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I looked over my shoulder, watching him fuck me. Sexy. He held my leg in place as he arched into me. As I sank down on to him, he watched my body as if he couldn’t tear his eyes away. He focused, and it made me want to throw him off his game. I reached between my legs, stroking my clit in time to his thrusts.
“Fuck!” he whispered loudly.
“What’s wrong? Can’t handle it?” I asked sarcastically.
“So, you want to play?” He chuckled and rolled onto his back, pulling me with him.
Dante spread my legs on the outside of his and began arching into me from underneath at the same time that he lowered me onto him.
Whoa!
I searched the room for help as he continued fucking me senseless. He was so deep that it hurt. Spasms racked me so hard that my orgasm was building uncontrollably. He was going to make me scream. I tried to salvage air to bring it into my lungs, but he kept knocking it out. He was in control, and I had nothing. Nothing to hold on to, no place to run, and not even a voice to scream while he was being brutal to my poor pussy. She was sobbing in complete joy while I wondered if I was going to make it through this alive.
Something… hit… deep, and my eyes felt as if they were bulging out of my head as everything snapped and broke into so many pieces that my eyes couldn’t keep up. Were those stars? The first orgasm rolled into a second and a third, but the pleasure kept building. Was it broken?
“Dante!” I shouted, terrified about how good this all felt.
He smacked my ass hard, and that was all it took for the next orgasm to pound through me.
“Fuck. Fuck!” Dante rolled me over onto my stomach and rode me hard.
I screamed, but nothing came out. My body took everything he gave, coming when the right buttons were pressed, sucking him in and out of me. The spasms grabbed me tighter and harder as they wrung from my body.
“Almost… almost… fuck!” He spanked me over and over, making me so wet. I’d always enjoyed pain with sex, but he’d been my first lover to make me come from it. And he was enjoying it just as much as I was. “Why is your pussy so good? Damn girl…”
Dante’s strokes slowed, but I could feel him spasming inside me. He was coming. Looking behind me, I could see him biting on my red satin shirt that he’d destroyed. Where was my camera when I needed it?
He collapsed on top of me, withdrawing as he did. The friction startled me, sending me into an orgasm that took the remaining energy from me.
Dante kissed the back of my neck and shoulders, helping to calm me down. I was completely and utterly speechless.
There was a knock at the door, and I froze. “I know you two are probably famished. Would you like me to bring breakfast up?”
It was the owner. She was an older lady by the name of Anne. She’d been really kind to me since I’d been here, reminding me of what I’d expect from an aunt. So, I was beyond embarrassed that she knew what was going on in my room. I couldn’t bring myself to speak, so I just stayed still, hoping she’d go away.
“Good morning, Ms. Anne. That would be great!” Dante responded.
I grabbed the pillow and hit him with it repeatedly. “Why would you confirm it?” I fussed at him.
“Honey, he didn’t need to say a single word.” Anne moved away from the door, shuffling how she did, as she went to get us food.
“Oh, god. Everyone heard me.” I hid my head in my pillow and rolled away from him.
Dante chuckled. “I told you to keep it down.”
“Me? I remember you grunting and groaning, too. Not to mention the squeaks of the bed!”
“Either way, the next time that we do this, it’ll be at my house. I don’t want you holding back.”
“Who says there will be a next time?” I rolled my eyes at him in annoyance.
“Have you seen how you look? I’m definitely coming back for seconds.” Dante kissed my shoulder and winked at me.
“Seconds? We had sex more than once.”
“Darlin’, that was the appetizer and first serving. Like I said, I’m coming back. I’m not the guy who walks past something tasty, like it doesn’t exist. Especially when I want it. I eat up and wait patiently for another piece. And you’re going to serve me, Michelle.”
What was I saying again?
