Enzo walked with me in his arms out of the movie room.

I looked up to see him smiling as he walked. My body felt on edge from the hour-long teasing that he put me through.

I felt like I was throbbing down there, and he just looked smug about the whole situation.

"I'm going to take you to my bedroom. It's the only soundproof room here, and I want to hear you moan without being nervous my brothers will hear you. Okay, love?"

I nodded, not trusting my voice to conceal my desperation.

I was not a virgin or anything, but I never was with a man as experienced and mature as Enzo. He was older than me, and he knew exactly how to wind me up to the point of no return.

When we got to his room he locked the door and laid me on his bed.

I looked around quickly. His bedroom was massive. All black with charcoal grey and silver accents here and there around the room. He had black silk sheets on his king-size bed with a giant glass window that was floor to ceiling on one of the walls, looking over Manhattan.

It screamed wealthy. I felt out of place, but too horny to care enough. My mind was hazy with lust.

"God, you're so beautiful, Lilly." He groaned as if it pained him.

I blushed and looked away.

"I can't wait to eat your pretty little pussy," he whispered into my neck and I whined, being impatient.

He crawled on top of me and kissed my cheek. I leaned into him.

"So beautiful," he murmured as if to himself.

"So sexy."

My blood heated at that and a flush crept up my neck. I let him lift my shirt off of me leaving me in a bra and my sleep shorts.

His hands slid into my shorts, into my panties, and onto my bare clothes. I gasped at the sensation he gave me with just his thumb.

"So fucking wet for me."

I moaned before I could hold it in. He groaned and leaned further into me.

His lips met mine and he kissed me roughly. His tongue pushed into my mouth and I let him take control.

Then he slid down to my pussy, after kissing both of my thighs and my stomach.

His two fingers meet my entrance and start teasing me. He doesn't slide them in though, and it drives me crazy.

Within a few minutes of him teasing me, I'm a panting mess. He knows it for sure. He smirks against my lips and I whine.

"Tell me what you want Lilly."

"Your fingers inside me."

"Mmmm. I like your mouth much better when it's dirty."

He roughly shoved his fingers into my wet hole. I couldn't hold back the moan I was holding in, and he bit my neck over my pulse. I arched my back into him trying to get his fingers into me as deep as they could reach.

His movements were rough and slow, in the most amazing way. But, every time I came close to coming he stopped. I was sweaty and my pussy ached. He has been teasing me all night. I couldn't take it much longer.

"Please, Enzo," I begged to come.

"Hmmm. I don't know if I want you to come yet."

His breath tickled my inner thigh and I squirmed.

My orgasm my building again and if he stopped I thought I'd maybe cry. The feeling was amazing but also painful.

"Please, daddy!" I screamed.

My eyes flew open as soon as I heard the words leave my mouth.

Maybe it was because he was so much older than me. Or that he made me feel so tiny. Or because he was so in control all the time, always the boss. I couldn't stop when the word flew out of my lips.

"I'm sorry I-"

I was beyond embarrassed.

"Shhh. I like it, Lilly. It's so hot. You can call me daddy, baby girl. You should only call me that." His eyes were serious and I just blinked at him.

"Do you know what BDSM is Lilly?"

I stuttered when I tried to reply. I knew what it was, though I never tried it out. I was always intrigued by it but didn't have anyone to try it out with.

"Yes, um I do. Sort of..." I replied timidly.

"Oh my innocent Angel," he said condescendingly.

"Do I have to teach you? Because I'd love to do that. I wouldn't mind having to train you. I want you so bad, Bella."

"I want you to. I always wanted to try that stuff..." I mumbled, a little embarrassed to admit my desires.

"Mmmm, I own many BDSM clubs in New York Lilly. Maybe I will bring you there as my submissive? Would you like that? To be my submissive? Where everyone can see you're mine, because you are mine, Lilly. All mine."

I moaned loudly at his possessiveness. I found it sexy beyond words.

"Yes I'd like that," I all but whined out.

"You want to be mine? Be my little Angel in public and my submissive in private."

I nodded eagerly.

"Say it. Say you'll be mine. Say that you want this."

"I want it," I breathed out. "I want you to be my dominant. I am yours, Enzo."

The weeks of dates and teasing and flirting made me go mad with desire for this man. All of my self-preservation went out the window. I was begging him. It was honestly desperate-sounding.

But my desperation didn't turn him off in the least.

"You're perfect Lilly," he cooed in my ear.

"Such a good little girl for me." I nearly melted at hearing his deep voice say that.

"Please, Enzo," I begged for nothing in particular. I wanted anything that would satiate the ache in my pussy.

