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I wasn’t sure I’d make it that long, but Dante was determined to.
Dipping forward, I licked my lips, not moving my attention off of him as he sat at an odd angle to watch me. His nostrils flared, his thighs tensing. I lapped at the head of his cock, swirling my tongue around it, relishing in the groan I elicited from him.
“Navy.” I glanced up, seeing that he was sitting upright now. I couldn’t see his face, but I didn’t need to, not to do this to him.
His hand wormed its way down, his fingers pushing through my hair, and then I took his cock in my mouth, going as low as I could. The head hit the back of my throat, causing me to gag, but the sensation had his hand gripping my hair harder.
He liked it.
So I did it again. Swirling my tongue, bobbing my head up and down, feeling his cock getting bigger and harder the more I touched it.
“Fuck me,” he murmured, thrusting his hips at me.
I smiled, loving that I was getting this reaction from him. I’d remembered Zara telling me once about how she’d learned to give someone a blow job. I recounted what she’d told me and moved my hands to his balls, cupping them in my hand while continuing to pleasure his cock.
“Dante?” We both froze at the new voice. “We need to leave in ten minutes.”
It was Lorenzo.
My gaze snapped to the left, seeing his shoes as he walked into the room and sat in his usual seat at the head of the table.
Dante’s hand loosened my hair and waved in front of my face, telling me to stop. But…I couldn’t. Not now.
“We need to get all the intel we can from Remy on the way there,” Lorenzo continued.
I flicked my tongue again. Dante jolted in his seat.
He grabbed my hair, so hard that it burned, but dammit if it didn’t make me even wetter than I already was.
“He’s on his way here,” Dante told Lorenzo, his voice deeper than usual.
I pushed my head down, taking him all the way to the back of my throat, only this time, instead of pulling back, I kept him there, lapping my tongue over every inch that I could.
His hips moved a little, his other hand coming under the table. His palm stretched over the side of my face, his thumb pulling at my mouth, then a second later he slipped it in beside his cock.
Lorenzo continued talking, but I had no idea what he was saying because I felt Dante’s cock pulsate, a warning that he was about to come. He tried to pull back, tried to stop me, but I refused, gripping onto his thighs so that I could taste every drop of him.
I heard the scrape of chair legs against the floor, then from Lorenzo, “You coming?”
“Yeah,” Dante replied, but I wasn’t sure if he was telling Lorenzo or me because a second later, his come spurted down the back of my throat, coating it, then slipping down.
Lorenzo’s footsteps moved away, the door opened and closed, and then it was just me and him again.
His chair flew back as he stood, his cock springing free out in the open. My head spun as he raced under the table, picked me up, then shoved me against the wall, his body covering mine.
“You’re bad,” he growled, nipping at my neck.
“Hmmm.” It was all I could get out as I wrapped my legs around his waist, hoping that he’d give in and not listen to the doctor.
“Every cell in my body wants to fuck you right now,” he whispered into my ear. “But I won’t.” My shoulders sagged at his words, my lips turning down as he looked at me. “You heard what the doctor said, sweetheart.”
He was right, I knew he was right, but…
“I’m horny.”
He smirked, his full lips enticing me. “I know you are.” He trailed his nose up my cheek, breathing me in. “Two more weeks.” He flicked his tongue across my lips, no doubt able to taste the saltiness that his come left behind. “Two weeks, then I can have you any way that I want you.”
“Is that a promise?”
