42 Enzo in Action (F)

Catriona was enjoying a glass of champagne while standing alone on the pavement listening to the chatters and the sound of crickets and frogs. The location of the mansion was good. Maybe she could buy an isolated hideout for herself. She got lots of money in her account that she earned on every mission, and she has her allowance and bonuses. It is just right to spend it for herself as well.

She sends half of it to the orphanage and other countries for charity. She only keeps 30 percent for herself, for savings, and the other twenty percent in small hospitals. She hugged herself feeling a little cold since it was night, and the location of the mansion is refreshing.

Warm arms wrapped around her, giving her enough warmth for a hard body.

"Tell me, how many men have you had sex with?" He mutters softly in her ear.

"None of your business." She answered coldly.

"I can tell you mine and you tell me yours."

"Does it matter to you?"

"Not really. I am just getting ready to work it out so I could show you how good I am. I am not lame." He grinned at her.

"Tell me, Enzo. Does sex only matters to you?"

"Of course not, my goal is to make you mine. Where do you live? So I could cook you something after you got off from work."

She was curious as to why this man had to do such a thing for her. She's worried that it will be hard for her to be independent again if he spoils and makes her dependent on him.

He took her to his room. It's now or never. Even though he planned on not doing it with her, she still participated so maybe it will be good. He helped in removing her clothes and saw faded marks on her sides. He touched it lightly. Scar.

"Where did you get this?" he asked.

"Are we gonna fuck or tell a tale?" he looked into her cold eyes.

"Okay, sorry. Hard way or the gentle way?"

"What do you prefer?" she asked boldly and went to the bed already naked.

"I do both." He grinned and removed the rest of his clothes. He leaned down, corner her, and kissed her lips.

"Contraceptives." She reminded her.

"Uhh," He stopped for a while. "I thought we were planning on making babies?" She frowned at him. He only grinned although half of it wasn't a joke. 

"What if I couldn't have babies?" She asked. It made him stop and locked his eyes on her face. She was still deadpan as usual. "I don't want to get married and that has been my life plan. There is a possibility that I'll die unexpectedly because of my field of work."

He caresses the soft skin in the middle of her chest admiring her like he didn't hear her talking.

"Do you think I can't protect you?"

"I can protect myself but you, protect me?" She chuckled sardonically. "I survived this long. I don't need your protection."

He bent down and kissed her collar bone than her beautiful chest. He traced kisses until he was down there and noticed something. She was sensitive—very sensitive and it only meant one thing and as well as when he was down there—he knew that she was untouched. 

Of course, she's a virgin. She had killed the man who tried to rape her. 

He pleased her first before going all the way there. Though she's in a little pain and held onto him tight. He didn't use rubber for protection and to satisfy her for the first time. But he has to pull out before he is done so he won't impregnate her before their wedding—well if there's a wedding to be held for both of them.

After that, he prepared a warm bath for both of them so her muscles to relax. She was drained. But not totally. She still has her remaining calories to waste. He picked her up and put her in the warm water. He joined her and massaged her down there.

"So I am your first?" He was too lucky.

"Shut up." She closed her eyes and leaned on him. She moaned and held on to him.

"It isn't a bad thing to show me your soft side."

"What soft side are you talking about?" She asked sharply.

"Your every soft side. I know that you are a cold person but—I am here to melt that frost and put fire on it."

So, getting laid was like this. It was pleasurable and quite painful. After the bath, he didn't let her off easily. So, she wasted her energy with him on the bed all night as used condom foil was everywhere. Well, this was a fun exercise.

He was tired and she was as well. She turned back from him pulling the duvet to cover her body. From lust, her eyes change into the cold like they used to be. But it gets colder as she remembers how she suffered back then. Her body almost suffers a blow—the trauma stays but not the one when she killed that man, slitting his throat.

But now, she did it with full passion and lust. Tequila was right after all. She needs to get laid after being a virgin for a long time. She was 2 years older than Enzo but age doesn't matter to him after all.

She closed her eyes to sleep but as soon as she closed her eyes she fell into a nightmare. But she fought in that nightmare killing the men who harass and molest her. Their laughter and lustful gaze send chills down her whole body.

She sharply opened her eyes and the first thing she saw was a man's face. Maybe this was an attack. She reached for something on the pillow but her gun wasn't there and she was about to attack him when he spoke.

"Bad dream?" He asked and reached to her face. She exhaled and pushed the sheets as she strode to fetch herself a glass of water.

She drank a glass of water, standing there naked in front of him. She finished another glass of water and reached for her clothes. He watched her and didn't say a thing. He suddenly woke up when he heard her gasping for air. Now, it's just a bad dream. He already thought that it must have been her trauma back then. 

"Come here."

"I'm leaving." She said coldly.

"Because you almost killed me a while ago?" He asked bluntly and she stopped searching for her clothes.

"Catriona, come here. We aren't done yet. Besides, it's my birthday." He strode in her direction naked and picked her up like she was weightless.

She wrapped her arm around his neck and she willingly spread her legs for him. He grins and kisses her passionately. He reached for a condom and stopped when he couldn't find any. 

"Wait, I'll search for a condom." He said and searched in his drawers. Damn, the box that Ethan gave to him was already empty and there was no condom at all. She lazily watched him as he put on his PJs and told her to wait. He went to Ethan's room and found a condom in the bathroom. Luckily for him, the box is still sealed.

He rushed to his room and found her waiting patiently. He admires it for a while as he gives her a sly grin.

"What took you so long?" she asked, peeved like she wasn't in a good mood at all.

"Sorry," he lifted the box. "But this will do." She chuckled.

"Wow, where did you get your stamina?"

"I work out. But I slack off more to use this energy on another form of exercise. Are you ready?" He grinned seductively.

"I am tired of waiting here."

"Sorry to keep you waiting. I won't do it again." He crawled onto the bed and kissed her face and then her middle chest. "I'll compensate for that." His wet kisses go down to her abdominal area until the very sensitive area… the area between her legs.