Perfect woman

Lily's heart rate picked up as she heard the footsteps closing inside the kitchen, one slow, steady step at a time. Heat curled under her skin as Enzo's torrid gaze touched her lingerie clad-body that left nothing to the imagination. She might as well be naked right now.

She glanced at him from the corner of her eyes, sitting on the kitchen island with her legs crossed and hands grasping the edge. Enzo undid his Rolex and placed it on the countertop with a light thud, but his gaze held her captive.

Next, he ran a smooth hand down his black tie, untying it while his gaze slid down her breasts which were perked up by the push-bra, to the flat of her stomach, and further down the curve of her plump butt sitting on the granite countertop.

"Open your legs, *amore." That deep, dark command slid right into her belly like the caress of his rough hand. "Keep them open for me to take you whenever and wherever I want, *capiche?"

"Yes." She breathed. Red splotched her cheeks and she did as