Chapter 60. Imagine

Enzo

I pushed into her, pouring all my love into her. Her moans and screams resounded in my ears every time I reached her sweet spot. I would only be the man who could give her this kind of pleasure. I would be the only man whose name she would whisper as she was filled with complete bliss. It was only I who could hear her moans, who could taste her skin, who could kiss her lips and every inch of her, and who had the ability to fill her emptiness. I would hurt any other man who tried to touch even a single strand of her hair, even if I had to track him down and kill him.

“Reese, I’m coming! Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I reached my climax, and I felt her cum too. I sucked her nipple hard, while she tightened her grip on my shoulders, her legs shaking as I did so.

She leaned forward, touching her forehead against mine while we were still trying to come down from our high, out of breath and panting. “I love you, Enzo…” she whispered, and I quickly pecked her lips.