Desire Me

4-I thought you were convincing me

Enzo doesn't take his hand off my thigh as he drives, I stare down at it as the veins in his hand flex deliciously, he's tempting me.

"You ever done this before?" He asks, breaking the silence with his velvety deep voice.

"What? Had a one night stand, or sex?"

Enzo let's out a chuckle, flexing the hand on the steering wheel before turning his attention back to me.

"Both, I guess."

Am I wrong, or does he seem a little nervous.

"Once or twice." I shrug my shoulders noncommittally. "You?"

"Once or twice."

Smiling to myself, I nod my head and then stare down at my hands, I've chipped off some of the red nail varnish I have on. I hadn't noticed before.

"What makes you think this," he gestures between us, "is a one time thing."

"Isn't it?" I question, scrutinising him with my gaze, or rather scrutinising his jawline.

"No," he clenches his jaw before turning his attention back to the road ahead of us. "I don't want it to be that."

"Oh." I'm utterly speechless as Gianni turns his attention from the red light to my red dress.

The split in the skirt has ridden up scandalously high, the tip of my black lace panties on display for his hungry eyes. He stares at my leg, his eye line raises to mine to make sure I'm watching, and then   returns to my thigh.

Green light shines on his face and the car squeals as he pushes down on the accelerator. The only noise in my head is the thumping of my own blood.

It gets even louder when his fingertips trace up and down my leg, his eyes not leaving the road.

I let out a small gasp when he hooks the waistband of his panties with his thumb and pulls it down.

"What are you doing?" My voice is breathy as I squirm in delight.

"Convincing you that this isn't a one time thing."

I scoff but it turns into a choked moan when Enzo pushes my panties to the side and presses down on my clit.

"Enzo." I gasp as I grip his wrist, pushing his hand further onto my clit.

Whining when he pulls his hand away, Enzo looks at me and smirks.

"Why'd you stop?" I pant, the desire pooling in my panties.

"You don't need any more convincing."

He smirks before turning his attention once more back to the road, I huff and clench my thighs together.

This is going to be a long drive.

As soon as the car pulls to a stop, I look up at the house and recoil. It's the same house from the party.

"This is your house?"

"Si." Enzo says with a smirk as he slams his car door shut, the loud noise sends a pulse down my core at the promise of more.

Enzo's hands find my hips as he leads me towards the house. With my pulse pounding in my ears, I find myself backing into a dark lit room with Enzo sucking on my pulse.

He throws me down on the bed, where I lay, sprawled out on the bed panting as Enzo stands over me.

He lets out a groan as his eyes hungrily take in the exposed expanse of my leg.

"Fuck," he groans out, "you look even better in my bed than I imagined."

I wait, pulse throbbing, wetness pooling as Enzo takes his time unbuttoning his shirt. It falls to the floor and my eyes instantly stare up at his chiselled torso. His abs are totally lick-able and that's exactly what I'm going to do.

I sit up and reach for his belt buckle, but Enzo sucks his teeth at me.

"Stellina," he grips my wrists and pulls them away from him, I whine as I part my lips, staring up at him.

"I will do the convincing first, si?"

"Yes." I whine as he drops to his knees and pulls my legs over his shoulders so my lace covered core is exposed to him.

"And then I will fuck those red lips of yours." He promises and his words make the breath catch in my throat.

Enzo reaches under my dress and hooks my panties under his thumbs. When the sinful red colour is exposed to him.

"Stellina," he bites his lips as his dark eyes stare up at me, "red is your fucking colour."

"Yeah?" I tease, watching as his eyes hungrily devour the damp lace.

"Yeah." He huffs before yanking them down my ankles and then tosses them behind his shoulder.

A clench of nerves clutch at me as Enzo wets his lips and then dips his face down to my pussy.

"Fuck," I groan out as he licks up my slit, only grazing my clit.

Enzo snarls and grips my hips, pulling me closer to his hungry mouth. I gasp, flopping back on the bed as Enzo's tongue dips inside me and flicks over my swollen bundle of nerves.

My eyes open and I stare up at the ceiling, or rather, a mirror. We are definitely using that later.

Enzo lifts his head from between my legs and I whine at the hungry ache his talented mouth has left behind.

"Why?" I pout as Enzo clambers up my body, his lips shiny with me.

"Because, mi piccola, you still need to be convinced."

"I'm- I'm convinced." I gasp out, my fists clenching as he rolls his suit trousers over my core, the coarse material causing my pussy to clench in desire.

"Sorry Stellina," he chuckles in my ear as he drives his hips into my over and over again until the force and the pressure is overwhelming and wonderful and spectacular.

My eyes squeeze shut and so do my fists as I feel my climax building, just as the waves begin to nip at my feet, Enzo pulls away again, chuckling.

"Enzo, you bastard!" I groan out as he laughs again.

"You look so fucking good all flushed and frustrated, piccola."

I smile and stand from the bed, my legs slightly unsteady as the denial of two orgasms has left their mark.

Enzo stands back, holding his arms up in invitation as I slip out of my skirt and red corset top.

"You look damn fucking good," my sexy soon to be lover praises as I fondle my nipple whilst staring at him.

"I know." I whisper, kicking my dress off my ankles as I step towards him.

Enzo's breath shudders as I grip him by the waistband and pull him against me.

"Now, let me make you feel good too." I tease as I drop down to my knees in front of him.