"No baby, you want to be my sub you need to say it right. Address me how you're supposed to, kitten. You can either call me 'sir' or 'daddy'," he said firmly. My thighs clenched together at his new name for me.

"Please, sir. Please, make me come. It hurts so bad," I begged.

"My good girl," he purred. My pussy throbbed at the praise.

His body lowered down so that his face was against my pussy.

His big hands stroked my thighs and he kissed the inside of my thighs, one after the other. I shuddered, feeling him so close to my most intimate area was making me feel drunk with lust.

"Please, daddy," I whined.

"Mmmm, you smell delicious baby girl," his nose brushed against my thighs as he gripped them tightly. He licked me once, his tongue trailing from my slit to my clit and he groaned. I gasped at the sensation of his tongue pressed flat against my aching pussy. "But, you taste even better than you smell, kitten."

I moaned at his words.

He leaned back into me and continued licking me expertly. He was so good at reading my body, knowing how to pleasure me with ease. I was moaning and whining for him in less than a minute, ready to come all over his lips.

"Please, Enzo!"

"Oh, angel. You know that's not what you're supposed to call me. I thought you wanted to be a good girl for me, but I guess not. Do you want me to punish you, is that it? I was going to make you feel so good, but now I think I'll hurt you instead. Would you like that? You want to feel my palm against you," his tone made a chill run down my back.

"I'm sorry, sir," I quickly spoke, fearing what his punishment would be like, but also more interested than I should have been. He must have noticed because he smirked and bit my thigh hard. "Aghh," I cried out. He kissed the spot that he bit and sucked on it gently. I moaned into the pillow next to my face.

"I can see how much you really want it, the pain. You want me to show you how it will feel when those two feelings meet."

"Yes, daddy," I barely recognized my voice. I sounded like a different person.

"Since this is your first time doing something like this, I'll go easy on you baby girl. I'll still let you come. But, I'm going to spank you after. Do you think you can handle that, angel? If you don't want to do that, we don't have to."

But I did want to do it. I wanted all of it. Especially the spanking. This was Enzo giving me an out before it got too intense.

"I want that, please. I want you to spank me firs-"

I didn't even finish the sentence. Enzo flipped me over onto my stomach and pressed my face down against the pillow. I moaned, never feeling this type of dominance with a man before. I arched up, giving him access to my intimate parts.

He growled and smacked my ass hard.

I hissed at the sting but moaned at the burn followed by it.

"You okay, my angel? Is that too much for you?"

"No, it's good. So good, sir," I whispered.

His hand slipped in between my legs and ran down my slit.

"Oh, my little slut likes it," he said in my ear, his voice raspy.

I nodded against the pillow, wanting more.

When he called me his slut it felt like my core melted even further. I was panting for him at that point.

He pulled my panties down slowly.

"If it gets too much for you say 'red' because I'm not stopping if you cry or say stop okay?"

"Yes, sir. I'll say 'red' if it's too much."

"Good girl."

His fingers hooked into the hips of my panties and he pulled them off of me. I was so bare to him. His one palm pressed into the small of my back, keeping me still. His other hand was rubbing the cheek he smacked a few seconds ago.

I sighed, feeling relaxed for a second until his hand left my ass cheek and came down harder than the first time. I yelped at the pain, worse than the first but still just as good. I felt like I was high with arousal.

If he spread he would have seen my dripping pussy.

I groaned when he spanked me again. This time he stopped to run a finger down my slit.

"Oh, my little slut loves pain, doesn't she?" he said with mock sweetness. I whimpered at the degradation. It made me feel so little but in a good way. Like he was in charge, like he owned me. The feeling was heady, and his words left me breathless.

I nodded, unable to focus enough to answer him.

He spanked me harder, where he already just hit me. The sting was so much worse like that.

"AGH," I arched up in pain.

"Answer me, angel," he leaned on top of me, pinning my body in place.

My brain felt fuzzy with pleasure and pain. I whined instead. His body lifted off of me and another smack came down of the opposite cheek.

"Be a good girl for me and use your words," he said sweetly in my ear.

I nodded and mumbled a yes.

"Use your fucking words, princess," He growled loudly, followed by yet another spank.

I jumped a little on instinct. It scared me to hear his voice like that. He always spoke to me so softly.

His hands stroked down my back soothingly, reminding me that he was not actually mad at me, and I was safe. His voice traveled straight to my pussy, though. I shivered a little.

"Relax, baby girl. I won't push you too hard. Does it scare you when I talk like that?" His hand continued stroking up and down my spine soothingly.

"Yes, I was just shocked, because you have never spoken like that. But, I actually like it," I said, my cheeks burning up a little at admitting that.

