He backs away slowly, finishing our kiss, brushing his lips against mine, touching his forehead to mine.
“I hate how much I missed you,” he says as if he really is angry about it.
That hurts. “Why?”
“Because if something ever happened, anyone tried to take you from me, I’d fuckin’ murder them. You’re worth killing for.”
I don’t get to respond. His mouth touches mine and I surrender completely. His arm wraps around my waist as he keeps tasting me. Claiming me.
Both of his hands slide down to cup my ass, lifting me.
“Dante,” I moan, breaking our kiss.
“Yes, baby girl?”
“I need you,” I gasp, lifting my legs and hooking them ’round his waist opening my body to him, so my bare pussy rubs over his denim-covered cock. His fingers find and run over my smooth, sensitive skin. He seems fascinated with my grooming choice and I’m so happy I decided to do that for him.
His mouth moves to my neck, the journey is rough and expresses how much he wants me. My man runs the pad of one finger back and forth, higher and lower until he hits the spot that makes me gasp. For such a rough man, he brushes against my sensitive clit gently. I’m so close, I buck my hips and he chuckles against my neck. His fingers move back to my soaked opening, pushing inside.
“Oh, Dante…so good. But I need your cock.”
“Say please.”
“Please, daddy, can I have your cock?”
He growls and presses his hips into me, keeping mepinned to the door. Somehow he holds me up while freeing his cock and lining it up with my entrance. “You still taking your pill?”
“Every morning,”
He taps the fat head of his cock against my bare pussy lips, then whips out a condom and rolls it down his thick shaft. “Just in case,” he mutters.
I don’t have time to be insulted, because he pushes inside my body and groans. “Fuck, baby girl. You feel so fucking good. Didn’t even think about fucking another pussy while I was gone. Only thought about yours.”
With the frantic way we’re grinding and thrusting against each other, I’m amazed he got so many words out. I pick up each one and even though they’re crude, I absorb the warmth behind them.
I tighten around his cock and he groans louder, slams into me harder. My ravenous need for him destroys everything else.
“So fucking perfect,” he groans. His mouth stops moving, and crushes against mine again. This is how Dante communicates best.
“Come for me, baby girl. Come around my cock. Show me you missed me.”
The words “I’m close” are on the tip of my tongue, but are lost under the harsh screaming and moaning that tear out of me instead. My pussy grips his cock, my body shudders. Warmth radiates in waves from my slick center. Dante stills his frenzied movements as he releases, groaning out his pleasure.
“Karina.”
His forehead touches mine and I unwrap my legs fromhis waist. My body feels like jelly, but he steadies me so I don’t melt onto the floor.
He steps away from me for a moment; when he returns, I realize my eyes were closed. I open to find Dante smiling at me.
“Wanted to fuck you so bad, I didn’t even get you naked. That’s a crime.”
His fingers tease the hem of my sweater and I automatically lift my arms up. He hums in approval as he whisks my sweater off, and unhooks my bra. My hands move to the zipper of my skirt, but he stops me with a finger on my arm.
“Leave it on”
He slides a hand down the length of one of my braids, gently tugging out the band at the end and untwisting the strands. Then he does the same with the other braid.
His eyes never leave my body as he steps back. Both hands reach out and cup my breasts, thumbs rubbing over my nipples. “Yeah, you’re just as perfect as I remembered.”
