Disclosure
Sara
Dante pulls my mouth off his cock and lifts me against him, claiming my lips with his. I wrap my legs around his hips as he presses me against the tile. My arms latch around his neck, clinging. Our bodies slide against each other. His skin scorches mine.
I burn for him and every touch just inflames me more. When his tongue demands access, I part my lips.
He holds my hip as he explores my mouth with his. His other hand slips below and his finger teases my entrance. A moan escapes me into his mouth and he smiles against my lips.
When his thick finger slides deep into my pussy, I gasp at the intrusion. I never thought we’d be like this. Naked in a shower after I sucked his cock. So close to doing so much more.
His icy-blue eyes are like the inner flame of a fire, hypnotizing.
“So fucking tight. Warm. Wet. Fuck.” He thrusts his finger in and out as his gaze meets mine, making me whimper.
I want to beg him not to stop, to keep going. Make me his. But the words choke off in my throat. He already said he wouldn’t fuck me.
“Tasting my cock turned you on, made you want more.” His lips brush mine. “Do you want to come on my fingers, pip?”
“Yes, boss.” I tighten my legs around him. My pussy presses against his abs. I need more. I want to fly with him. His fingers in me, his body pressed against mine.
Slowly, he adds another finger and eases them both inside me. It’s almost too much.
“Dante.” My eyes squeeze shut as he kisses me.
“Shh, pip, you can take it. You can take all of me like a good girl.”
His fingers are long and thick, stretching me, making my pussy pulse. Need claws at my insides. I pant against his lips as he works them in and out of me, driving me insane. When he curls them, touching a part of me that makes me ache, I moan. I want to cry and beg and make him give me what I so desperately crave.
“Dante.” My voice is ragged. This aching need inside me will destroy me, burn me into ash, if he doesn’t release me.
“What, pip? Tell me where it hurts.” His dark voice causes my pussy to clench around him.
I’m so on edge. I can’t answer him. Words escape me, leaving me a mass of need in his arms. He could do anything to me and I’d let him as long as he gives me what I need.
His thumb smooths over my clit in slow circles, winding me even tighter. My breath catches. He presses against it, pulsing in time with his thrusts. His lips tease mine. “Tell me, pip, so I can make it all better.”
My head falls back against the tiles as the pressure builds inside me, winding tighter and tighter. I’m a slave to the throbbing. My hips rock with his fingers thrusting in and out while his thumb torments my clit. I can’t think. Can’t breathe.
“So many things to do, pip. We could spend all night exploring each other and I still wouldn’t get enough of you. Tasting you. Fucking you.” He drags his lips down my throat before sucking where my shoulder meets my neck. He pumps his fingers in and out of my pussy in time with my heartbeat.
My breasts press against his chest and the taste of him still fills my mouth as the first wave takes me under.
For a second I don’t breathe as ecstasy races through my veins. I’m aware of my mouth opening and his fingers driving in and out, but I’m lost in a haze of bliss.
“That’s it, pip. Take your pleasure like a good girl. Squeeze my fingers like you want to squeeze my cock.” Dante’s words make me shatter again and I cry out as I drench his fingers with my release. “Good girl. So fucking wet and tight. I can’t wait to feel you come on my cock. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
“Dante,” I breathe out. His fingers haven't stopped and that ache inside isn’t easing, but building again, hotter, faster, threatening to consume me whole. It’s too much and not enough at the same time.
He lifts his head. “Open those eyes, pip. Tell me who’s fucking you.”
“Dante.” I open my eyes and stare into his confident gaze. His cocky smile pushes me over the edge. When I cry out as my release crashes over me, his mouth claims mine as he works me slowly through the orgasm, easing me back down.
My pussy stops convulsing as he holds his fingers still within me. When he withdraws them, I rest my head against the tile and stare into his eyes.
I’m still wrapped around him, naked. Fuck. Maybe he’ll fuck me after all. I blow out a breath. He could pretty much do anything to me after that and I wouldn’t protest.
He lifts me against him and walks us both under the water. I sputter a little and he laughs quietly. “Time to let go, pip.”