I couldn't deny it. Hearing him talk in that dominating way did shameful things to my insides.

He hummed and kissed a line down my spine, then back up stopping at my shoulder blade and resting his chin there.

"I think you were made for me, angel," he purred.

My cheeks blushed even redder and he chuckled.

"Do you think you've had enough spanks, princess?" he said, throwing me off guard.

I stuttered and he chuckled again, I felt his chest vibrating against my back.

"Well, you still haven't answered my first question. So how about you answer that one first. Then I'll decide whether you need more punishment."

"I like the pain, sir." I rushed out the words.

"Hmmm, that's what I thought," his fingers slipped into my pussy quickly and roughly. I gasped at the intrusion.

"I think I'll give you five more, and then I let you come on my face as many times as you want," he said seductively. I nearly came right there.

"Yes, please daddy," I obediently begged.

"Fuck, it's like my weakness when I hear you call me that. It makes me want to do horrible things to you, angel."

I shuddered at the thought of those horrible things.

"You're such a good little girl for me," he cooed before laying five more spanks down on my cheeks. He alternated between both cheeks each time. They were fast and hard. I was a moaning mess throughout the whole thing.

As soon as he finished he pulled up my hips making me arch my back, then rubbed both cheeks once, before he split them and shoved his face into my dripping pussy.

He sucked on my clit, nibbling it ever so slightly.

I was moaning so loud that it was embarrassing. Thank goodness the room was soundproof. I would have combusted from embarrassment if his brothers heard me like this.

He continued his assault on my pussy, not coming up for air once until I was screaming that I was going to come.

I think I literally saw stars, and he never stopped lapping at me until I was completely done riding out the waves of pleasure.

It was the most intense orgasm I ever had. I was panting and sweating. I could feel my hair stuck to the back of my neck. My legs felt like jello and I didn't have the energy to even move.

Pure ecstasy.

"You want to come again, angel?" He kissed my thigh, I felt his nose trail over my slit and I gasped. It was so sensitive. He was crazy.

"No, please daddy. I can't," I breathed out.

His hand swept my hair off of my sticky back and he laid a kiss on my shoulder blade. I sighed, feeling content and he kissed my neck then my temple. He flipped me over and kissed my lips gently.

"You did so well, angel. You're such a good girl for me," he punctuated his praise with a kiss on my forehead. I blushed at his compliment. I honestly loved praise.

"You look so pretty like this. Ass red from my palm. Pussy swollen from my tongue. Dripping on my sheets," he continued praising me. I was blushing like a hot mess.

His thick cock was pressing against my thigh and I gasped at the feeling. I wanted him so bad, but I was on the verge of passing out.

Enzo stood up and shrugged out of his pants, and I stared at his impressive size.

I couldn't believe how aroused he was. I didn't even touch him and he was rock hard.

He smirked at me and readjusted himself in his boxers.

He lifted me bridal style and I looked up at him in confusion. I thought we were about to fuck.

He carried me to the bathroom and placed me on the sink counter. I was still naked, except for my bra.

He walked over to the giant bathtub and started filling it with water and bubbles.

I watched him as the muscles in his back flexed with movement. His tattoos were on full display, and he looked huge like this.

I was probably drooling like a desperate woman. Although, I truly was for him.

"Don't you want to... uh," I pointed at his hard-on and he chuckled.

"You've never experienced something like what we just did. I know it's intense. Plus I'm a big boy, angel. I'll be okay," he winked at me and I gulped. Big boy was an understatement. This man's cock was thick and enormous.

He must have seen where my thoughts were heading and he chuckled, shaking his head at me.

"Tsk Tsk, my dirty girl," he joked. I giggled.

The tub filled with water and bubbles and he checked the temperature with his hand.

He came back over to me and pulled me into him to unclasp my bra. Then he lifted me again, to place me gently in the tub.

The water soothed the sting leftover on my ass. I sighed at the warmth.

I watched him as he tugged off his boxers and slipped into the tub behind me. He pulled against him so softly, as if I was made of glass.

I leaned into his chest and closed my eyes as he started washing my body with a fluffy loofah and body wash that smelled like him. Masculine and delicious.

My body was tingling with sensations from the way he was gently bathing me.

"I really like you," I blurted out like an idiot.

He ran his fingers through my hair, massaging my scalp.

He paused for a second and I was ready to die of humiliation. Why did I say that?!

"I really, really like you too, Lilly," he said as he kissed the top of my head.

I think I actually swooned.

I blushed. I wanted to talk more but I was utterly spent.

"Now, relax. I'll take care of you, baby girl."