“I’m a show rather than tell type of guy.”
He didn’t wait for her response as he thumbed open her lower lips and dragged one finger against her pussy. She expected him to press it into her, but all he did was circle the opening, flicking her sensitive nub over and over again.
“Please.”
“Please what, sugar?”
Was he really going to make her beg for his cock? Did he get off making her appear weak and needy? Spasms rolled down her stomach with each swipe. When he replaced his finger with his tongue, she bucked and arched. She squeezed her lids closed to stop from watching him eat her, but all that did was heighten the sensations between her thighs.
Do not come again. That would only give him the upper hand.
She dug her nails into his shoulder, and his arm snaked out and grabbed her wrist. He pinned her wrist to the bed almost to prove he could do what he wanted. Somehow he was able to curl his tongue and thread it into her wet sheath, but the in and out motion only partially satisfied her. She wanted more. She wanted him.
“Okay, okay. I want you to fuck me!”
He looked up and grinned. “Sugar, you have made me the happiest man.”
Instead of taking her right then, he drove her higher and heated her up to a point where she thought she’d boil over. If only she had the use of both hands, she’d knead his supple muscles and take him over the edge with her.
He withdrew his fingers and crawled up her body placing kisses on her belly until his lips captured one of her sore nipples again. That one touch ignited her and she gave into her yearning. Thunderous waves of ecstasy coursed through her as her vaginal walls clenched and unclenched. She dropped her head back and rolled her eyes upward. A gurgling sound exploded.
“Dante!”
“I’m here, sugar.”
He took her mouth again and plunged his cock into her with one strong push. Her body shuddered at his massive size, and she thought he would split her in two.
She must have screamed because he broke the kiss and pressed his lips to her ear. “Just breathe and let me love you.”
The tender whispering soaked into her and helped her release the tension in her muscles. He eased out a little before plunging in again. He lifted up on his elbows and pinched her nipples causing tremors to race through her.
Again, she wanted to touch him, but he held her wrists in one hand. Being captive with his body and his cock made his touch all the more exciting. When he nipped her chin, she milked his dick. His breath caught.
Aha. The power momentarily shifted and she almost smiled.
He withdrew almost completely and let the tip of his cock balance at her opening. “Don’t clench again or I will blast off.”
Wasn’t that what men did? They took their pleasure and left. Only Dante wasn’t like other men.
“I need more.”
He kissed her hard and drove in again. It was as if she’d turned on his switch and he’d turned on hers. The harder he thrust, the hotter she got. Her pussy gushed its juices, slickening her walls. Her breaths came out faster and faster as he seemed to consume her. Pinpricks stabbed her neck, but the sharpness disappeared the moment he dragged his rough tongue across her shoulder.
“Sugar, I’m close.”
“Me, too,” she managed to whisper.
All she could think of was how much she never wanted his cock to leave her body. He ducked his head and pistoned inside her. The fire he’d started spread over her body as her orgasm invaded every inch of her. She couldn’t help but milk him one more time.
He groaned and buried his face in her neck. His hot cum blasted her walls, joining the two of them together. She didn’t know whose shout sounded louder, but it wasn’t until his cock stopped pulsating that she thought about Trax being only a few feet outside the door.
When Dante had released her wrist she didn’t know, but she was barely able to lift her hand and pat his back. “Do you think Trax is upset? We kind of made some noise.”
Dante’s hair flopped over his forehead and he looked adorable. “I’m betting he jacked off to our sounds.”
She wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not. “I don’t know if I can look him in the eye.”
He laughed and tucked the strands of hair that had fallen across her face behind her ear. “Trust me when I say Trax is the one who will be avoiding eye contact. He’ll want you now even more.”
She pushed up on her elbows. “I’ve only slept with one man at a time.”
He tapped her nose. “We didn’t sleep, sugar. We made love. Don’t worry about hurting my feelings if you let Trax claim you. In the end, you’ll see how fantastic it can be to have both of us.” He winked and crawled off the bed. A moment later the water ran in the bathroom and he returned with a towel to wipe her down. “Why don’t you get into something comfortable and join us in the living room?”