CHAPTER 2
He leaned forward, aiming his c**k at my stomach and t**s. With a deep, guttural moan he came hard, thick ropes of hot c*m shooting across my skin in messy streaks. One spurt landed right on my c**t, making me jolt. He kept stroking until every drop was out, then smeared the head of his c**k through the mess, rubbing his c*m into my skin like he was marking me.
I lay there panting, body limp and glowing. Enzo pulled his shorts back up, then surprised me by grabbing a towel from his bed and gently wiping me clean. No words, just soft touches that felt way too intimate for a no-strings deal.
He tossed the towel aside and flopped onto his own bed, only a foot away. “Night, Denis. Sweet dreams.”
I stared at the ceiling, p***y still tingling, his c*m scent faint in the air. This p
