Page 65 of Toxic Love


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Every thrust of his thick cock, touching me in places I didn’t know could be touched.

There’s a frenzied madness to the way our hips slam together and the way my nails rake down his shoulders and biceps. The way his hand wraps around my throat as he bites down on my lip and buries himself deep inside.

I’ve done everything I can to forget the one other time I’ve felt this sensation, but it wasn’t eventhissensation at all. That time was just violence and pain; humiliation and shutting my mind off from the rest of me.

This time, I let it all wash over me. Every sensation. Every nerve buzzing and exploding.

Dante Sartorre’s no knight in shining armor, but I was never looking for one anyway. What heis, though, is the man who’s taking my virginity.

For real this time.

And Prince Charming or not, and even though this whole marriage is fake, and we’re not really a couple…I wantthisto be what I remember.

This is what I’m going to consider my first time.

For years, the mere idea of having sex with someone made me feel dirty. And even if I ever did get the slightest flicker of desire for physical intimacy with another person, it would be extinguished by my self-loathing and anger.

But right now, here with Dante, I don’t feel bad about this at all.

I feelfreed.

The pulsing, throbbing wave inside me crests higher and higher. My vision blurs, and I lose myself in the sensation of his body pressing to mine, being so deep inside of me, being as close to me as another human can be.

In the sound of his groans and his grunts of pleasure mixing with the whimpered moans of my own. In the feel of his skin against mine, and the intoxicating scent of him invading my senses. One of his hands pins both of mine above my head, and the other clenches possessively on my hip, driving me to his pace.

The tingling throb in my core surges hotter and hotter, until there’s no stopping it.

“Oh fuck…”

I choke as the orgasm hits me like a train, slamming into me and wrenching my body hard. I feel myself clamp down around his thrusting cock, my thighs squeezing tight around his grooved, muscled hips.

The release explodes out of my mouth with a cry of pleasure, just as Dante slams his lips to mine. He swallows my moans, his tongue dancing with mine as he pounds as deep as he can into me. I can feel him throbbing and pulsing, the heat of his cum flooding into me as I drown in the madness of it all.

Then, it’s over.

Every inch of my skin tingles. Every nerve ending thrums and buzzes with an electricity that leaves me shaking. Dante lingers for a moments, his lips brushing against mine as our eyes lock.

Holy shit.

I mean holy. Fucking.Shit.

Slowly, he slides out of me, and I wince slightly at the delicious soreness between my legs. His gaze drops, frowning, and I tense, glancing down as well.

Shit.

There’s some blood on his dick, and a little on my thigh.

“It’s fine,” I blurt quickly, before he can say anything.

Dante slowly raises his eyes to mine. For a second, I think he’s angry. But then I realize it’s more a look of concern.

“Are you hurt?”

“No,” I shake my head. “No, you’re just…” My face heats. “Big.”

He doesn’t respond. But his brow slowly furrows deeper and his sharp blue eyes lock on mine. “Are you on birth control?”

I consider lying for a second. I mean, in a way, I am. The combination of the protein blockers and some of the other meds Dr. Han has me on has made it, in his words, “extremely unlikely, to a near-certain degree” that I could become pregnant. I never pushed for specifics because, well,not having sexis also a great way to avoid pregnancy.

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