Chapter 37 (Aura)

The sting of his palm on my ass sends a shockwave of pleasure through me. I gasp, my body reacting to his domination. He does it again, harder this time, leaving an imprint of his hand on my skin. It's erotic and exciting. I want more.

"You like that, don't you?" His voice is hoarse and strained, full of desire. "You like the idea of my handprint on your perfect ass."

I moan, my face pressed against the wall. "Yes... please... do it again."

He chuckles, the sound sending shivers down my spine. "Such a naughty girl. Can't get enough, can you?"

"No," I admit, my cheeks flushing. "I want you to mark me. Make me yours."

His hands grip my hips, pulling me away from the wall. He spins me around, his eyes burning with intensity. Without a word, he lifts me and sets me down on the edge of a nearby table.

I look up at him, my chest heaving with anticipation. He teases me, sliding his cock against my entrance, but not entering.

"What do you want, Aura?" His voice is demanding, making me feel like I'm the one in control, even if it's just an illusion.

My eyes lock with his. "I want you," I whisper, my voice steady, belying the turmoil inside me. "I want you to fuck me. Take me. Make me yours."

With a growl, he thrusts into me, filling me with his length. I cry out, arching my back as pleasure and pain collide. It's been so long, and I'm so ready for this.

"That's it," he grunts, his hands gripping my arms and pulling them behind my back. "Feel how deep I can get. You're stretched around me, tight as fuck."

He begins to move, his hips snapping back and forth as he pounds into me. The sensation is overwhelming, all-consuming. I can't think, I can't breathe, I can only feel.

"You're mine now," he snarls, his voice harsh in my ear. "This pussy belongs to me. You understand?"

"Yes," I whimper, my body shaking with need. "It's yours... all yours..."

His thrusts become more urgent, his grip on my arms tightening. "I can feel you clenching around me, milking my cock. You can't get enough, can you? My dirty little toy."

I cry out, the sensation building inside me. "Please... I need... more..."

He leans in, his mouth close to my ear. "You're built for this, Aura. Built for my pleasure. This tight little cunt is made to be fucked by me."

My breath catches at his words. I'm out of my mind with need, his cock buried deep inside me. "Yes... I'm yours to use... please, Enzo... harder..."

He complies, slamming into me with renewed vigor. His fingers find my clit, rubbing it in time with his thrusts. I'm a mess of sensation, drunk on his touch.

"You're so wet, baby," he growls, his lips brushing my ear. "Imagine what you look like right now, spread out for me, my cock buried in your tight pussy. I could come inside you, fill you up, leave you a mess on the floor."

The image sends me over the edge. "Yes... please... don't stop..."

He lets go of my clit, instead grabbing a fistful of my hair and pulling my head back. Our eyes lock, his gaze intense and possessive.

"That's it," he grunts, his hips slamming into me. "Look at me while I fuck you. See how much you need this, how much you need me."

I nod, my breath coming in short gasps as he works me relentlessly. His fingers find my clit again, rubbing it in firm circles. I'm lost in the pleasure, my body his to do with as he pleases.

"Come for me," he commands, his voice harsh. "Let me feel that tight cunt grip me while you fall apart."

His words are my undoing. My body tenses, pleasure rushing through me in waves. I cry out, my back arching as I surrender to the all-encompassing sensation.

Enzo groans in response, his thrusts becoming erratic. "That's it, baby. Squeeze me... take what you need..."

My voice is a whisper, my body still trembling from the force of my orgasm. "I... I can feel you... so deep..."

"That's right," he grunts, his pace relentless. "My cock's buried in your sweet pussy. It's gripping me, milking me dry..."

His words, the feeling of him inside me, it's too much. I'm on the edge again, but this time it's different. It's not just my body that's responding, it's my heart, my soul.

"Enzo..." I moan, my voice filled with a mix of pleasure and something more. "I—"

He silences me with a kiss, his lips devouring mine as he continues to move inside me. I'm lost in the moment, drowning in the sensation of being possessed by this man.

Enzo steps back, his eyes dark and intense, a flush of arousal on his cheeks. I feel it too, that urgent need building inside me.