I wanted to fuck.
And it was all because of her. She brought out the man in me, the alpha. She was my vice, my drug of choice—her body my cocaine, her pussy my heroin…her heart my poison.
“Put your hands behind your back.”
She obeyed like a good little girl.
“Now lift that ass of yours.”
Her hips bucked, and her ass was in the air. Like a fucking offering. Her pussy bloomed, glistening with invitation.
I sat up and guided the tip of my cock over her ass, then dipped it down the slit of her cunt. We moaned in unison, and I fisted my dick before giving her ass another slap.
“Tell me there hasn’t been anyone but me.”
She glanced over her shoulder. “Can you tell me the same?”
I stilled, my cock in hand.
She smiled. “I thought so.”
And then I smacked her ass hard, causing her to yelp. “That’s what happens when you smart-mouth me.”
Her hips lowered a little, but I reached out and righted her.
“Don’t tell me you’re getting tired of letting your pussy blossom for me.”
“Dante, please.”
“Unless you’re about to beg me to fuck you, I suggest you put your mouth to better use.”
I got up from the bed and walked around, still fisting my cock to get some relief from the ache of wanting to be buried balls deep inside her. Her eyes flicked up to mine, and she already knew what I wanted from her. This woman knew me better than God Himself.
She got on her knees and crawled toward me, licking her lips as if she was starved for what I was about to give her.
I grabbed her chin in my hand and jerked her head up to me. “You left me.”
She bit her bottom lip.
“Do you have any idea how fucked up I was because of it?” I never stopped fisting my cock, her gaze flitting toward the movement every now and then.
“Apologize.”
She swallowed hard. “I’m sorry, Dante.”
I gripped her hair at the back of her head. “Now put me in your mouth and apologize again.”
Her lips parted. The second I pushed my cock into her mouth, she moaned, and I felt it all the way down my spine. Her tongue flicked against the tip before she muttered, “I’m sorry, Dante.”
And then I unleashed the beast, the animal who had been unsated for so fucking long. No other woman stilled the hunger, quenched the thirst for release. And now, as Layla vigorously sucked my cock, the animal in me fucking roared as it finally got what it had wanted all this time.
In and out, I fucked her mouth, pushing deep, my grip on her hair tightening. The noises that came from her lips as she sucked and licked and lapped were like porn to my ears. She coated my cock with her spit and wrapped her fingers around my shaft, making me moan like a goddamn demon born to flourish in sin.
Holy, sweet Mother of Christ. I was about to shoot my cum down her fucking throat. But I wasn’t ready for this to be over yet.
I pulled her head back, her lips letting go of my cock. “Turn around.”
The second her ass was in front of me, her pussy in full bloom, I plunged deep inside her. She cried out, and I roared the second I felt her heat wrap around me. So slick. So warm. So goddamn tight. I loved feeling her from the inside, filling every inch of her sweet, greedy little cunt.