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“Holy fuck.” I almost melted on the spot.
“Much better.” He dropped my shredded underwear to the carpet and with his hands on my hips pulled me closer again. “Now, Lucia, I’m going to watch while you come undone and I’m going to enjoy every second of it.” With one arm low around my waist, he held me still while he ran his hand up my inner thigh, touching me lightly between my legs. I whimpered as my knees almost gave way and I had to hold onto his shoulders to steady myself. Fuck, nothing had ever felt this good. “Mm, that’s it.” He pulled his hand away, licking his finger, tasting me, his eyes dark with desire. “So delicious. So perfect. So wet,” he said, putting his hand back between my legs. “Come for me, Lucy.”
As if I had a choice. He moved his hand lightly at first, just a soft, feathery touch against my clit, his arm around my waist and my hands on his shoulders anchoring me. My legs buckled and my breathing turned ragged when he slipped first one finger, then two, inside me. He played my body like it was a finely tuned instrument and he was a virtuoso.
He moved his hand faster, his palm brushing against my clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure surging through me. The pressure built and I closed my eyes, letting my head fall back and my hips move instinctively until the pleasure bloomed in my core and spread from there, making my body tremble and jerk, and I did what he wanted: I let go, coming completely undone for him, moaning, crying out.
When I stilled, he pulled me into his lap, holding me gently with my head on his shoulder while he ran his fingers through my hair. He let me float dreamily in the afterglow for a few moments before shifting me slightly so I was sitting up and facing him.
Cupping my face, he kissed me softly, languorously, tangling his tongue with mine, drawing out the kiss as I sighed against his lips. I could feel his cock, hard and insistent, pressing against my hip, and I felt the first flares of fresh heat swirling inside me. Desperate to get my hands on his skin, I leaned back slightly, undoing the buttons of his shirt one by one, pushing the material aside so I could run my hands over his chest. His hard muscles clenched under my palms, and I let my hands drift lower. The position was awkward, so I moved slightly so I could reach, brushing my hand over the hard bulge in his pants, feeling my inner muscles clench in anticipation. I wanted this, so badly. Wanted to feel him inside me. But he clearly wasn’t in a rush, just pushing his hips against my hand, threading his fingers through my hair while he kissed me.
His hands roved over me, removing my clothes until I was naked in his lap. I should have felt uncomfortable and self-conscious, but the way his eyes followed the path of his hands over me, I was anything but. It seemed like he just couldn't get enough of me. That he loved what he saw. I’d never felt more beautiful.
Dipping his head, he ran his tongue over my nipple. “Tell me what you want,” he said, squeezing my other breast, running his thumb over the other nipple.
It was time to be a little daring, to make the most of this erotic feeling he created in me. “You want to hear what I want?”
“Mm hmm.”
“I want your cock.”
He raised his head, surprise and heat flaring in his eyes.
“Right now.” I stood and went to collect the shopping bag he’d dropped near the door. When I turned back to him, he was already stripping off his pants, his cock thick and hard as he wrapped his hand around it. Retrieving the box of condoms from the bag, I tore it open and hastily pulled out a foil packet. Not being quite brave enough to do it myself, I handed it to him, watching while he rolled it on.
He wrapped his fingers around my wrist, his eyes moving over me, leaving a hot trail in their wake. “You want it, take it.”
Oh god, he was going to let me be in charge. I’d expected him to pull me down on the bed and crawl on top of me, but no, with his hands on my hips he guided me so that I was straddling him. Lowering myself slowly, I shuddered when I felt the tip of his cock at my entrance. He was much, much bigger than I was used to and as I lowered myself further, I felt him fill me, stretch me wide so I had to shift a little to take all of him in. Dropping my forehead to his, I stayed there for a moment, my eyes closed, reveling in the feeling of him, the scent of him, of us, washing over me.
“Eyes on me, Lucia,” he growled.
I raised my head, looking him directly in the eye, almost drowning in the dark intensity I saw there.
“I want you to know who you’re fucking.”
I moved my hips slightly, rocking against him, shivering at the feel of my clit rubbing against him. “I know who I’m fucking,” I replied breathlessly. How could I not? Dante Moretti was a revelation. I kept my eyes open regardless, did as he said, watching him as I moved my hips again. His clenched jaw and furrowed brow told me he was about to tumble over the edge. Fuck, I loved that. Loved that I could do that to him. So I moved some more, faster, up and down, but not yet fast enough to get either of us off.
“Christ, you’re a torment.” With his hands cupping my ass, he spurred me on, pushing me to move harder and faster on him. I gave up trying to pretend I was in control and just let go, letting his hands set the pace until I was chasing my second orgasm, riding the rising tide of pleasure, moaning and crying out. When I was just about to peak, I felt him slap my ass, swift and shocking. The stinging sensation reverberated through me, sending me toppling over the precipice.
My body shaking, I screamed out, raking my nails across his shoulders, completely out of control. I felt him tense up, his hands bruising me as he held me still while he came, his cock jerking inside me. The intensity almost overwhelmed me and I collapsed against him, wrapping my arms around his shoulders and burying my face in his neck. Never, ever, had I felt anything so intense or amazing. I’d had no idea my body could respond like that. I could feel Dante’s heart thundering, hear his labored breathing while his hands stroked up and down my back, soothing me. The greatest revelation of all was that I could do to him exactly what he’d just done to me.
I felt him press a kiss into my shoulder. “We have a problem.”
I snapped my head up. “Do we?”
Pushing the hair back from my forehead, he smiled. “There’s no way one night is going to be enough.”
“Indeed.” I couldn’t agree more.
“Change your flight.”
I smiled back. “Okay.”
“Stef gets back Monday.”
“Okay,” I repeated.
He brushed his lips lightly across mine and pushed me to my feet. As he went into the bathroom, I grabbed my phone from my bag, glancing around at our clothes strewn across the floor. It looked like a room where two people had just had wild sex.Well, I guess that’s what it is, I thought, grinning to myself. I logged into my airline booking and changed my flight to Monday morning. Then I straightened up the room, hanging my skirt and jacket in the wardrobe, sighing and smiling at my ruined shirt and destroyed underwear. By the time Dante came out of the bathroom, everything was put away and I was lying on the king-sized bed, thanking whatever gods had prompted me to get a room upgrade: I couldn’t imagine trying to squeeze Dante into a standard double bed.
