Rebecca’s POV
My eyes grew wide.
My breath caught in my throat.
I couldn’t help but watch his hand as the heavy jeans opened up.
I saw the sharp lines of his hips and the dark hair leading down into his underwear.
The huge size of him was already pushing hard against the denim, reacting instantly to the angry heat between us.
What the hell was he trying to do?
With one smooth, heavy tug, Enzo pushed his jeans and his underwear down past his hips.
My mouth fell open.
His massive, erect cock sprang out, thick and heavy, already fully hard and pointing straight up toward his chest.
The skin was dark and hot, and thick veins wrapped around it like ropes.
Right at the very tip, a clear drop of pre-cum leaked out, glistening in the light of the bedroom.
It was easily a thick, heavy nine inches, looking completely wild and dominant.
I swallowed hard, feeling a sharp, throbbing ache between my thighs.
My pussy got so wet it felt like a warm wave, soaking right through my panties.
Fuck.
I wanted him.
He was a complete jerk, a monster who let them throw me in a cell, but my body didn’t care.
I fucking wanted him so bad it made my head spin.
Get a grip on yourself, I screamed at myself inside my head.
I forced my eyes away from his massive cock and looked him straight in the face.
He had a proud, cocky smirk on his lips, knowing exactly what his body was doing to me.
I glared at him, forcing my voice to stay steady and cold.
“Still average,” I lied, my voice cracking just a little bit.
Before he could say anything, I turned around, trying to run out of the room.
I couldn’t stay in this room for another second.
I didn’t even know how he did it, but in a split second, he was right in front of me.
His huge body blocked the door, and with one hard push, he pinned me right back against the wall.
His bare chest slammed into mine, and I could feel the thick, hot length of his cock pressing right against my stomach through my maid uniform.
”Say what you said again,” he growled, his dark eyes flashing with a dangerous, hungry fire.
I lifted my chin, my heart slamming against my ribs like a trapped bird.
“I said you are moderate, Enzo.”
He let out a low, rough scoff, a dark smile spreading across his face.
He grabbed my hand, his large, rough fingers wrapping around my wrist.
Slowly, deliberately, he pulled my hand down between our bodies.
”Well,” he whispered, his hot breath brushing against my lips.
“Why don’t you feel it and tell me?”
He forced my hand down until my palm brushed against the scorching heat of his skin.
Then, he wrapped my fingers completely around his cock.
I gasped out loud.
Fuck.
He was so warm, so incredibly thick.
My fingers couldn’t even meet around the heavy width of him.
For years, I had dreamt about this.
I had dreamt about holding him like this, wondering what it would feel like to have his full size in my hand.
Enzo let out a deep, rough groan as my hand closed around him.
His grip on my wrist tightened, his eyes darkening into pure, unbridled hunger.
”So, what do you think, little Becca?” he whispered, his voice trembling slightly with the strain of holding back.
“Still average?”
”I am not little, okay?” I snapped, trying to keep my voice sharp even though my heart was beating like crazy.
“You’re just ten years older.
That doesn’t make me small.”
He scoffed, his lips parting as he prepared to say something arrogant back to me.
But before the words could leave his mouth, I slowly closed my grip and stroked him.
I slid my palm up the thick, veiny shaft right to the very top, smearing the hot drop of fluid across the head.
Enzo immediately went stiff as a board.
A loud, breathless groan ripped from his throat, and his head fell back against the wooden door.
”What…
what are you doing?” he growled, his eyes snapping open to look down at me in absolute shock.
I tilted my head, looking up at him with a fake, sweet smile, though my own blood was rushing so fast I could hear it in my ears.
“Just checking if your cock is actually working, Alpha.
Since you’re getting so old.”
His eyebrows pulled together in a dark frown, his nostrils flaring with anger and desire.
But I didn’t let him recover.
I slid my hand all the way back down, gripping him tight and stroking him a second time.
”Stop,” he choked out, his eyes closing tight as a heavy shudder ran through his massive, muscular frame.
Instead of stopping, I let my fingers slide even lower.
I moved past the thick base of his shaft and went straight for his balls, cupping the heavy, aching weight of them in my hand.
He let out a sound that was half a roar and half a sob, completely helpless under my touch.
Seeing this massive, powerful man shaking from just my hand gave me a wild rush of power.
He thought he could make me feel small.
He thought he could look down on me just because he was older and bigger.
I decided to use his own words against him.
With my free hand, I reached down and grabbed the hem of my scratchy gray maid uniform.
Slowly, I bunched the fabric up and pulled it all the way up to my hips.
The cool air of the bedroom hit my bare legs, exposing my plain lace panties.
They were completely soaked through, the wet fabric clinging tightly to my swollen, throbbing pussy.
I looked him dead in the eyes, a sharp, mocking smirk spreading across my face.
”You keep calling me little, Enzo,” I whispered, my voice dripping with pure defiance.
“But look at you.
You’re shaking in my hand.
I bet this ‘little’ girl can make a great, big Alpha like you cum in two seconds flat.”
That did it.
Enzo’s eyes flashed a terrifying, glowing wolf-gold.
Hearing me challenge his manhood while looking right at my wet panties completely shattered his last bit of control.
He let out a loud, animalistic growl that shook the door behind me.
Before I could even breathe, he ripped my hand away from his balls.
He grabbed both of my wrists in one of his massive hands, slamming them above my head against the wall.
”You think you can make me cum that easily, Becca?” he snarled, his face twisted with a dark, wild hunger.
“Let’s see who’s fucking begging by the end of this.”