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“Baby,” Dante growled. “Hell fuckin’ yes! All of the above.”
I hummed. “I can do that. I can tell ye all of those things and more, daddy.”
“Fuck.” He shuddered. “Fuck me, baby.”
“Oh, yeah.” I fucked him faster. “Make me pussy sore. I wanna feel ye every time I sit down tomorrow.”
“Ina,” Dante choked out. “Jesus, baby.”
I was so close that my body was on the edge of bliss.
“Your cock loves me tight pussy, doesn’t it?” I panted, bucking my hips against his frantically. “You’re so hard for me. I want this cock to fill me up every day. In me bed, in me shower, against the wall—”
“Fuck!” Dante roared. “Oh, fuck! Baby, I’m nearly there. Come on, come on, come on, get me there. Holy shit, Ina!”
His thumb moved faster than I did, and I was torn between sensations. When Dante pivoted his hips ever so slightly, a surprise scream tore free of my throat when his cock rubbed a spot inside me that sent a jolt up my spine.
“There.” I gasped, chasing the sensation down. “There. Right there.”
The hand on my waist tightened painfully as Dante’s hips bucked upwards to meet me. The sounds of our bodies colliding, moaning, and panting all blended together until I couldn’t tell them apart. My heart slammed into my chest as the familiar sensation of an impending orgasm drew near. My breath hitched, my insides quivered, and my core burned.
“I’m gonna come,” I rasped. “Yes! Oh, God—”
“Me too,” Dante groaned, his eyes hooding. “Christ, me too. Faster, Ina. Fuck me faster.”
Seconds later, I slammed down onto Dante as my body exploded into a mess of toe-curling, nerve-soothing pleasure. Wave after wave of molten heat flooded my body. It travelled to every nerve and settled in each muscle. When my body reminded me to breathe, I realised that my eyes had shut at some point, and my body was falling forward. I pressed against Dante’s body, his chest rising and falling as rapidly as mine.
I became aware of his touch once more as my senses slowly started to come back online. One of his hands was still on my waist, the hand that was previously between my legs now had a death grip on my right arse cheek, and his lips were against my neck. Not moving, just resting against my flesh as we both came down from the highest of highs.
My eyes were still closed, and I was amazed to find that I was suddenly sleepy. My muscles were lax, and my body was spent. I felt so good, and I knew I had never experienced sex the right way until this encounter. It wasn’t simply sex. It was fucking. I fucked Dante. Me.
“Ina. O’Shea.” He breathed heavily. “Jesus Christ in Heaven, woman. Where did that mouth come from?”
The wave of passion was beginning to recede, and every dirty word I had said during my sex haze came crashing back into me. I leaned back slowly, widened my eyes, then flung my hands over my face.
“Don’t.” Dante tiredly laughed and pulled my hands down. “Don’t get shy now after everythin’ ye just said to me. Christ, woman. D’ye have any idea how fuckin’ hot that was? I’ve never come so hard.”
“Ye told me to tell what ye were doin’ to me … I just said everythin’ I wanted to say.” I leaned forward and hid my face in his neck. “It made it better, didn’t it? I felt myself get wetter and hotter and … and I liked it.”
I closed my eyes and relaxed against him.
“Fuck yeah, it made it better.” Dante’s hands slid up and down my bare back. “I’ve never come so hard. I love that filthy mouth. Ye liked ridin’ me too, huh?”
I tried to respond, but it came out in an incoherent mumble, making Dante laugh.
“I’ll take that as a yes, then?”
I hummed and snuggled against him. His arms slid around my body and hugged me against him.
“Are ye okay?”
I nodded, and he continued talking, but for the life of me, I couldn’t understand what he was saying. My mind still wasn’t firing on all cylinders yet. Things went quiet for a moment, then I had the sensation of falling, and I jolted.
“I have ye, country,” Dante murmured. “Rest, I’ll take care of ye.”
With a small smile on my face, I was asleep before he finished speaking.
When I awoke, it was dark out.
For a moment, I stared up at the ceiling before I lifted my head and looked around my moonlit bedroom. A snore to my right drew my attention. I turned my head and stared at him. Dante didn’t leave. He was naked in my bed, sleeping peacefully next to me. I tried to tell myself he was probably just tired and didn’t want to go home to sleep to avoid overthinking things, but my heart didn’t care.
