Chapter 29 Next Door Neighbor 4 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️
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LAYLA'S POV
The water ran down my back, wet and cold against my skin and I shuddered when I felt his hand wipe down on my back, slathering it with soap.
We were both naked in his shower and he was behind me, his hands all over me as he washed me like I was something fragile.
“Do you think….we should talk about what happened?” I asked, as his hand swiped over my shoulder, sponge rubbing over my skin as he wiped off traces of what happened.
I felt no regret for anything. How could I? Not like Thomas gave a fuck about me. I think that was what did it for me. The realization that he was sleeping with his secretary. That was all I needed to know before I came over to Lorenzo's house.
His touch was light and possessive, tightening just slightly over my shoulder. “I don't think we have much to discuss except how much I wanna do that again.”
My brow raised and I looked over my shoulder at him. “Do what again?” I asked teasingly.
His hand stilled just above my tailbone and he was staring at him, his gaze heating up my skin despite the cold water that ran down my back.
“Are we fucking serious, Layla?” His voice dropped to a raspy sound that made me shiver.
I didn't relent. “You tell me.”
His hand continued moving, this time dropping to my ass as he slathered soap all over my bare skin. Something about the way he softly massaged my ass had me arching into his touch, my breasts pressed up on the cold hard tiles in front of me.
“You sore?” He asked, his breath hot against my ear as he leaned in, chest pressed against my back as water filled the space between us.
“Hm… No…” I pushed back against him to feel his length pressed between my ass cheeks.
He let out a groan that sounded pained before he started rubbing up on me, his length sliding between my asscheeks as he thrust upwards.
"Christ, woman…." He muttered softly, his dick throbbing against me. "You gonna make me fuck you in the shower?" He nipped at my earlobe. "Because that's where we're heading if you keep pushing that sweet ass back at me.”
“Is that a promise?” I groaned, pushing back even further at him.
"Layla… Fuck it.” He wrapped his arms around me, his fingers digging into my skin as he pressed my face against the cool tiles, spreading my legs from behind. “Hands on the wall, Layla.”
I leaned forward, placing my palms flat against the cool tiles and moaned loudly when I felt his hard dick press against my wet pussy from behind. He wasted no time, grabbing my hips and pushing forward, sliding his dick inside me in one swift motion, with the help of the soap. "... Fuck…”
He wrapped his large arms around my waist, pulling me flush against his chest. One hand slid up to squeeze my breast while the other stayed on my hip, guiding his thrusts. He started fucking me slow and deep, the sound of the water mixing with our wet flesh slapping together.
"Goddamn, this pussy is perfect…" He groaned, burying his face in my neck as he continued to fuck me slow and deep. His hips jerked forward, his dick hitting that spot inside me that made me cry out loudly.
He captured my cries with his mouth, hand pressing down on my mouth as he fucked me against the shower wall. His hand left my breast to grab my thigh, lifting my leg higher and changing the angle of his thrustsㅡDeeper strokes that had me whimpering into his kiss.
"That's it, baby... Take my cock like this..." He whispered dirty words in my ear, his hips moving with a steady, relentless pace. The water cascaded over our bodies, soaking our hair and streaming down our faces as we fucked passionately under the shower spray.
He reached around and spread my cheeks apart, allowing him to slide even deeper inside me. "Look at that… My dick disappearing inside you… Fuck, Layla…" His fingers dug into my hips as he bottomed out, his balls slapping against my clit with each slow thrust.
"You're so fucking deep..." I whined, my face contorting as he hit that spot inside me that made my toes curl. "Ahhh... Right there... Right fucking there..." My pussy made dirty, wet noises with every thrust he made. "Enzo..."
"You like that, baby? You like how deep I fuck this pretty pussy?" His voice was low and gravelly with arousal. He wasn't pounding into me like he had done before on the couch ㅡ this was slower, more intentional. Like he wanted to feel every inch of me surrounding his cock.
"Mmm... Fuck... Yes..." I hissed, tilting my head to the side so he could nuzzle into my neck and shoulder. His arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me back onto his cock with each thrust. "God, you're hitting... Mmm... That spot…”
As soon as his dick hit that spot deep inside me, my whole body shuddered and I came hard around him. My pussy clenched like a vice around his length, making him groan loudly as he was milked by my orgasm. Water splashed against the tiles as he kept fucking me through it.
"Holy fuck... Look at that pussy clamping down on my cock..." He groaned, his face contorting as he felt my pussy juice squeeze him tightly. He lost control of his slow pace, his hips slamming into me faster as he chased his own orgasm. "Fuck, fuck, fuck…”
With a final, deep thrust, he buried himself inside me and came hard, his dick pulsing as he filled me with his hot seed. "Layla... Fuck, Layla..." He panted against my neck, his arms wrapping around me tightly to keep himself inside me for as long as possible.
After a long moment, he slowly pulled out of me, his cum mixed with my release dripping down my thighs.
So much for a shower.
He turned me around and crushed his mouth to mine in a deep, passionate kiss. "You okay?" He murmured against my lips, brushing wet hair out of my face.
"Mmm..." I kissed him back lazily, my legs feeling shaky and weak. "I think you fucked my brains out..." I teased weakly, making him chuckle. "And probably made me addicted to shower sex..." I added with a lazy grin.
He laughed softly, kissing my nose before reaching for the soap again. "I'm gonna make you addicted to other things too..." He started washing my body gently, making sure to clean up the mess between my legs. "Like morning sex, afternoon sex, nighttime sex…”
My heart skipped. “Yeah?”
His expression was nothing short of amused. “Do you think I'm gonna let you go back to him again? Never, Layla. You deserve so much better. Maybe better than me but I'll give you everything I can. Now…let's have an actual shower, yeah?”