Page 29 of Ivory Obsession

“Are you close?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

I nodded, my breath hitching as the pleasure continued to build up within me. The fire inside was growing hotter, threatening to engulf me completely.

“Wait for me,” he instructed firmly.

As if on cue, Dante moved closer, hovering over me while never breaking eye contact. His hand moved from his length to mine, replacing my fingers with his own.

The sudden change elicited a gasp from me, and I arched my back, pleasure coursing through me at the touch of his fingers on my sensitive flesh. My hands moved instinctively, reaching out to clutch at his sturdy shoulders as he continued to stroke me.

“Dante... I can’t...” I murmured, the words coming out as a breathless plea. The pressure in my belly was building rapidly now, spiraling upward toward an all-consuming crescendo.

“Hold on,” he commanded, leaning in to capture my lips in a searing kiss. Our tongues danced together in rhythm with the movements of his hand, amplifying the pleasure that was threatening to consume me wholly.

Our bodies entwined around each other as we lost ourselves in the moment. His fingers never faltered, drawing out the sweet torture until my body was on fire and my nerves were screaming for release.

“Tell me what you want, Jade,” Dante said.

“I need you inside of me,” I replied breathlessly.

His eyes darkened at my plea, a rough growl vibrating in his chest. “Fuck. Okay.”

He pulled away slightly, only to shed the last piece of clothing that separated our bodies, his shirt. He was stunning in his nakedness, every inch of him exuding raw virility. His dark eyes met mine with an intensity that made me shiver in anticipation.

“Dante...” I murmured, my voice a breathless whisper as he loomed over me, his body casting a shadow that seemed to swallow the room whole.

“Jade,” he said softly, his voice laced with a desire that mirrored my own. He moved closer, positioning himself at my entrance. The head of his length brushed against me, eliciting a gasp that was quickly swallowed by his mouth on mine.

Suddenly, he was inside me, filling me in a way that sent shockwaves of pleasure through my body. I gasped against his mouth, my nails digging into his back as he moved slowly, giving me time to adjust to him. I could feel every inch of him, the ridges and veins of his hard length creating an exquisite friction that was driving me insane.

“Fuck, your pussy is so tight,” he said into my ear. “Does it feel good, Jade?”

“Yes,” I panted, my fingers scraping against his back as he started to move. His thrusts were slow and measured, each one lighting a fire within me that was impossible to ignore.

“Did I tell you you could stop touching your clit while I fucked you?”

I shook my head, a blush spreading across my cheeks as I reached down to follow his command. His dark eyes were heavy with desire as he watched me, the sight of his arousal stoking the fire within me. My fingers moved in sync with his thrusts, creating a symphony of pleasure that was threatening to consume me.

“Good girl,” Dante murmured huskily, his hand moving to grip my hip as he continued to move inside of me. His strong, sure movements coupled with the sight of his pleasure filled gaze was intoxicating, pushing me closer and closer to the edge.

Suddenly, his rhythm faltered, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he neared his own climax. His hand left my hip to grasp mine, stilling my movements against my clit.

“Stop,” he commanded breathlessly. “I want us to come together.”

“Dante...” I pleaded, the knot in my belly growing tighter and tighter with every second that passed. The anticipation was killing me, but the thrill of obeying him was even more intoxicating.

“Stay with me, Jade,” he urged, his voice strained as he fought to keep himself composed. His free hand found its way to my breast, thumb rubbing circles around the sensitive bud. “Let me come in your pretty pussy as you tighten around me.”

The words sent a jolt of arousal through me, causing me to whimper helplessly beneath him. His fingers were magic, pushing me closer to the brink with each caress. Dante was relentless, his rhythm increasing as he chased his own release. I could feel every inch of him, each thrust bringing me closer to the edge.

“All right,” he murmured, his voice barely more than a ragged groan. “Now.”

His command triggered something primal within me, pushing me over the edge as I clung to him. A wave of pleasure surged through my body as my climax washed over me. My walls clenched around him in rhythm with my release, drawing a guttural groan from Dante as he followed suit.

His thrusts became more sporadic, each one sending another wave of pleasure coursing through me until I was left gasping and trembling beneath him. He collapsed onto me, his body heavy and sated against mine.

“You’re fucking hot,” he said. He was out of breath.

I didn’t reply. I couldn’t. My entire body was still thrumming from the aftermath of our pleasure, every nerve ending ablaze. All I could do was lie there, gasping for breath and trying to process what had just happened.