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I clung to him, my head thrown back, my body nothing more than a mass of sensation as I matched his rhythm. I bounced up and down, grinding my clit against him on every down stroke.
“Just like that,” Dante growled. He grazed his teeth across my nipple, his breath raising goosebumps all over my skin. “Ride my cock like a good girl.”
An embarrassingly loud moan climbed up my throat when he closed his mouth around the pebbled peak and sucked. Wetness gushed down my thighs, over his leg, and onto the seat.
“You’re making a mess, sweetheart.” He turned his attention to my other nipple and tugged on it with his teeth. “Should I make you clean it up, hmm? Have you lick your own cum off the seat while I fuck you from behind?”
It was dirty and depraved, but his words triggered something deep inside me.
My orgasm slammed into me a second later with sudden ferocity, causing my back to arch and my mouth to fall open in a silent scream.
I was still trembling from the aftershocks when I felt Dante’s chuckle against my skin. “Here I thought you were so prim and proper when I first met you.”
I was too dazed to respond properly or notice when he maneuvered me into a different position.
One minute, I was on his lap. The next, I was on all fours, my hands and knees pressing into the rough black carpet covering the floor.
I wasn’t sure how Dante managed to move us so I faced our seat and he was behind me, but I didn’t particularly care.
A shiver of pleasure zipped down my spine at his next words.
“Spread your legs for me. That’s it.” Dante’s approval rumbled over me when I obeyed. “Let me see how wet that pretty little pussy is.”
I was just coming off the high of my release, but anticipation built again when the tip of his cock nudged my entrance.
When he didn’t make a further move, I pushed back against him and whined with need.
“Clean up your mess first, Vivian,” he said calmly.
I opened my mouth, intending to protest. Instead, my tongue tentatively touched the leather seat of its own accord. The tanginess of my arousal flooded my taste buds.
I should’ve been disgusted, but my core pulsed with need. My clit was so swollen and sensitive I felt like the slightest breeze could set me off again.
“Good girl.”
Dante’s praise washed over me like a warm aphrodisiac before he gripped my hair and thrust into me again.
My mind blanked. I broke out into a fresh sweat, my fingers digging into the bench as he pounded into me. Every time I caught my breath, another thrust knocked it out of my lungs again. Sensation stretched my skin taut and made me lightheaded until the world dissolved into nothing more than a symphony of squeals, moans, and the slap of flesh against flesh.
Minutes. Hours. Days.
Time grew increasingly disjointed until Dante reached around and pinched my clit.
The sudden spike of pleasure yanked me back to the present and made my back bow from the intensity.
Only half my resulting scream made it out before a hand clamped over my mouth.
“Shh,” Dante murmured. “You don’t want people to hear how much you love being fucked like this, do you? On all fours in the backseat of a car, taking every inch of my cock like you’re fuckingmadefor it.” He gave my clit another long, lazy stroke with his other hand. “It’s not very becoming of a society heiress.”
The gentleness of his voice, contrasted with the filthiness of his words and the brutal slam of his cock inside me, tipped me over the edge.
My second orgasm of the night crashed over me, so powerful and all-consuming it drowned out every other sound, including my cry of release.
It was just silence and the hot, electric pleasure lighting up my body as I came apart so thoroughly I didn’t know how I would ever be put back together.
Stars burst behind my eyes. I vaguely heard Dante’s groan as he came, but I was riding too high to focus on anything else.
Just when I thought it was over, another wave dragged me under, again and again, until I was a limp, trembling mess held together only by Dante’s arm beneath my waist and the weight of his body above my own.
