Page 78 of Powerful Deception
“Dante.” I say when he moves his mouth to my neck.
I feel his tongue slide along my vein, and I wonder what his tongue would feel like along my pussy.
“What?” He growls against my skin, his own body grinding against mine. I can feel every hard inch of him including what is going on under his slacks.
“I want…” I pant out, not able to form any coherent words.
The way his fingers are working against me and the way his tongue, lips and teeth are attacking my neck is making me needy.
“What do you want, amate?” Dante moves his mouth attack from my neck to my chest, sucking on my breast through my shirt.
“I want you to…” again I’m rendered speechless. Why can’t I think while he is touching me?
“You have to tell me, Arianna. Tell me what you want.” He says, his fingers moving faster.
“I want you to lick me. I want you to lick my pussy.” I can feel the lust flowing through me as I say the words.
Dante must be feeling it too because he stops stroking my heat and stops his attack on my chest. He looks down at me with so much hunger that I have no idea how I’m not bent over the couch yet.
“That’s what you want?” He asks, almost sounding a bit nervous.
Why would he have any reason to be nervous?
I give him a nod. “That’s what I want.”
We look at each other for what feels like a long time, but I know that it wasn’t more than thirty seconds.
Finally, Dante gives me a grin, one that actually reaches his eyes before he leans down and places his mouth back on mine.
I let out a moan when not only my tongue meets his, but his hands move until they are both cupping me.
With my body pressed against his, I can feel how hard his dick is so with the leverage of his hands, I lift myself enough to rub my clothed center against him.
Dante gets the hint and lifts me up so that I can wrap my legs around his waist.
As we kiss and I grind myself against his hard dick, Dante starts to walk.
At first, I think he’s taking us to the couch, but that isn’t the case when my ass lands on something hard.
The kitchen counter.
Before I can ask, Dante is pushing me onto my back and is dragging me to the end of the marble, pulling off my pants in the process. Quickly followed by my panties.
A smirk gets thrown my way. “I’m going to feast on you, sweet Arianna. I’m going to eat you pussy raw until the only thing that calls out is my name.”
I have the word yes on the tip of my tongue but the second that Dante spreads my legs, and his mouth meets my center, it’s forgotten.
Feast on me he does.
24
My eyes pop open and I don’t have to even look at the time on my phone to know it's a bit past four in the morning.
Over the years, my body has gotten so used to waking up at this early hour that I no longer need an alarm to go off.
Usually as soon as my eyes pop open, I start getting ready for my day. I would push the covers off me and not waste a minute. But for some reason, today, as my eyes pop up, I want to spend just a few more minutes in between the sheets.
Maybe it's my body telling me that I need to slow down more. Or maybe it's the woman that is currently lying next to me in bed that is making me want to stay longer.