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“The second hurdle was exploring and accepting what I enjoy without guilt or shame. You helped me learn what I like. What I need. You push me to expand my boundaries, and you don’t judge any of it.”
“You haven’t answered my question,” he says, quietly, the lines on his brow carved deep. “Do you recoil in fear?”
Recoil isn’t the right word. “Am I sometimes afraid?” I nod. “Yes.”
I feel him stiffen and begin to pull away, not physically, but emotionally.
“Let me finish before you retreat.”
He doesn’t so much as glance at me.
“Sex with you is like being on the ocean in a raging storm. I’m pulled under by giant waves, over and over, and I’m not sure I’ll survive. But each time, just when it seems like I’ll be fully consumed by the dark sea, the tide ebbs and I surface, gasping for breath. When it’s over, after the tempest’s final roar, my body drifts onto shore, beaten and battered. Spent. But with a sense of peace that only comes after a spirited storm.” I reach for his hand and squeeze. “I don’t recoil. I welcome it.”
His thumb makes careful circles on my palm. “You awaken something primal inside me. You have since that day in your father’s office. Even when the storm isn’t rampant, its intensity never wanes. I would be lying if I told you it will ever be anything else.”
“I would be lying if I told you I wanted anything else.”
After a few minutes of a comfortable silence, I swing my legs off the sofa and onto the floor.
He reaches out and hooks his arm around my leg. “Where do you think you’re going?”
I smile sweetly, leaning over, until my mouth is near his ear. “To the bedroom, where you’re going to lick my pussy until I beg you to stop.”
53
DANIELA
Antonio doesn’t follow me right away. He makes me wait, wondering if my cheeky attempt at seduction fell flat. Demanding him to pleasure me like that is a new frontier for us. Maybe it was too much too soon for a man who likes to be the one who makes the demands.
By the time the door opens, I’m not sure he’s coming.
As soon as he enters, I know the waiting was his twisted brand of foreplay. His eyes are gleaming, and his cock is already hard.
I’m naked, and his eyes roam freely over my body.
Neither of us speaks, but I feel the energy spiraling between us, and my arousal grows.
He lowers himself to the edge of the bed, and with two fingers, he beckons me over. My body sings as he pulls me between his legs.
“You’re wet for me,” he purrs, in that seductive tenor. “I don’t even need to check,Princesa. I smell your sweet musky scent from here.”
I stand perfectly still, while my cheeks burn, not with shame, but with passion for the dirty game he’s playing.
Antonio unbuckles his belt and makes haste of the zipper, before sliding his trousers over his hips and kicking them aside. His eyes don’t leave mine. “Do you want my cock,Princesa? Does your tight little pussy ache for it?”
The long, thick shaft juts straight out, below the trail of dark hair that begins on his rippled abdomen. It twitches under my gaze, and my mouth waters as it leaks a milky bead.
He pulls me onto his lap, and I straddle him, supported by his thighs. There are no words, just the promise of what’s to come.
He reaches for the nape of my neck and drags me closer, my nipples hardening against his solid chest as he takes my mouth roughly. I surrender fully, my eager pussy grinding against his cock.
After he’s had his fill, Antonio slides his fingers into my hair and tugs my head back, exposing my throat. I cling to his shoulders while his mouth assaults the tender skin.
The relentless throb between my legs. The sting of my scalp. His teeth and lips owning me with every delicious nip. The sensation is too much, but I don’t want him to stop.
When we’re at the edge of control, he lifts my hips and impales me on his thick cock.
My cry is lost in his neck.
