Chapter 72 No More Teasing
Lorenzo’s POV
She shook her head stubbornly, her fingers curling into my shirt, not to push me away, but to anchor herself.
Fine.
My thumb brushed down her neck, tracing the frantic throb of her pulse before I dragged my mouth to her throat. I kissed her there, slow at first, then harder, letting my teeth scrape lightly against her skin until a soft gasp escaped her.
There it was.
Her mouth parted. My lips returned to hers instantly, claiming the space she tried to deny me.
My hands went down on her, searching for the one spot that I always crave for when I’m this close to her.
I found it. I tried to slide a finger inside her but she cut it quickly. Breathe trembling.
“Lorenzo…. please,” she whispered, voice thin and breaking. “Can we stop already?”
I stilled.
My brows pulled together, confusion slicing through the heat between us.
“Did I hear you well?” My voice came out lower, rougher. “I thought this….” I lowered my head, eyes locked on hers, “…..is what you’ve been begging for.”
I didn’t wait for her reply and went for her clit again, but she still stopped me with a shaky breath.
“No….I mean, yes I want this too but not when you keep treating me like I’m just a slut.”
“Ohh. Fuck.” I growled. “Can you stop already? I already told you, all this can only end in pleasure, nothing more.”
She shook her head. “I refused to be used anymore. If you are not going to let me into your heart then I can’t.”
My heart ached with anger. “Stop it, Eve. I’m not asking. I’m taking.” I traced a faint line on her shoulder. “You already gave me your body the day you signed that contract, so I do whatever I choose with it.”
“Now shut the fuck up and remain still.”
She flinched, her expression weakening. But I ignored her and stepped closer, avoiding any space between us.
Her breath hitched, eyes wide open as she looked at me like I'm a monster before falling back to the cold wall.
At this point I felt guilty because I couldn’t hold it anymore, I never knew that this is how I will finally claim her. Here. In this open space, where anyone can easily walk in. But it’s not entirely my fault. I tried to keep off. Hell, I really tried.
The thought of how Delilah would feel, seeing me cheat on her, crawled in but I pushed it away. If Kim is truly Delilah, then there’s no reason to feel guilty. Nothing in this life or the next could ever make me take her as a lover. I’d deal with her later. Right now, she wasn’t my concern.
My cock strained again from my zipper, pleading to drive into her.
I caged her trembling body to the wall, watching her shiver in fear and desire. I kissed her nipple more than two times before going for my pants.
I ripped the belt open, unbuckled my button and my pants fell freely from my waist. My cock stood hard, positioned at her core.
Her eyes flattered innocently, half unsure if this is what she wanted.
The way she looked vulnerable made me feel the type of guilt that I have never felt for anyone in years.
Eve, I’m sorry that it later got to this. I said in my mind.
Then, my hand went to her core again and this time she didn’t push me away. She was at the verge of surrender just the way I wanted it.
I circled her slowly, letting her wetness coat my fingers.
She was already drenched, warm, trembling, fully ready.
Her breath softened, her fingers tightening on my shoulders as if she couldn’t decide whether to pull me closer or push me away.
“Oh. My little fire…..” I murmured. “Don't worry, you are finally getting daddy's cock today.”
My hand hovered around her entrance again, slow and possessive.
“When I’m done with you, this moment will burn itself into your memory. You’ll feel it every time you breathe. Every time you think of me. Every time someone else dares to touch you.”
She bit down on her lower lip, her head tipping back against the wall, a soft sound slipping from her throat as her thighs pressed together on instinct.
I watched every movement, every little tremble she tried to hide and felt something dark and satisfied uncoil in my chest.
“Spread your legs, Eve.” My voice came out low, unhurried, a command wrapped in heat.
She inhaled sharply, nodding once, too quickly, too obediently and parted her legs exactly the way I wanted.
This was the point of no return. I was so damn ready to take her, mark her, and make her mine. Fuck the consequences. No more teasing.
I went for my cock. Stroked it once. Then twice. A bit faster and harder before pressing it at Eve’s clit, brushing her walls with my other hand.
Eve hummed a soft, trembling sound that hovered between a moan and a plea.
Her arms slipped around me, pulling me closer, her body molding perfectly against mine.
Then I tried to drive into her before something stabbed through my chest. A sharp, sudden pain, so quick I almost mistook it for guilt clawing its way back up my ribs. But then it came again. Harder.Worse.
My breath punched out of my lungs. My knees wobbled.
This time, I couldn’t even see her clearly, let alone hold her gaze.
My body felt…. wrong. Weak. Like the strength that made me who I was had been ripped out of me in an instant.
And she noticed immediately.
“Lorenzo, what’s wrong?”
Her voice cracked as she reached for me, her hands catching my shoulders, grounding me.
Another wave of pain tore through me. I clutched my chest, a scream ripped out of my throat before I could swallow it. My legs gave way and I hit the floor hard.
“Lorenzo! Lorenzo! What’s wrong?”
Her voice sounded like it was coming from underwater, distant and frantic.
My vision blurred, darkening. All I saw before my eyes gave up on me was Evelyn scrambling, panic etched across her face as she covered her exposed body, then hurriedly used my discarded clothes to cover me too.
She was shaking, breathless, terrified, running off, maybe for help….maybe calling my name again.
I couldn’t tell. I couldn’t hear anything anymore.