He pulled me up into another deep, devouring kiss, but he didn’t lift me off the chair. His other hand closed around my breasts, and he dragged my bra cup down. His fingers pinched on my nipple, and I lost all control.
I moaned and whined and writhed, feeling intense waves of electricity lighting me on fire. I needed him so fucking bad.
He flicked my bra clasp apart, and a second later, my breasts fell into his hands with nothing to protect me from the inevitable.
His body radiated heat into my arms. My nipples grazed his bare chest. Every pulse and clench of his muscles rocketed me out of my mind. This was actually going to happen. I was kissing Dante while he undressed me in the middle of the living room. Luca or Dominic might walk in at any moment, but I no longer cared.
He sat back on his heels, and his body pulled out of my embrace. I shuddered when I saw the look in his deep, black eyes. This was it. No more hiding. No more games.
He took hold of my shorts and unfastened the button. My pussy ached to feel him in it, to feel him touching me and turning me on and taking me to the stars.
I moaned again when he very slowly, very deliberately slid down the zipper to expose the lace edge of my panties. He hooked his fingers around my waistband and glided my shorts down.
I had to bring my legs together and rise off the seat to let him take them down. Every move drove me crazy. Why didn’t he take me and put me out of my misery?
He pushed me back down and leaned me back on the chair. His eyes held me enthralled when he planted his scorching palms on my knees the way I did before.
He cracked my thighs apart, and I swooned in a mind-blowing wave of volcanic desire. Fuck, his touch made me so damn hot. I needed to disintegrate on him and in him and around him.
He didn’t rush in, though. Those brutal eyes roved all over my naked body. He examined every inch of me with merciless intensity. He saw everything that I was, and he saw me give it all up for him.
He pushed my legs wider apart, and before I could think twice, he dove down between my thighs. His greedy mouth closed on my dripping box, and I froze. The next instant, something triggered me, and I heard my voice spiking into keening cries.
He hooked my thighs over his shoulders while he mauled my twitching pussy in big, hungry mouthfuls. His tongue lashed downward to my swollen slit, and his lips nibbled at my clit until I bucked and groaned against his face.
He cupped my ass and brought my tormented flesh to his mouth. I grabbed his head, but no matter how much I pulled him in, he wouldn’t eat me out any faster. He took his time and teased me until I screamed.
I felt myself spinning out of control, but I didn’t want to stop it. I heaved and rocked, trying to reach his mouth. My juices ran down his chin while he played with my nipples and pinched my ass. Everything he did made me so fucking hot that I couldn’t think straight.
I tried to rear back and grind on his chin, but the chair wouldn’t let me. I had to sit up straight and stare into those flinty black eyes watching me over my heaving stomach.
Did he see now how much he excited me? Did he see how much more he meant to me now than ever before?
He let go of my nipple and brought both hands back to my ass. He guided my hips into his penetrating licks, and I felt myself careening toward a devastating climax. If only he would finish me off, I could satisfy this endless craving inside me.
His eyes drifted closed and immediately opened to watch me again. I couldn’t escape those eyes. I thought he would go back to playing with my breasts when, without warning, he stabbed two thick fingers deep into my sodden channel.
I screamed and hurled myself back against the chair at the same time that I flung myself down on his hand. I blasted into an earth-shaking orgasm that didn’t crest and end. The longer he kept plunging those fingers into me, the more I kept cumming.
He attacked my pussy even more ferociously, and my screams echoed through the house. Did Dominic and Luca hear me? I couldn’t stop screaming in the incredible pleasure coursing through me.
I grabbed two fistfuls of his hair, riding his face for all I was worth. His tongue burned my throbbing pussy lips, but he wasn’t finished yet.
He broke out of my grip, straightened up on his knees, and tore open his fly. He pushed his pants down and shoved between my spread legs.
I couldn’t contain it when he pulled me toward him and started driving into me with deep, powerful thrusts. He cupped my ass to bring me against his cock.
I grasped him for any anchor in this tempest. I couldn’t stop screaming as that cock drilled me to the core and brought me to another climax even more bone-crushing than the first.
His back and chest and shoulders became a wall of granite to protect me from myself. I grasped my arms around his neck, kissing him for all I was worth while he blasted me to kingdom come.
He hissed through his teeth, pumping into my bones. He knocked the chair out of position with the strength of his thrusts. He grabbed the chair back and fucked through me and past me to something out of this world.
I dragged my parched, panting lips across his chest. His strength and power were my only hope in this storm. He would bring me out of this. He had to.
My breasts slapped his chest, and my thighs spanked his pelvis with every drilling thrust. His rock-hard cock plowed through my saturated tissues until every sensation exploded my mind to smithereens. Could I survive this?
He propped his other hand on my leg and forced my thigh even farther aside. I strained to crack my thighs as far apart as they could go. I couldn’t get enough of him inside me. He felt so amazing and beastly and primitive.