Then his thumb finds my clit and presses and stars explode behind my eyelids. I'm so close.
"Tell me what you need," he whispers, his voice husky with restraint as sweat beads on his brow.
I shake my head because words fail me in the moment, but my body speaks for itself by arching higher into him.
He understands and maintains the rhythm, letting the sensations build naturally between us.
The room fills with the sounds of our union—the soft slap of skin on skin and our mingled moans.
I feel the first orgasm approaching like a wave cresting on the horizon.
It starts as a tingle in my toes and races upward until it crashes over me fully.
My body tenses around him as the climax hits, waves of ecstasy pulsing through every nerve ending in rhythmic contractions.
I cry out his name breathlessly and Dante holds me through it all, slowing just enough to prolong the bliss without stopping entirely.
My body twitches and jolts and my muscles stay locked around him until every last convulsion simmers.
As the aftershocks ripple through me, he kisses my temple and murmurs, "Do you have any idea how beautiful you look when you come undone for me?"
The tenderness in his tone reignites the spark within me almost immediately.
I pull him down for a passionate kiss, our tongues dancing in a way that mirrors our lower connection.
We continue moving together seamlessly, his pace picking up again to chase the lingering heat between us.
My sensitivity from the first release makes every sensation more acute now.
I savor the way he fills me over and over, each stroke rebuilding that delicious tension.
Dante's breaths grow ragged against my neck where he buries his face for a moment. "You make me lose control," he admits between thrusts that grow deeper and more insistent.
Those words send a thrill through me because even in his world of power plays and danger, here he's vulnerable with me.
I decide to take more initiative and push gently at his shoulder until he understands my intent.
We roll over together without separating, ending with me straddling his hips while he lies beneath me.
This position gives me leverage to set the pace now, grinding down onto him with such control it has him gasping.
My hips roll and rock, and he presses his eyes shut and grits his teeth.
His hands settle on my waist to steady me as I rise and fall along his length.
The view from here lets me watch his expressions shift from pleasure to awe.
I lean forward slightly to brace my hands on his chest, feeling his heart thunder under my palms.
"You're incredible like this," Dante says with genuine admiration as he thrusts up to meet my downward motions.
The combined effort creates a deeper penetration that hits all the right places inside me.
I moan in response, letting the rhythm build faster now.
Sweat slicks our skin where we connect, making each slide smoother and more intoxicating than before.
I vary the speed sometimes—slowing to tease us both before accelerating again.
