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“And if I don’t?” I teased, trailing one hand along the buttons of his shirt.
His hand caught mine, pinning it flat. Sparks danced in his eyes now, a promise to fulfill punishment if I disobeyed. “Then you’ll see what happens.”
A shiver ran down my spine. “Why don’t you show me now?”
His grip tightened, the other hand inching towards the bottom of my dress. His fingers brush the bare skin of my thigh. “Careful.”
“Tell me what will happen if I don’t behave.” I wanted to hear him say it. The match had already been lit the moment he walked into this bedroom looking like pure sin in a suit. I kissed him, tasting the liquor from the kitchen on his lips. “Please.”
He shifted his hand, trailing it from the edge of my hip to the center. “If you disobey me tonight, the punishment before will seem like child’s play. Your ass will be so red, you won’t be able to sit on it for a month.” Just to prove his words, the weight of his hand smacked against my ass cheek.
The pain was replaced by pleasure as his hand moved back around to the front, thumb pressing on my clit. I jerked in surprise, my hands gripping his shoulder to stay upright. My lips parted as a moan escaped, a soft sigh of need as I caught the heat of his gaze. With one hand on my hips and one between my legs, he looked deliciously godless. I couldn’t help but imagine the feel of his stubble against the skin between my thighs.
He leaned forward, pressing a kiss to my stomach. “Is this what you wanted?”
The pressure on my clit increased, and he started to move his thumb in a circle. “Yes,” I breathed, my body tensing as a jolt of pleasure surged through me.
“Because if this is what you wanted, you could have just taken it.”
I gave a soft cry as his hand dropped from between my thighs. He watched me beneath lowered lashes like a cat that had expected more of a fight from its prey. Leaning back, I caught the thick outline of his cock through the fabric of his slacks, already hard and wanting.
“You want something. You take it.” He released me, leaning back and looking every bit the indulgent Don he was supposed to be.
Pleasure rolled through me. In all our encounters, it had mostly been him who had incited it. He’d tried to gain control of me time and time again, but now he was handing the control over to me. We were supposed to leave in an hour, heading towards the enemy and not knowing what would happen next. I didn’t know how it would all play out. I didn’t even know if we’d all come out of this alive or just another victim.
Slowly, I got to my knees, my hands dragging up his thighs until they came to a stop at his belt. It didn’t take me long to unbuckle it, my fingers working on the button of his pants. Heat flared in his eyes, desire flashing across his face at the sight of me kneeling before him. The button popped open. Tugging down the edge of his boxers, I let his cock spring free, my hands gripping the base.
At my touch, his eyes closed, a groan rumbling through his chest. His fingers curl in my hair, bringing my mouth to the head of his cock.
“Take it, Sienna.”
I took him in my mouth, my tongue swirling around the tip before swallowing him whole. He groaned again, fingers tightening in my hair. His other hand yanked the top of my dress down my shoulders, the wrap loosening at his insistence. The sleeves fell down my arms, the wrap opening to expose the black lace bralette beneath. I shivered as his hands dipped beneath the soft fabric, pulling a handful of my breast out one at a time, pinching my nipples until they were nice and hard for him. Somehow being half-undressed as I sucked his cock was sexier than if I’d been naked.
“If this is going to be my last memory of you,” he growled, jaw clenched, “then I want to see all of you.”
With my lips still firmly wrapped around him, my hands untied the silk ribbon, letting the dress fall open entirely. His fingers still pinched and rolled my nipples between them, tugging when my tongue slid up the length of him, sucking at the sensitive head of his cock. The scent of him filled the air, intoxicating me. All I could taste was him. All I could feel was him.
His cock twitched in my mouth, his balls tightening. Pulling my head up, he took a deep breath, refusing himself the sweet feeling of relief.
“Bend over.” Leading me by my hair, he pressed my shoulders down into the mattress, keeping my ass firmly in the air.
Just when I thought he was about to sink into me, when I thought I’d feel the length of him impale me against the bed, I felt his tongue slip across the soft folds of my pussy. His tongue dragged from my clit to my entrance, dipping in deep to taste me. I trembled, fingers curling into the covers, my body jerking away with every lick, every suck. He gripped my ass, pinning me in place as he continued to eat me out, tasting every damn inch of me like I was a fucking buffet.
“Fuck, you taste good,” he murmured, breath hot against my pussy before diving back in. His fingers circle my clit as his tongue fucked me. Fingers dug into my ass, spreading my cheeks wider for better access.
All I could do was moan, the feeling of him rubbing my clit and tongue-fucking me too much for me to handle. Flames licked low in my belly, the heat spreading from my thighs and up my spine. It was almost unbearable. I needed to feel him inside me, pushing against my walls and filling me so entirely, but I also didn’t want him to stop, not even for the two seconds it would take for him to thrust in. Reaching back with my good arm, my fingers tangled in his hair, pressing his tongue deeper inside me.
I was suddenly very aware of every single nerve lighting with desire. Pleasure coiled in my stomach, so intense I had to close my eyes. I sucked in a breath, feeling the sensation of being tipped over the edge, and then I came. I came harder than I ever had before, just from the feeling of his tongue dipping into my pussy as his thumb stroked my clit.
He left me there, shuddering against the blankets as he stood. I didn’t even have time to recover before he plunged in, thrusting balls deep. We both moaned, the sounds of our pleasure mixing together. He bent low, chest pressed against my back, lips brushing against my ear. “No one is home. You can scream as loud as you’d like.”
Pulling out, he wasted no time pushing his way back inside, inch by devastating inch. His fingers hooked around my waist, my back cold as he straightened. And then he’s fucking me. I scrambled to get a hold of the mattress, but Dante didn’t let me get away. Pulling me up by my hair, his hand locked around my throat, pinning me to his chest as the other pressed against my clit. The feeling sent me soaring, black tinging the edges of my vision as my air was cut off.
His thumb stroked the edge of my jaw as he continued to fuck me. “I thought I told you to scream.” His voice was so low, rumbling through my body.
And, oh God, I wanted to. I gasped as his grip loosened, as his thumb pressed harder against my clit. His cock pounded into me, the bed scratching across the floor with each demanding thrust. My legs gave out, his hands between my thighs and neck the only thing that kept me upright.
“Whatever happens tonight,” he growled, “just remember that you’re mine. No matter what the outcome will be, you will always be mine.” He fucked me in time to each word, pounding me harder and harder until I was coming apart in his hands.
