He shifted the pillow underneath my ass and grumbled, “Pussy on a pedestal, right where it belongs. Don’t wiggle off here, got it? I want to hit every fucking wall of that cunt and make sure it’s wet just for me.”
I licked my lips. “I want that too. Now,” I emphasized.
He smirked but didn’t make me wait. His length was bare as he nestled right back in between my legs. So thick and hard, I wanted to get a mold of him somehow. He worked the tip around my entrance, coating it with my come, and then he pushed in inch by delicious inch.
I moaned so loud I should have been embarrassed, but the man was smiling down at me as he watched me take him in slowly. He dragged a finger over my cheek. “This is how it’s supposed to feel. Like you were empty without me, like you were missing a piece of you and I just found the missing part.”
I let out a string of curses as I dug my nails into his ass, wanting all of him, knowing he was still holding back. I was greedy now, ferocious in my need to feel whole. Dante’s dick was my oxygen, and I couldn’t live without it.
“Slow, Lilah. Slow. Revel in it,” he murmured in my ear. Then his hands were tweaking my nipples, and his mouth was sucking my neck hard like he needed to leave his mark on me too.
Didn’t he know he was already marking my pussy, branding it as his as he stretched it to fit his size? “I’m so screwed for other men.”
“That’s right, baby. You wanted me. You got me here and hooked on you. You’d better be hooked on me too. Take it all, Lilah.”
He thrust the rest of the way in, and I gasped as I spread my legs fully and met his motion with mine. Something feral and deeply suppressed snapped inside me. I had always been the good one, never stepped out of line, never screamed, never stayed out past curfew. I knew where the line of bad or overindulgence was, and I never got close to it. I barely drank, didn’t do drugs, and had gotten straight A’s. Yet here, with Dante, I lost the chains on my indulgent soul, the one that was selfish and not trying to please anyone else. I scraped at the skin on his back, wrapped my legs around him, and rode his cock like I could catch another orgasm.
He was up on his elbows thrusting in and out of me as he watched my every facial expression. “This is how I always wanted to see you—perfect Lilah all fucked up… and down.”
I bit my lip because I wanted that for me too. I’d wanted to let go for one night, and he’d given me that. “God, this is too good. How am I going to—”
He dove down to kiss me then, cutting off any talk of us moving on from the moment. I took in his pillowy soft lips, how they somehow still dominated and crushed hard against mine. I took in how his hands gripped my hips harder and harder, how the muscles in his back rippled, and how he smelled like sandalwood. When his thumb ventured over to rub my clit again, my spirit might as well have left my body, because I was flying around the sun, and when he pinched me, I combusted, burst, and flew right into that blazing star. The orgasm seared through me, left me burned, blinded, and completely raw for him to see me at my most vulnerable.
I screamed his name over and over and over. Somewhere in my haze, he got off too, his hands latching on to my hair as he bore down and emptied himself inside me.
His forehead fell to mine, and we were left panting against one another’s mouths, breathing one another in and breathing one another out.
With one long breath, he murmured, “Remember, when you come this hard and get this wet, it means you’re getting fucked right. Remember not to ever settle, Lilah.”
It shouldn’t have felt so right and so wrong at the same time. I know that now. I was caught up in a man when I was just an immature new adult. I shouldn’t have felt like he was part of me, but he was my missing piece all of a sudden. And I couldn’t fathom him slipping away like he had a minute later.
He gathered up the pillow from under me before I could even look at the evidence of us, then he laid the sheet over my body. “You’re beautiful, Lamb.”
Why did I want to tell him to stay right then? My whole mind screamed at me to do it, to tell him he didn’t have to go, that I hadn’t texted him over simply to give me numerous orgasms. That we could be more than just neighborly friends. We’d gone past that, right? At least, I had. I wanted more of this, more of him.
“Dante, I…My parents aren’t home for another week,” I stammered out, suddenly not sure where all this was going but sure I wanted him to stay.
“Lilah,” he warned.
“I’m just saying. We could… you know… for the week. Nothing longer or anything.” I shrugged, trying to act nonchalant while my heart beat a million times a minute.
He rubbed his head. “You know, I kept telling myself through all this that even though it’s going to be over after this one time, I’ll still have that card you gave me, that I’ll cherish it for a very long time, even if you tricked me into taking it. Now, I’m not sure I’m happy with just the taste of you.”
His words sent shivers down my spine. “When do you deploy again?”
“I don’t know yet. But I’m here for a week at least. Then I’ll fly back to base.”
I clutched at my sheet. “Maybe I can see you again tomorrow?”
His gaze ping-ponged around my room and then outside like he was debating everything. “You’re the only damn person I would risk my friendship with your brothers for. You know that? We have to do this right if we want to go further. Got it?” he asked as he started to pull his jeans on. He tucked his cock back in them and pulled the gray T-shirt over his abs. I salivated the whole time. “Delilah, focus.”
My eyes snapped to his as they sparkled at me with what I knew was humor. He liked that I couldn’t stop staring. “Sorry. Um, right. Like I said, the family’s out of town. I have to pack for the dorm, so I stayed home, but the house is empty. We can hang out here.”
“I’m proud as hell that you’re going to that college, by the way. It sounds big. Ma said it’s hard to get in there. Make sure you’re careful. Keep your grades up.”
“Right.” I rolled my eyes. Didn’t anyone care about anything but my grades? “I’ll do that while I remember exactly what you told me.”
“What’s that?”