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I taste myself on him, and suddenly, I’m the one who feels addicted.
“I could do that all fucking night,” he murmurs against my lips. “But damn, I need to be inside you.”
“God, yes,” I whimper, a slow pulse of arousal moving through me as my exhausted body perks up at the thought of being filled up by him. “Fuck. Please.”
Dante groans, breathing deeply, then sits back and shoves his pants down, his thick cock jutting forward the minute it’s freed. He starts to stroke it, watching me intently, then digs a condom out of his wallet.
“Get me ready,” he says, passing it to me as he watches me with a dominant, hungry look.
I sit up a little, ripping it open and reaching for him. Fuck, I love his cock. Even better is the way he reacts when I touch it. His breath hisses out as I wrap my hand around the shaft and the muscles in his thighs go tense, standing out in stark definition, when I swipe my thumb over the leaking slit.
“Princess,” he groans, his voice strained with need.“Don’t tease me right now.”
I look up and meet his eyes as I roll the condom down. His eyelids droop, and he shudders under the firm slide of my hand. It’s hot as hell, but I don’t get the chance to disobey him by teasing him more than that, because the second I’ve got him sheathed, he presses me back down on the couch and drapes his body over mine.
“Need you,” he mutters. “I’ve been dreaming about your perfect little pussy since the first time I was inside you. Did it miss me? Did it miss my cock?”
“Yes,” I breathe, not even caring that it might sound a little pathetic to admit that. Because no one has ever fucked me like Dante has, and right now, I don’t care if he knows it.
Satisfaction burns in his eyes, and then he’s lining his cock up and shoving himself balls deep inside me.The sudden intrusion punches an obscene sound out of my lips, and Dante’s grin turns positively feral.
“That’s right. Let me hear you. I fucking love it when you get loud.”
Even after three orgasms, his size is overwhelming, but I’m wet enough that there’s no resistance. My pussy stretches around him, and Dante doesn’t give me any time to adjust. He presses my knees up to my chest, holding me exactly where he wants me, and starts fucking me with hard, demanding strokes, his eyes locked onto mine in a way that’s almost as overwhelming as his cock.
“Fuck, you’re tight. Hugging me like a glove. Your pussy feels as good as it tastes, so soft and wet it’s like heaven. I could fuck you forever.”
“Dante!” I gasp, digging my nails into his shoulders as his hips collide with mine over and over. There’s not a single shred of the usual laid-back charm in his expression now. Just intensity and ownership and something primal that makes every stroke feel like he’s trying to claim me.
A few minutes ago, I didn’t think there was any way I could come again, but the feeling of having him inside me lights up a whole different set of nerve-endings, and as I clench around him, hot pleasure starts to build low in my belly, the warning sign of an impending orgasm.
I don’t fight it, letting that heat spread outward slowly, my body rocking beneath his on the couch every time he bottoms out inside me. The slapping sound of skin on skin fills the living room, punctuated by the inarticulate noises coming from each of us.
He drops his head to kiss me, his tongue plunging into my mouth in a mirror of what his cock is doing, and as I kiss him back with everything I have, the bubble of pleasure breaks.
I squeeze my eyes closed, my face contorting and my nails raking his back as I come hard.
“Fucking beautiful. That’s it. Damn, princess, you were made for this,” Dante grunts as he fucks me through it. “Now look at me.”
I drag my eyelids open, feeling well and truly wrecked, and he pulls out and slips the condom off, his eyes burning right through me.
He leans over me, bracing himself with one hand next to my head, and jerks himself off hard and fast. “Watch what you do to me. See how fucking crazy you make me. Shit, Riley.Fuck.”
He’s so close that I can feel the movement of his hand as he works himself, the wet tip of his cock brushing my stomach with every stroke. The feeling of it lights me on fire, and I reach up and tunnel my fingers through his hair, dragging his face down toward mine, hungry in a way I’ve never felt before.
“Fuck,” Dante grunts one more time, hot ropes splattering across my core and lower belly as his lips meet mine in a fevered kiss. His hand keeps pumping between us as he milks out the last of his cum, marking me with it.
When he finally releases his cock, he drags his fingers through the mess he made, smearing his release over my pussy like he’s trying to rub it in. Then he settles a little more of his weight on me, his cum-slicked hand gently cupping my hip and the other cradling my face as he keeps kissing me, both of us trying to catch our breath.
I don’t know how long we stay like that, but it’s long enough that our kisses start to shift from hot and intense to slow and lazy, our lips melting together as our tongues explore and taste.
Finally, Dante presses a light kiss to my nose, then groans softly and draws back from me.
“Fuck, that was good…” He trails off.
“But?” I prompt, because I definitely hear one coming.
I let him help me up, pretty sure my bones are liquefied, and he scrubs a hand over his face to reveal a rueful smile.
