Choptor 72 Midnight swim
#Chapter 72: Midnight Swim
Enzo took my hand and led me upstairs. The house I assumed it was his father’s — was spacious with a modern design, and had huge windows that looked out over the ocean below. Enzo led me down a dimly lit hallway and opened a door to a large bedroom.
The bedroom had a king-sized bed, another massive window that took up the entire wall facing the ocean, and even had an electric fireplace that Enzo turned on with the flick of a switch. He gently led me over to the bed and sat me down, getting on one knee to slip off my shoes.
“Put your arms up,” he whispered once he had my shoes off, then slipped my shirt off over my head when I did as he asked. His eyes lingered on my breasts in the moonlight for a moment before he got to work on my pants, which I was just now realizing were covered in mud from my trip down into the ravine. I felt his hands brush the skin on my thighs as he pulled my pants off, which gave me goosebumps.
When he was finished, he looked up at me, still on his knees in front of me as his hands squeezed my thighs. His red eyes were looking at me in such a way that I knew exactly what he wanted.
“Do you still want me?” I asked, my
voice barely above a whisper.
Enzo slowly nodded his head, never breaking eye contact with me. I leaned forward and grabbed his shirt, pulling it up and over his head to reveal his chiseled abs and chest muscles. He stood when I was finished and unbuttoned his pants in front of me, sliding them down as his erection strained against his underwear.
Seeing him like this, with the moonlight shining through the window as he stood in front of me looking like a god, instantly made my panties wet. I couldn’t resist him anymore and grabbed his hand, pulling him down to me. As our lips locked together and our tongues began exploring each other’s mouths, all I could think of was that this felt… right. All of the tension, the pushing and pulling between us all semester, felt so silly now.
Enzo slid his hand down my panties again, but I grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand away as I flipped him over onto his back. He looked up at me with a shocked expression on his face while I began kissing his neck and chest, slowly working my way down until I reached his groin. I tugged on his boxers and pulled them down to reveal his cock, which throbbed visibly in the moonlight.
I shot Enzo one last, lustful look before taking his cock in my hand and sliding it into my mouth. I heard him moan as I worked my tongue around
it, familiarizing myself with its shape and size until I felt comfortable enough to start moving my head up and down. His hand made its way up to the back of my head as I pleasured him, his fingers tangling in my hair in a way that made my body tingle.
I came up for air, and as I did, Enzo grabbed me by the waist and threw me down onto the bed, sliding my panties off with an unexpected urgency before positioning himself between my legs.
He paused. “Are you okay with this?” he whispered, leaning close to me and kissing my ear. I nodded, too enchanted by his body to speak, and let out a loud moan as I felt him push himself into me.
I clapped my hand over my mouth in shock, but Enzo smirked and pulled it away as he eased himself in.
“Don’t hide it,” he said, his voice low and sultry. “I like it when you’re loud.”I felt my face go red at his words
He started thrusting into me, slowly at first, then began picking up speed. With each pump, his groin rubbed against my clit. In combination with the heavenly feeling of fullness inside of me as his well-endowed member thrust back and forth, I felt myself getting closer to orgasm. My moans went from soft and timid to loud and strained, as if I would burst at any moment.
I dug my nails into Enzo’s back and looked into his eyes as he worked himself into me.
“Go on,” he said, his curly hair hanging down into his red eyes as he hunched over me. “Come.”
As if his permission flipped some sort of switch, I felt my body erupt into a million different sensations of pleasure. I arched my back and felt my eyes roll into the back of my head as
Enzo continued thrusting, this time faster and harder, which only added to the feeling
Just as I finished, Enzo wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me up onto his lap. I grabbed his neck and began twisting my hips on him, getting faster and faster until his muffled moans turned into a low, animalistic growl that only fueled me to work harder.
“Nina,” he said out loud, his eyes rolling back in ecstasy. I felt a smirk play on my lips as I pushed him down onto his back and began riding him,
my hands pushing into his chest.
The moon came out from behind a cloud, illuminating us once more – and as it did, Enzo let out another growl and dug his fingers into my hips, pulling himself deeper as he finished.
I collapsed onto him, our bodies pressed together in a sweating,
panting heap. His shaking hands rubbed up and down on my waist as he gently kissed my neck with what little strength he had left.
“Should we shower?” I whispered after some time, rolling off of him and onto the bed. Sweat was caked on the back of my neck, making my hair cling to my skin.
Enzo sat up, breathing deeply and thinking for a moment, before shaking his head and standing. He held out his hand as a smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth.
“I have a better idea,” he said.
Feeling puzzled, I took his hand. He led me to the door, still fully naked.
“Wait,” I said, taking a step back and covering my breasts with my arms as he swung the door open. “I’m not covered.”
Enzo smirked and turned toward me, grabbing my arms and pulling them away from my breasts. “It’s okay,” he said. “Everyone else is asleep by now.”
“Are you sure?” I responded, peering
out into the hallway. Enzo nodded and took my hand again, pulling me after him. We quietly walked down the stairs and out the back door into the cool autumn night air. The cold breeze instantly made my nipples hard as he led me to the pool.
I watched by the poolside as Enzo walked down the steps into the pool, turning around and looking at me once he was fully submerged with a grin on his face.
“It’s heated,” he said. “Come on. It feels nice.”
Glancing over my shoulder one last time at the dark house, I walked down the steps into the pool. The warm water felt almost like a bath, enveloping me in its refreshing embrace. I felt a smile spread across my face as I let the water wash over me, as if it was washing away all of the pain of what happened in the forest.
Enzo swam over to the edge of the pool that faced the ocean, leaning his elbows on the rim. I looked at him for a moment, taking in the shape of his body under the light of the moon, before swimming to his side.
The ocean was calm, the breeze creating ripples on its surface as it lapped against the rocks below.
“Did you grow up here?” I asked.
Enzo shook his head. “No. My dad only built this place a few years ago…. After my mom died.”
I raised my eyebrows and turned to look at him. His jaw was set hard as he looked out at the ocean; there was at sadness in his eyes that I had never seen before. “I’m sorry,” I said, touching his hand. “I didn’t know your mom died.”
Neither of us said anything else for the duration of our swim. I wasn’t sure exactly how long we spent there,
looking out at the ocean and feeling each other’s bodies beneath the warm water, but eventually we grew tired.
The cold night air made me shiver as we got out of the pool.
Wrapping his arms around me, Enzo picked me up and carried me to bed.