He shakes his head. “It’s not enough.”
"Things will fall into place," I tell him. "They always do."
He looks unsure, but he lifts my hand to his lips. As he kisses my hand, my head fills with flashbacks of the intimacy we shared at the museum. He brushes his thumb over the inside of my wrist, making everything flutter to life inside me.
Desire burns in his eyes as he watches me watch him.
He picks up a strawberry and dips it in some cream before bringing it to my lips.
"Eat," he commands.
My breath hitches in my throat. I open my mouth and take a bite. His eyes zero in on my lips as I lick the cream with my tongue. He continues feeding me as the sky grows darker and darker. There's only a hint of blue left in the sky now.
"Those lips," he says. "God really took his time making you. And the devil added the final touches, turning you into this irresistible siren."
He takes some cream on his fingertip and brings it to my lips.
"Suck,bella,” he says.
He groans as I wrap my lips around his finger, sucking it deeper into my mouth. I'm obsessed with the taste of his skin. I'm a fiend for the way his eyes darken as he watches me.
"You're such a good girl for Daddy," he says, pushing his chair back.
Instead of coming toward me, he taps his thigh and waits.
I’m in a trance as I walk toward him. As I sit on his lap, he wraps his arm around my waist and tugs me closer, wedging his erection between my ass cheeks.
"My sweet girl," he says. "You feel so right in my arms."
His hand cups one of my breasts and gives it a firm squeeze. He continues feeding me strawberries as his hands wander.
After returning from the show, I changed into a navy blue slip dress with a slit up the thigh. There's black lace covering my breasts, and the material suddenly feels too constricting now.
His hand drags up the slit all the way to my upper thigh. And when it gets in his way, he rips the fabric to give him more access.
"I was fond of this one," I complain.
"Then I'll buy you one in every color, little bird," he says. "But I already told you that I don't want anything getting in the way of me and this sweet cunt.”
He cups my pussy possessively and gives it a rough squeeze. A low growl leaves his chest when he finds that I'm not wearing panties.
His mouth presses against the shell of my ear.
"So eager to please," he says. "You're going to do everything I ask you to, aren't you? Absolutely anything to make Daddy feel good."
He pushes a finger inside me, fucking me slowly as he reaches for another strawberry. He dips it in cream before bringing it to my lips.
"Suck on it slowly, the way you would my cock," he says.
I wrap my lips around the strawberry and lick the cream off. The sweetness of the fruit spreads on my tongue as I swirl my tongue around it. He adds another finger inside me, making me drop my head back and moan.
"Did I say you could stop sucking?" he growls, burying his two fingers all the way to the hilt.
Oh. My. God.
I never thought I would like being ordered around by a man, but Dante brings out this wicked side of me. With him, I'm safe to play.
"What if I don't want to?" I ask.
