"You're mine." The words come out rough. Possessive. "Say it."
"I'm yours."
"Again."
"I'm yours, Dante."
Something breaks open in my chest.
I lean down. Capture her mouth. Kiss her deep and dirty while I fuck her. She moans against my lips. Her hands find my hair. Pull.
The pain mixes with pleasure.
I groan into her mouth.
"Want to feel you come again." I pull back just enough to speak. "Want to feel you squeeze my cock."
"Then make me."
Christ.
I sit back on my heels. Ignore the fire in my side. Grip her hips with both hands and pull her onto my cock.
The angle is deeper.
She screams.
"That's it." I thrust up into her. Watch her breasts bounce. Watch her face twist with pleasure. "Take it. Take all of me."
"More—"
I give her more.
Harder.
Faster.
My rhythm is brutal now. Punishing. Every thrust drives the air from her lungs. Every thrust makes her scream.
"Dante—"
"Louder."
"DANTE!"
I feel her tighten around me.
"That's it." I thrust harder. "Come for me. Come on my cock like a good girl."
She shatters.
Her scream echoes off the walls. Her body arches. Her walls clamp down on me so hard I nearly lose control.
But I don't stop.
I fuck her through it.
My own release builds at the base of my spine. Pressure. Heat. The desperate need to let go.
