at the skin before spitting right inside the hole. I tuck my cigar right into the wet pool, listening to the sizzle as it goes out.
And then I toss it to the side.
Moving up, my eyes meet Enzo's and I wrap a hand around the back of his neck. "Don't think I won't reward you for your loyalty," I tell him. "In fact, I already have your present because I knew you'd be a good boy."
I take a step away from him, reaching into my back pocket. He watches my every movement, his chest rising slightly quicker. Pulling out the lace treasure I collected earlier, his eyes latch on and I can see the turmoil in them.
"Did you think I wasn’t going to save you a taste?" I ask.
His lips press into a thin line and I know he's conflicted. I know, but I don't care. Because from what I've learned, Enzo is just as sick as I am, only he can hide it. And sometimes, he just needs a push.
"Open up," I instruct him, tapping his lips. He doesn’t budge, only continuing to watch me. I bring my free hand up, pinching his bottom lip and pulling until his lips fall open. Grinning, I stuff the lace into his mouth before leaning forward and licking both his lips and the panties, the salty taste bringing back the memories of my tongue shoving inside Winter's cunt earlier and the way I’d sopped up her wetness afterwards with her own panties.
Enzo is breathing faster now and his pupils are completely blown. "That's right, enjoy it. Enjoy the taste of her soaked panties." I bring my hands to his belt buckle before my eyes meet his. "Because you're going to keep them in your mouth to muffle your screams while I fuck you senseless."
His eyes flash, his hands gripping onto the desk tighter.
I toss his belt to the side before pushing his pants and boxers down his legs. His cock springs out, thick and veiny. The tip is red and a drop of precum runs down it. Smiling I drag my hand over his shaft, running my finger over the slit. The muscles in his arms flex, but he doesn't let out a sound, continuing to watch me.
I squeeze his erection, my eyes holding his and my grip tightening until he lets out a soft moan. Bringing my hand back, I slap the outside of his thigh, the smack resonating through the room. "Get your ass on my desk."
He hops up without any argument, his legs spread.
"You got until I get my pants off to get yourself ready." It’s the least I can do considering what he did for me. Pavlov was onto something when he conditioned his fucking dogs, and I've learned a thing or two myself.
Rewarding Enzo, letting him think we're in this together, it makes him even more dedicated to me.
He leans over my desk, turning with his ass in the air as he reaches into the top drawer on my desk. He pulls out the lube I keep there for when I'm in a giving mood.
Dragging my eyes over his ass, I can't help but to reach out and squeeze until his tan cheeks turn red. Pulling back, I begin to work on my belt as Enzo starts to prep himself.
I move onto my pants, stripping out of them quickly. I snatch the lube out of Enzo's hand, tossing it to the side. I lean forward until my lips are just over his. Every breath he takes, I inhale and vice versa. His breath is warm, his lips sexy with the panties still stuffed in them.
I grab onto his thighs, jerking his hips to the edge of the desk before grasping my own dick. I dip my hand into the crack of his ass where he managed to get a decent amount of lube, dragging it down my erection. Once I'm done, my eyes meet his and I swear he's holding his breath, his eyes dilated as he watches me.
I slam into him without any warning and he inhales a sharp breath, but I don't allow him any time to get his bearings as I start to pound into him. Allowing him to prep himself was nice enough, fucking him slow would indicate that this is something more. Something other than a toxic bond.
I move my hand up to his throat, gripping it tightly as his ass squeezes my dick. I'm not going to last long, not after the tension that's been building in my body since I came in Winter's mouth, not after the amount of times I've replayed it in my mind.
Enzo gasps out a breath when my hands squeezes tighter and I push him back until he's laying completely flat on my desk as I continue to slam into him. Euphoria is dancing just at the tip of my grasp, the pleasure moving through my body not enough.
My eyes meet Enzo's, satisfaction zipping through me when I see the cloudy look in his eyes. His face is turning red and he coughs slightly as I continue to squeeze his throat. "That's right, your life is in my hands," I remind him. "I decide whether I want to let you breathe or not."
He twitches under my hand, his throat bobbing. He trembles. And his dick is just as hard as when we started.
Sick and filthy bastard.
I release his throat and he inhales a handful of loud breaths. On the last inhale, I lean over, capturing his lips with mine. I slide my tongue into his mouth, enjoying the rough feel of the lace. I keep my lips over his, his dick trapped between our bodies as I continue to fuck him. When I feel his release shoot across my abs, his ass clenching around my dick and sending a jolt of pleasure up my spine, I bite down on his lip. "I didn't give you permission to come." I grab onto his hips, pulling him down onto me hard before giving one final thrust and coming inside of him.
As my body relaxes on top of his, his chest pushes against mine. His limbs are slack.
I touch my lips back to his. "Just imagine the next time we do this, our mouse may be trapped in between us." I don't miss the shudder that racks through his body. I already know that Enzo is just as attracted to her as I am. And while he doesn't agree with my methods, I'm sure he could be... persuaded.
"You could eat her pussy out while I fuck you." I hum softly. "Maybe I'll fuck her while she sucks your dick." His body stiffens under mine, and I feel his dick give a failed effort to rise again. "Or maybe I'll let you slide your dick into her ass while I fuck her cunt. We'd be able to feel each other inside of her." He moans, and I smile against his lips.
I circle my tongue around the inside of his mouth, curling it around the lace underwear and slowly pulling it out until the saliva and cum soaked cloth is in my own mouth.