I gave her what she wanted, parting her with my tongue in one long, slow lick that made her gasp. I found her clit, circling it slowly before sucking it gently between my lips.
Her hands flew to my hair, fingers tangling in the strands as she held me to her. I slid one hand from her ass around to her entrance, teasing her with one finger before pushing it inside her heat.
“Oh god,” she moaned as I added a second finger, curling them just right.
I worked her with my tongue and fingers, loving how her thighs trembled on either side of my head. I could feelher getting close, her walls tightening around my fingers, her breathing growing more ragged.
I placed one hand firmly on her ass, pulling her closer to my hungry mouth, and used even more force with my tongue on her clit. Her hands gripped my shoulders now, nails digging in as she fought to stay upright.
“Dante,” she gasped. “I’m going to cum!”
I felt her pussy clench around my fingers as she came, her whole body shuddering as waves of pleasure rolled through her. I didn’t let up, working her through every tremor, drawing out her orgasm until she was gasping for breath.
She started to slide down the door, her legs giving out, but I rose quickly to my feet and caught her just in time before tossing her over my shoulder.
“Dante!” she squealed in surprise.
I carried her to the bed and laid her down on the mattress, taking a moment to admire just how fucking beautiful she was. A woman in every way.
I moved to cover her body with mine, but to my surprise, she rolled us over, straddling my hips with a mischievous grin.
“My turn,” she said, her hands making quick work of my belt and zipper.
I lifted my hips to help her pull off my pants and boxers, groaning as my cock sprang free. She wrapped her hand around me, stroking slowly, her eyes locked with mine.
“I want to ride you,” she whispered, and the image those words conjured made me throb in her hand.
“Fuck yes,” I managed to say, my voice rough with need.
She positioned herself over me, guiding my cock to her entrance. We both moaned as she sank down, taking me inch by inch until I was buried completely inside her.
“Christ,” I groaned, my hands flying to her hips. “You feel so fucking tight.”
She braced her hands on my chest and began to move, rolling her hips in a slow, torturous rhythm that had me seeing stars. Her breasts swayed above me, and I reached up to cup them, pinching her nipples gently between my fingers.
“You’re so deep like this,” she gasped, picking up speed.
To my surprise, she grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head, taking complete control. That sight of her above me, so fucking in control, was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.
“You like that?” she asked, clenching her inner muscles around me as she continued to ride my cock.
“Fuck, yes,” I growled, letting her maintain control for now because I was absolutely losing it.
She built a rhythm that had us both panting, her hips moving faster as she chased her second orgasm. I could feel her getting closer, could see it in the flush spreading across her chest and the way she panted for air.
I felt my own heat building, that familiar pressure at the base of my spine growing stronger with each roll of her hips. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I broke free of her grip, my hands flying to her hips as I planted my feet on the mattress and thrust up into her.
“Oh!” she cried out as I took over, pounding into her from below.
“Come for me again,” I demanded, one hand sliding between us to rub her clit. “Come on my cock, Alisa.”
Her walls fluttered around me as she tumbled over the edge, arching beautifully as she came. The sight of her, so fucking wrecked, with the tight squeeze of her pussy pushed me over the edge too, and I came inside her with a hoarse shout of her name.
She collapsed onto my chest, both of us breathing hard as the aftershocks rippled through us. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close as our heart rates slowly returned to normal.
“That was fun… “ she mumbled against my skin.
“Yeah, as long as Achille doesn’t find out.”
