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I will never see that ring again. And I’ll pay for it. But right now, I don’t care.
I never want to put it on again.
Never want to feel the suffocating choke hold it has on my skin, the weighted time bomb that’s ticking away, counting down to the end of my newly found freedom.
In one fell swoop, he’s off me, and we’re a mess of tangled limbs as I help him rip his clothes off. He unbuttons his dress shirt in less than a second, sending buttons flying all over the room, and I work to free his cock from his pants. I’ve only felt it against me, only saw the outline, but I can tell just by the feel of it that he is ungodly well-endowed.
The moment I free him of his pants and briefs, his cock springs to life like it’s been trapped in a damn cage for far too long. And my God, was I right.
Long, girthy, and with just the perfect amount of a curve. I know that thing will undoubtedly hit spots I can only dream of. Spots I don’t even know of. He’s so thick. So long. My mind can’t even wrap around how big he is…in every single possible way.
“Holy fuck, Dante.”
He lets out a laugh as he looks down at himself. “Don’t give me a big ego, kitten.”
I roll my eyes. “I think you have enough of an ego. I’m just calling it like I see it. There’s no way that thing is going to fit inside me.”
Another laugh bursts through his lips, and I widen my eyes.
“Let me worry about that, okay?”
I nod and lie back on the bed, allowing him full access for anything he wants to do. I’ll let him. Willingly. This is my choice. My decision. And I want him more than I care to admit.
Dante leans over to a bag he brought in here with him and grabs something resembling lube out of it. It’s in a small pink bottle that I try to read but ultimately fail because he squirts some in his hand and then throws it behind him on the bed.
“This is just to get you warmed up, kitten.” He only has a small drop of it, but I know why the moment his fingers meet my sensitive pussy.
I’m immediately brought back to life as he swirls my clit with the pad of his thumb.
“Fuck,” I grit out, grabbing hold of the bedsheets to try to control myself, but it’s no use. “Are these rooms soundproof?”
“Eyes on me,” he says the moment I clench my eyes shut. “These rooms aren’t soundproof, but I can guarantee the sound of that sexy little moan you’re doing will only make every man, woman, and other person out there jealous that I’m in here with you and they aren’t. Now, see how I’m barely applying pressure right now? But you feel it everywhere, don’t you? The ache. The intense euphoria burning through your core.” He swirls my sensitive nub with slight pressure, and he’s right.
I feel like I’m on fire in the best way possible.
I buck my hips toward him, wanting friction of any kind, needing it like I need air in these lungs.
“You want more?” he asks. He moves his other hand to the entrance of my pussy, one finger teasing my hole, just barely entering and coming right back out. “You want me to fuck you with my fingers, don’t you? You want me to prime your pussy so it’s ready for me to claim it?”
“Please,” I all but beg him. “Please, please.”
He obliges. And I feel like the most powerful woman in the fucking world making this man bend for me.
He inserts one finger inside me, and I cry out as he continues working my clit and curling his finger as if he’s beckoning my pussy to come for him. “Do you like that?”
“I— Ye—”
“Use your big-girl words, yeah?”
“Yes,” I manage to get out as my body writhes under just this simple touch.
Dante moves his finger in the slowest, most tantalizing way, hitting an untouched spot that feels like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.
“I’m going to use another finger now.”
He looks at me, and I nod, barely able to take a full breath as I continue to move my hips in time to how he pumps his finger in me.
The look on his face is a mixture of ease and destruction. Like he wants to claim every inch of me for himself, to mark his territory.
