Bound to my Enemy novel Chapter 91

Chapter 91: Chapter 91.

The moment his mouth touches my clit, my body reacts before my mind can catch up.

A sharp breath tears out of me as my knees threaten to buckle, my palms flattening against the cool surface in front of me as sensation floods everywhere at once. My reflection blurs. I can’t tell if it’s the heat, the panic, or the way pleasure slams into me without warning.

Zane makes a low sound against me, rough and unfiltered, like he’s been holding it back all this while. His hands move with purpose, steadying me, keeping me right where he wants me as my breathing breaks apart.

I shouldn’t want this.

I know that.

And yet my body responds like it’s been waiting.

Every nerve feels exposed, every thought fragments. I’m aware of him everywhere at once, the way he doesn’t rush, the way he takes his time like he knows exactly how close I already am to losing myself.

My head falls forward, forehead pressing against the glass, breath fogging the surface as I fight for control and lose it anyway.

"Zane," I gasp, not even sure what I’m asking for.

He doesn’t answer. He just moves closer, crowding my space until there’s nowhere for me to go except into him. His presence is overwhelming, grounding and consuming at the same time, and it makes my chest ache with something dangerously close to relief.

Then suddenly....he stops.

The absence is cold enough to hurt.

I let out a sound I don’t recognize, half frustration, half desperation, and that’s when I hear him behind me, slow and deliberate. My pulse stutters. I don’t turn around. I can’t.

"Don’t fucking move," he says quietly.

Through the reflection in the mirror I see him bring down his trousers..... then his underwear and holyyyyyy fuck!! He’s huge, I mean I’ve felt him before and he did seem big but I didn’t think it was this big. I suddenly find myself wondering if he’s going to fit because it’s been a while for me and I have not had that size before.

But my body obeys before I can argue with myself.

The next moment is all heat and force and inevitability. He comes back and pulls me to stand, then he gently turns me over and bends me, giving me the chance to back out or maybe tell him not to bend me over but I’m too far gone to object to anythibg so I bend and arch my back for him, immediately he confirms I’m in position he positions himself behind him and slams into me in one go and suddenly I’m coming, I cry out chovking against the mirror as Zane continues to pound into me . My orgasm pours through me as he slides in and out of my pussy, fucking me in deep hard strokes with the wet sounds of my pussy holding onto his thick member fills the room. The world narrows to sensation, to the way he holds me together as everything inside me breaks loose at once. I cry out, the sound torn from somewhere deep, my body shuddering as the release hits harder than I’m prepared for.

Zane stays with me through it. Doesn’t let me fold in on myself.

His grip tightens, anchoring me, keeping me upright as the aftershocks ripple through me and leave me shaking, breathless, undone.

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