Accidentally Yours (Merffy Kizzmet) novel Chapter 35

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Her lips curled. “I like you like this.”

That wrecked him.

He kissed her–deep and dirty, tongue tangling with hers like he could pull the breath out of her lungs and keep it.

She clawed at his shirt. Pressed her chest to his. Moaned into his mouth like she’d been waiting for him to snap.

Her breath hitched as his teeth grazed her throat.

She was still pinned to the wall–legs wrapped around him, his hand around her neck, and nothing but fire between them.

“Keep running from me, Lola,” he growled.

“See what it gets you.”

She smiled through a shaky breath. “Guess I’ll have to find out.”

That was all he needed.

He peeled her off the wall and tossed her onto the bed like she weighed nothing. She bounced once, laughing–but it cut off when he stalked toward her.

Jacket off. Shirt gone. Belt ripped from his slacks with one sharp pull. His eyes never left her.

“You gonna be good for me now?” he asked, voice low, dangerous.

Lola, grinning like sin, pulled off her shirt in one smooth motion.

No bra. Just bare skin, tattoos, and temptation.

“You gonna stop talking and fuck me already?”

He was on her in a heartbeat..

His mouth crashed into hers–his weight pushing her down, pinning her like prey. One hand tangled in her hair, the other skimming down her stomach, into

her shorts.

“No panties?” he rasped.

“You ruined those hours ago.”

Jesus.

He dragged the shorts down her thighs, slow just to make her squirm. She kicked them off, legs spreading with zero shame.

Enzo knelt back to look at her. Just look.

Hair wild. Mouth swollen. Inked skin flushed and waiting.

“You’re so fucking perfect,” he muttered, dragging his hands up the insides of her thighs. “And you don’t even know what you do to me.”

She propped herself up on her elbows. “Then show me.”

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He grinned. “I plan to.”

He bent down and buried his mouth between her legs.

She gasped–sharp and high–and grabbed the sheets like they might save her. They wouldn’t.

Enzo devoured her. Consumed her.

Tongue slow at first, savoring every sound she made. Then faster. Rougher. Tongue circling her clit while his fingers slid inside her–curling just right.

She was already dripping. Already falling apart.

He held her hips down when she tried to lift. Made her take it.

“Enzo-” she gasped. “*Fuck-“I-”

He didn’t stop.

He licked and sucked and fingered her through the tight, shaking mess of her first orgasm, and when she came again a minute later–legs shaking, voice cracking–he was still there.

When she whimpered from overstimulation, he finally pulled back–face wet, lips swollen.

Then he stood. Undid his pants.

Lola’s eyes went wide.

Good.

“You gonna run now?” he asked, stroking himself once.

“Not,” she whispered. “right now. Maybe later.”

He climbed over her. Pressed his tip right where she was throbbing for it.

“You sure?”

He ran his tip up and down. Moving her sweet nectar everywhere while continuing her overstimulation.

She grabbed his face. “Enzo. Fuck me.”

He slammed into her. One solid trust that sent them straight to heaven.

She cried out–raw and breathless–and he dropped his forehead to hers, panting against her mouth as he filled her deep.

Tight. Wet. So fucking hot.

“Shit, Lola-”

He pulled back and thrust again. Harder. Deeper.

Her back arched. Her nails clawed down his back.

He grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head with one hand. His other arm wrapped under her thigh, hiking it up as he drove into her–faster,

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harder, punishing in the best way.

Every sound she made was for him.

Every gasp, every curse, every desperate please.

“Mine,” he growled into her ear. “You’re mine, Lola.”

She moaned–high, needy, wrecked.

“Yours. All yours.”

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