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I look down, my eyes firmly on him, and he catches my gaze as he continues to explore and lick and tease me until I can barely take it anymore.
“Dante, please,”
“You’re tight, Little Red. I need to get you ready for me.” He lowers his head again and flicks my clit with his tongue as a second finger glides inside of me and he begins to move them at the same time.
“Oh God, Dante,” I moan. Heat begins to build in my body as the feeling of Dante’s fingers inside of me have me grabbing his hair, pulling him closer to me, needing the increased friction.
“Ride my face, Bella. Fucking give it to me.” I begin to move my hips a little more as he flicks my clit with his tongue again, and I push his face into me, my hips now working with a mind of their own, eager to chase my release. Dante removes his fingers and grabs my ass, as his tongue and mouth work in tandem.
“Dante!” I scream out to the room as I explode, my body convulsing around him, but he doesn’t stop. He continues to lick and suck me, growling into my pussy in pure delight.
“Fucking perfect,” he murmurs.
Panting, my hand comes up, and I rest it on my forehead, covering my eyes, not quite believing how sexy that whole experience just was. I try to catch my breath and calm my racing heart as Dante crawls up my body, peppering kisses all along my skin, until he reaches my face.
“Like I said, best fucking tiramisu I have ever had,” he whispers in my ear.
“Me too,” I reply, a big smile spreading across my face, and I move my hand to look at him. His eyes stare deep into mine.
“Now, are you ready for the main course, Bella? Because I am still fucking starving,” he growls as he pushes his erection firmly into my stomach.
It is then that I realize that I have never wanted anything or anyone more in my entire life than I want this man right now. And if this is what happens when I make him his favorite dessert, then I am going to be making it every day for the rest of our lives.
24
Dante
I put my hands under her arms and lift her up the bed. The lamp shines a ray of light across her body, giving her an angelic glow, of which this devil is going to fuck right out of her. Even though I know her body is getting weary, I want to make her come on my cock; something I have been daydreaming about since I first slammed her tiny body into the pavement. If she wanted me to stop, I would, but as I look at her underneath me, she wants me just as badly as I want her. This beautiful young woman is going to end me for all others.
I lean over to my draw and grab a condom. I’d prefer to go bare with her, but I want to be careful. I want her first experience with me to not be something she or I regret later. She watches me as I kneel on the mattress in front of her and sheath myself, my cock growing harder for her by the second and even more so with her eyes watching, taking it all in.
Missionary sex is not something I have done in years, but I want to watch her. I want to watch her face as I push inside of her. I want to see her face when she comes, and I want her to watch me too, to know what she does to me.
It is not something I have had the urge to do before. But taking her from behind like I usually do with any other woman is not even something I contemplate at this moment. It is a surprising thought to me because even with my ex-wife, I couldn’t look at her when I fucked her. That alone should have brought up red flags, but it wasn’t like either of us had a choice back then.
I lean over her and kiss her neck, my second favorite spot on her because her scent is delectable and I want to drown in it. My hand travels down her perfect body, and my fingers find her clit again, drawing small circles. I want to hear her beg for it.
I fucking love it when she begs for me.
“Tell me what you want, Annie,” I grit out, barely hanging on as she withers around underneath me, the slightest touch of my fingers setting her off again. Her need for me is a permanent fucking turn on, and as a man with very little patience, I should win a fucking award for the restraint I am showing tonight.
“I want you Dante,” she moans out, her eyes hooded as I look at her, my fingers continuing to circle her as she begins to pant for me already.
“Are you mine, Annie?” I ask her one last time, wanting to make sure she knows who she now belongs to. Because like I said, there is no going back.
“I’m yours. I am all yours, Dante,” she whispers back, looking me dead in the eye. My nostrils flare at her words, the beast in me about to unleash if she says my name again. I position myself at her entrance, my knees pushing her legs wider, and I kiss her again to keep me grounded, wanting to remember this moment, wanting it etched into my mind.
I pull back to watch her face as I begin to slide inside of her. I am moving so slowly that I think I will burst a vein, but I watch her eyes as they widen a little, and I push in a little more before I see her bite her lower lip.
“Breathe, Bella, you are so fucking tight, but you feel so fucking good,” I grit out to her, barely hanging on.
Her hands glide up and down my back before they rest on my ass and she pulls me in, telling me she is ready for more.
“Keep going. I want this so bad. I want you. Dante,” she moans on my name, her words leaving her as I push my way farther, until I am fully inside of her, and pause again.
“You good, Bella? Because you feel fucking amazing to me.” I say, about to burst a blood vessel but wanting to make sure she is alright. I am a big man, and she is tiny in comparison.
“Dante,” she whispers, and I look at her concerned. “Move, I need you to move. I need you to fuck me. Please fuck me, Dante.” Her words unleash me, and I begin to move.
