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Men like Dante don’t fall in love, they don’t get married or have houses with white picket fences. But who says I need all that, right?
Simply being with Dante is enough. My thoughts flicker back to his mid-sex slip up.And one day, I’m going to put a baby in that belly.Or maybe we can have it all…. Just the thought of a future with the savage mob boss has heat building between my legs. I slowly inch down his torso until I’m straddling his thighs. His cock sits up at attention; even asleep, he’s already sporting a hard-on.
I bend down and run my tongue over the tip. He’s salty and musky, a heady combination of us both after how much time he spent inside me last night. A groan vibrates Dante’s barrel chest, only spurring me on, and I peek up at him. His eyes are still closed but the rise and fall of his chest has quickened. I lick circles around his crown and start working his shaft with my hand. Cum glistens from the tip and mingles with my saliva, slickening his thick length. Practically unlocking my jaw, I try to take in all of him. His head butts up against the back of my throat, he’s so damned huge, but I’m not deterred.
Last night, he was everything I needed and more, and today I’m determined to show him my appreciation. I suck harder, circling my tongue, and use my free hand to cup his balls.
“Mmm, Rosa, what a way to wake up in the morning.”
I flash him a toothy smile but don’t stop working. They don’t call it a job for nothing.
He props himself up on his elbows, those intense midnight orbs drilling into me as I devour his cock. I’ve never been a fan of the act before but with Dante it’s different. The power that comes along with bringing the great king to his knees does something to me.
“Oh, sweetheart, the things you do with that tongue and that mouth,cazzo. You’re a goddess.”
I’m preening like a fucking peacock now as I take him in deeper, sucking harder. His cock twitches, hardening in my mouth and I know he’s close. I hum as my head bobs faster, and I drive him to the edge.
He sits all the way up now and fists one hand in my hair. I wait for the pain as he tugs on the long strands, but it never comes. Instead, he massages the base of my neck as I move more quickly.
“I’m going to cum in that pretty little mouth, Rose, and I want you to swallow all of it. Do you understand?”
I nod blindly. I want to taste him, feel his warmth spurting on my tongue. With Dante, the act is intimate, like I’m taking in a small piece of him.
“Are you wet for me, sweetheart? Does tasting my cock drive that sweet little pussy wild?”
“Umhmm,” I moan against his cock.
“Let me see, baby.” Reaching between my legs, he cups my bare pussy as my head continues to bob. “Mmm, you’re soaked, just like I thought.” He runs his thick finger between my wet folds, and my hips buck. “You want my finger inside you, don’t you?”
Oh gawd, yes, I do. I just can’t get enough of him. I nod, meeting his dark gaze with my lips still wrapped tight around his dick.
“Then you’ll get exactly what you deserve.” He shoves his finger inside me, and a moan erupts, vibrating his entire cock. “Careful, sweetheart, I’m awfully close now and I want you to come with those luscious lips around my cock so I can feel every ounce of your pleasure.”
My heart races as I grind my hips against his palm. He pushes a second finger inside me, and I’m so full of him I’m certain I’ll burst. I don’t stop sucking and spinning my tongue around his crown as he drives those fingers in and out. In and out. It’s devastating and mind-blowing all at once.
His hips begin to move, shoving his cock deeper down my throat. I don’t know how I take all of him in, but I’m half delirious between his fingers and the pleasure carved into his jaw, the dark sparkle in his eye. I want to drive him to the edge, I want to be the one to steal the air from his lungs as he comes.
The pressure at my apex is like a fiery inferno, another few seconds and I’ll explode. “I’m coming,” I rasp out.
“Good,” he pants, “because you’ve got me by the balls, sweetheart.”
His thumb grazes my clit, and waves of pleasure crash over me. My pussy clenches around those fingers as tight as my mouth on his cock. I groan against his hard flesh and with one last pump he unravels on my tongue. His warmth spills into my mouth, and I swallow him down as I ride his fingers to the very edge of oblivion.
When he finally withdraws from inside me, I slump down on his chest. Overwhelming emotion tightens my ribcage, and I can barely keep the tears at bay. I have no idea why I’m crying. It makes no sense at all. Maybe it’s because for the first time in as long as I can remember, I feel cared for, protected, and adored, hell, maybe even loved.
Dante runs his thumb across my cheek sweeping away an unshed tear. Shit, I hope he can’t tell I’m about to cry. How embarrassing. I’ve become this weak, weepy girl since I met this man.
I have the most overpowering urge to spill those three little life-changing words.I love you. I want to say it so bad, but I don’t dare. We’ve come so far, and I’m terrified what that admission would cost me.
Pressing my lips together, I drop my chin to his chest. The rapid rise and fall begins to slow, but I can still feel his heartbeat beneath my hand. Maybe I’m hallucinating but it feels like it’s beating only for me.
His eyes lock on mine, a glint brightening the endless midnight. “Dio, Rosa, what are you doing to me?”
Batting my lids, I give him an innocent smile. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“You know damn well what I mean. This, us, we were never meant to be.” He chews on the inside of his cheek and runs his thumb across my bottom lip. “But fuck, sweetheart, it just feels so damned right.”
I blink quickly because with that heavy gaze fixed on me, I’m about a second from losing it. Instead of opening my mouth and risk saying something completely inappropriate, my head bounces up and down. I just hope he knows how much I feel for him. I think he does….
