Accidentally Yours (Merffy Kizzmet) novel Chapter 24

Chapter 24

Enzo

Fuuuuuuck, that perfect peach of an ass is going to be the end of me.

Enzo followed.

One smooth pull–his shirt gone.

A shove of fabric–joggers hit the tile.

And then nothing but heat, heartbeat, and the sharp ache of restraint shredding inside him.

He stepped in behind her–slowly, quietly–but there was nothing casual about the way his eyes raked down her body.

She was unreal.

Back arched, hair wet and sticking to her skin.

Beads of water clinging to the slope of her waist, the curve of her ass, her thighs.

He wanted to touch her everywhere at once.

Bite.

Worship.

Ruin.

She turned when she felt him behind her.

She was already under the spray when he stepped in behind her–hair slicked back, droplets racing down her spine, her thighs, her ass.

She was perfect.

His perfect little problem.

Mine.

His fingers twitched at his sides. Every part of him coiled, tight with restraint.

She turned slowly, meeting his gaze head–on. No fear. No second thoughts.

“Shower warm enough for you?” she teased.

He stepped forward–close enough for the water to hit his chest, for her breath to catch.

His hands found her waist. Slid slowly over her hips. “You,” he said voice rough and low, “are the only thing in here I want to get my hands on.”

She smirked. “That line always work for you?”

“No,” he murmured, eyes dropping to her body. “You make me forget all the best ones.”

Did that even make sense? I have no idea at this point.

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Lola tilted her head. “Then shut up and show me.”

That did it.

Enzo dropped to his knees.

Right there, bare, soaked, undone–his palms bracing her thighs, his mouth inches from where he wanted her most.

He looked up at her.

Didn’t move.

Didn’t touch.

Just let her feel the weight of his attention settle like heat between her legs.

“You sure?” he asked, voice low, reverent.

There’s no turning back from this. Once I get my mouth on her here, I wont be able to stop.

Her answer was immediate: fingers in his hair, tugging just enough. “Do your worst, Don Marchesi.”

Holy fuck.

His mouth was on her before she could even catch her breath.

Tongue flat. Slow. Deep.

He licked up her slit, groaned at the taste, and did it again. And again.

She let out a strangled moan, bracing herself against the wall, one leg lifting slightly to open for him more fully.

“Jesus–Enzo-”

He slid two fingers inside her–curling slow, precise–while his mouth sucked hard on her clit, tongue flicking just the way she liked.

The way she’s moving, this is exactly what she likes.

She gasped. Arched. Cursed. Enzo threw one of her legs over his shoulder. Her thighs shook against his shoulders, and she choked out a sound that made his cock twitch so hard it hurt.

Her hips started rolling into his face. Chasing every stroke. Every suck. Every moan that vibrated off his tongue.

She tastes like ambrosia.

Fucking obsessed.

With the sounds she made.

With the way she pulled his hair.

With the way she was falling apart just for him.

And when she came–loud, high, gripping the back of his neck and saying his name like a war cry-

He didn’t stop. Couldn’t.

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Not until she sagged against the wall.

Not until her breathing was wrecked.

Not until she looked down at him with wide, dazed eyes like she couldn’t decide if she wanted to cry or climb him again.

Pressed himself to her.

“Your turn,” she whispered, voice wrecked.

Will I survive?

Lola

My legs feel like jelly, good thing I’m about to get on my knees.

The tile was cool against her back. Her chest rose and fell like she’d just run a mile barefoot in the Vegas heat. She could still feel the echo of his mouth between her thighs–the way he looked at her before he wrecked her.

Like she was sacred.

What the hell kind of man dropped to his knees like that?

Hers, apparently.

She opened her eyes. He was staring down at her–hair soaked, chest heaving, cock rock hard and twitching at full attention.

“Don Marchesi,” she whispered,

“You worshiped me like I was heaven…”

Her voice dropped to a sinful murmur as she stepped forward, hand trailing down his chest.

“Now, I’m about to make you see God.”

She dropped to her knees while pushing him onto the edge of the built in bench, hands resting on his thighs as she tilted her head up to look at him.

“You did such a good job for me,” she murmured, voice soft and filthy.

His jaw clenched. “Lola…”

“Let me return the favor.”

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She wrapped one hand around his length–slow, deliberate. He was big, thick and heavy in her grip, still slick from the shower, the head already flushed and leaking.

She licked the tip once–slow and teasing–then looked up at him again, lips parted.

Mmm, must eat a lot of fruit and stay away from sodas. He’s delicious. Maybe this is my new favorite source of protein.

“Keep your hands to yourself or there will be consequences,” she added, grinning. “Let me show you how good I can be.”

Enzo’s eyes went dark. He braced both hands against the tile beside him, muscles flexed, breath sharp, veins protruding from everywhere.

And Lola? Lola opened her mouth and took him in.

He let out a strangled growl the second her lips closed around him. Warm. Wet. Deep. Past the point where any other woman had taken him before.

She hollowed her cheeks.

Swirled her tongue.

Sucked slow and dirty, watching his eyes roll back as she worked him down–then up again with a slick pop that made his hips buck forward.

“Fuck, Lola-”

She moaned around him. Swallowed deeper.

Tight grip. Wet mouth.

Her hand moved in time with her lips, twisting slightly at the base while she pulled him deeper into her throat.

His thighs shook.

And when she looked up at him again–wet lashes, messy lips, full eye contact-

He swore. Loudly. “You’re going to kill me,” he growled.

She pulled off with a gasp. “Not yet, you taste to good to send to the afterlife.”

Then licked him from base to tip, eyes wicked, and took him back into her mouth–faster now, harder, until his hands slammed against the wall behind her and his hips jerked helplessly forward.

It didn’t take long.

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He came with a deep, snarled groan, spilling down her throat while she swallowed every drop–hands braced, chest heaving, water cascading over them like they’d just survived a storm.

Mmm, such a good boy.

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