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I smiled as I savored the sensation of being joined together with Dante.
"Me too. Now, get a move?" I wriggled my hips against his.
Dante let out a low chuckle and began to move.
He slowly pushed his length inside me, moving back once he couldn't reach any further, and it was a lot easier for him to pick up the pace considering how wet I was already.
Dante began to speed up, causing a slapping sound to echo through the room.
The rough pace caused me to moan out loud as my eyes rolled into the back of my head. "Feels sogood."
Dante, being equally lost in pleasure, only replied with a grunt.
Then, I suddenly felt Dante's hands grip my hips tightly, fucking me harder and faster than before.
Dante then reached my ear, breathing heavily before muttering, "Quiet it down unless you want those outside to hear.
The demand in his low whisper caused me to steal one of the bed pillows and bury my face in it.
Any moans that would ring in your hotel room would now stay concealed with a small feather pillow.
"Fuck!" I screamed into the pillow.
My legs started feeling weak, and I could barely keep my current position.
Being all too familiar with your patterns, Dante knew what this meant.
"Mmn. That's a good girl." Dante continued the speed he was going.
After half a minute of continuous movement, I could feel him losing consistency.
The fingers on my hips began to dig into my skin and his voice began to get louder while his thrusts began to get erratic.
"Dante," I moaned.
"I can't hold it! I-I'm gonna cum."
"Me too."
Dante thrust himself deep into me one last time, releasing himself inside me.
Thankfully, I was on birth control so I wasn't bothered about it.
I came alongside Dante, letting out one final moan.
My mind was fuzzy, but gradually, my consciousness started to clear up.
Dante then pulled out, slumping on the bed beside me.
"That was great," He groaned out.
I rolled over to lay on my back beside him.
"You have no idea how long I've been waiting to do that."
Dante let out a chuckle and took his arm to bring me closer to him.
He pulled me on top of him, letting me rest on top of his toned chest.
