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Whether she knows she’s doing it or not, she grinds against my mouth and nose. Seeking her own pleasure, another breathy moan leaves her lips.
Veronica might be looking blissful, but I’m pretty sure I’m in heaven. If she wants to suffocate me by using my mouth to get off, then I’m happy to die.
Sucking on her clit, she cries out. So sensitive. Unless I want to cause her pain with my cock, I can’t stop here. Even if she’s already approaching her peak, I need to get her ready.
I won’t hurt her. I’llneverhurt her. From this point on, I’ll sacrifice whatever I have to to give this woman the happiness she deserves.
Veronica
As often as I’ve stared at his scarred fingers, nothing can prepare me for how they feel when he presses one inside.
It’s embarrassing how quickly I come to his tongue. When I try to hold back, I see his scowl from a mile away and feel his growl vibrating straight to the core.
“Don’t take my reward away,” he huffs against my sex, “I want to hear you.”
Easy for him to say. I sound so bad, groaning and whining. That can’t be attractive at all.
I’m too busy fighting back the stars filling my vision that I don’t notice him pressing a second finger inside. I’m so tingly and sensitive that I almost miss the stretch.
Isn’t this the part where we take a break? This intensity…I can’t make myself feel this way with just my hand. If another wave of pleasure comes crashing down, I don’t think I’ll survive.
Dante must think the opposite. He’s got faith in me to go another round. He hooks his fingers and grins when my legs jerk.
“Don’t I get a little break?” Blowing out a laugh, I can’t help but feel giddish. When I feel like I’m sailing over a cloud nine, it’s no wonder why I’m smiling so brightly.
“No break,” he promises with a chuckle of his own. “When it comes to you, I can go all night.”
Oh boy. Tomorrow, I’m supposed to finish my job for Nicola. If I’m up all night tending to this man’s needs, I’m not sure I’ll survive satisfying the other.
“Tomorrow night, I’m happy to be yours.” Telling him what I’m thinking, I bite my lip when his eyes light up. A promised night of celebration of hard work, I suppose.
“Then I’ll help you sleep,” he murmurs as he nips my skin, “think you can go one more round?”
Wanting to become one with this man, I nod my head. “Will that be enough to satisfy you?”
He scoffs. “Breathing in the same air as you is satisfying enough. What you’re doing now is spoiling me.”
Making his way up my body, our mouths soon press together. Tasting myself on his lips, I feel the heat returning to my gut. With the tingles burning away, all it takes is one heated kiss to leave me aching for this man and for the hardness I feel digging into my thigh.
“You’re too much.” Breathless, I stare up at him when he pulls back. “Is this going to suck?”
“I can’t promise it’ll feel amazing at the beginning, but I won’t hurt you. I’ll never hurt you.” He shakes his head and settles himself between my thighs. Planting a hand against my sex, I jerk when his thumb finds my sensitive nub. “You’re as ready as you can be. My blanket is soaked, you should see the view.”
He’s got a talent for making me want to die from embarrassment. Does he hear himself when he speaks? Hell, he’s enjoying himself. His smile says it all.
Instead of complaining, I choke on a moan when his thumb starts with slow, tantalizing circles. Thrusting my hips upward, I feel something press against my entrance.
Completely missing the opportunity to see what his cock even looks like, it’s alreadythere, seeking to enter.
Dante is a big man, meaning everything about him fits the description. Feeling him push his way in, the stretch burns. It’s enough to make my breath shudder and tears sting at the corners of my eyes.
“Halfway there.” Dante’s brows are furrowed, his attention glued down to where we connect. He’s moving slowly, lifting his gaze every few seconds to gauge my reactions. As if he knows what damage he’s causing, he’s trying his hardest to keep his word.
I feel each shallow push and pull as he makes his way further in. When he pauses, I know he’s hit his limit. With one reassuring squeeze to my hip, he pulls back before thrusting the rest of the way in.
“Fuck, Veronica.” He hisses under his breath and flattens a hand next to my head to hold up his weight. “Fuck.”
I can’t tell which one of us is feeling the most out of this.
