Diana's Pov.
Enzo pulled off his silk tie, letting it dangle from his fingers as he stood in the doorway to the bedroom, from the way he had hurriedly tried to removed his tie, it could be told he was desperate for something, one that feels like he could nor get enough of.
“Hi, honey, I’m home.” he call out, his delicious manly voice rang through the bedroom.
I paused with one hand on my pearl earring, no longer able to breathe normally when the most gorgeous man in creation was drinking me in, devouring my eyes with his. My hands trembling with anticipation as i placed the pearls in my jewelry box, and waited for him to come to me, to be with me again in the next five, four, three, two..mm
I Waited for Enzo to take me to that naughty place I secretly loved to go, the place where I shamelessly show my vulnerability without holding back, where I scream to the highest heavens from sheer pleasure from my lover.
His long stride ate up the hardwood between them, enzo threw his tie onto the duvet cover and then he was standing behind me in the mirror, his front to my back, running large tanned hands over my arms, sending goosebumps all over my body, his hands caressing my arms felt like it was immersed in butter, it felt smooth, sending tingling sensation through my entire being.
My nipples peaked beneath my thin silk blouse and I bit my lip at the erotic picture of my aroused pink areolas pressing against the thin white fabric.
“Bad girls don’t wear bras,” he said in a low tone that heated my blood another ten degrees, making me swallow really hard, almost gulping for breaths.
As soon as I had come home from the office, I had removed my bra and panties, knowing how much it would turns Enzo on, he always wanted me to be naked, not bothering to put on panties whenever iam with him.
“Or panties,” i whispered, my voice barely a whisper as Enzo pulled my ass into his hips and the full, hot length of his erection throbbing against me sent a flood of wetness straight to my pussy, making it throb with desire. Intense wanting for him to slide his thick penis into me, to make me feel full again.
“Bad girls need to be spanked,” he said as he brushed my blond hair away from my neck and bent his mouth to my exposed flesh. I shivered as he nipped at my skin, kissing me between love bites. His hands moved across my rib cage, making the slow trip up to torso, to the sensitive swell of my breasts.
At last he covered my tits with his hands and squeezed them, rubbing his thumbs over my nipples. His touch was light at first and then when i thought i couldn’t stand it anymore, he squeezed them between his thumbs and forefinger. I cried out my pleasure, nearly coming where i stood.
“Take off your skirt,” he commanded in a quiet voice and i immediately obeyed, my shaky fingers fumbling at the clasp and zipper on the left side of my gray wool pencil skirt, the anticipation of what is to come was almost making me go crazy.
The thick fabric dropped with a whoosh to the floor and cool air blew across my exposed mound. Oh God, all I wanted was for Enzo to slide his big hand over my pussy lips. I had been dreaming all day of the moment he would touch my clit, the perfect instant that his thick fingers penetrated me again and again, harder and harder as I exploded on his hand.
He lifted me up into his arms and carried me over to the bed. “I’m ready Enzo” i breathed. “Fuck me. Now.” I told him, the desperation was in my eyes, he could feel it in my voice, I knew what I wanted, I do not want to wait any longer.
But he was not to be deterred from his plan. “All in good time,” he said as he pulled my arms up over my head and secured my wrists to the iron bed frame with his blue-and-yellow-striped silk tie, he took a white scarf, rolled it into double ams tied it around my eyes.
“You’re tying me up?” i said, my words sounding far more like a request than a question.
Enzo didn’t bother answering as he moved over to my dresser, pulled out two scarves, then returned to the bed and spread open my legs wide open. My cunt throbbed with heat and need as he exposed my wet flesh by tying first one ankle and then the next to the iron posts.
He stopped, not saying a word, the room fell dead silent, I knew he was starring at me and I was overwhelmed with the need to please him. My silk shirt was in disarray, my breasts were thrusting up at him, my pussy slick and plump with arousal.
