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He stares at me. “Willow?”
“Yeah, because that’s short for Willowcreek and that's the place that brought us together.”
As silly as it may sound to hear me say that, it seems to make something flicker in him as he runs a hand down the side of my face. A small grin plays on his lips as he leans in, kissing the tip of my nose. “Very well. Willow it is. One last question, are you on birth control? I could use a condom, but I’m clean and there is nothing I want more than to feel all of you”
“Birth control,” I whisper back, “I want to feel you too.”
“Good Girl”
Hearing him say that makes my choice seem so final. Exhilaration travels through my body the moment he lifts another satin piece and wraps it around my head, covering my eyes. I’d never been blindfolded before, but I’d always wanted to try it.
No longer can I see or touch him, but I can feel him. And every time his fingers brush over my skin I flinch, shivers rushing over my spine with excitement. I’m a prisoner to his desires, and there’s nothing I can do—unless I say the safe word.
My hearing is heightened with my other senses taken away. The sound of another drawer opening causes my head to turn in its direction, my ears following every footstep that Dante takes as he moves back to me. “Are you ready?”
“Yes,” I say softly. “More than ready.”
Before I realize what’s happening, lips descend on my skin. His tongue swirls over my tender nipples as the sound of vibration reaches my ears, and then—pleasure. My head falls back the moment the vibrating wand touches my clit. The mixture of his mouth and the toy quickly push me to the edge as I writhe against my restraints, panting and moaning.
Neverin my life have I felt such pleasure. A knot in the pit of my stomach growing and growing as his teeth bite down on my sensitive nipple causing me to come hard on the wand. A loud moan escapes me as my toes curl against the floor.
But he doesn’t stop… my sensitive clit begging for him to stop… but he doesn’t. He takes me from one orgasmic high directly into another as a scream rips from me. His hand quickly falls to the dip above my ass as he holds me firmly in place, and tight against the wand.
“Oh my god—” I cry out. “Sir… I can’t—it’s too much!”
But he doesn’t stop… not that I want him to. I didn’t use my word.
From one rippling orgasm to another, he continues until I’m all but limp in my restraints. Tears of pleasure trickling down over my cheeks as his lips brush against mine.
“Tell me you want me,” he whispers. “Tell me how bad you want me to fill you.”
My mind a fuzz of endorphins, I nod. “Please… I want you—only you. Please.”
I don’t remember him stripping his clothes, or taking a break at any point. But I’ll never forget the feeling of the head of his cock gently sliding against my swollen sensitive pussy lips. The friction of it against my clit causes me to whimper. “Please…”
With his hands on my hips, he lifts my waist. Pressing the head of his thick swollen cock against my entrance before he slowly slides it deep within me. Inch by inch he pushes inside me, my mouth open wide as I feel how full he makes me. Dante is much bigger than any man I’ve ever been with. I know he feels the stretch as he groans out, his fingers digging into the skin on my hips.
“I don’t do gentle,” he warns, a playful smile pulling at my lips.
“Good—don’t.”
After a split second, he pulls out and it’s game over. His thrusts come hard and fast. No halfway attempts at pleasure. No… he spreads me wide and slams every inch of his cock into me over and over again.
At some point, my blindfold slips down, and when it does the first thing I see are his eyes, staring back at me. That’s all it takes for his lips to capture mine, and the depth of his cock and the feverish hunger of our movements grow as he continues to fuck me without holding back.
But I love every second of it.
The way he possesses me… the way he controls me. It’s everything I want, and so much more.
Chapter Twenty-Three
DANTE
By the time I finished with Kylie, I came harder than I can ever remember coming. Her body…everything I wanted and more. And just like the others, I took care of her afterward. Aftercare isn’t everyone’s thing, and some of the women that I play with prefer not to have it.
They prefer to simply leave when we’re done.
But I knew Kylie would be different. I ran her a bath, helped to clean her up even though she was so tired she could barely keep her eyes open, and afterwards, I carried her to her room and tucked her into bed. But I didn’t stay…
