Page 94 of Powerful Deception
When I pull away to catch my breath, Dante’s mouth falls to my neck. He explores the skin for a second before he moves his face down further, to my breast and gives them all his attention.
A moan escapes me when I feel his teeth sinking into my right nipple.
Never have I been in to pain mixing with pleasure when it came to sex, but being with Dante makes me want to explore it. He makes me like the pain and makes me want to explore every side of it.
“You keep making those noises and we will flood the bathroom.” He says before giving me another bite.
I can’t help but giggle, actually liking the sound of that happening. “I don’t see the down side of that.”
For emphasis, I slide myself along his hardness, letting out another moan when I feel his tip enter me.
“Amate.” He growls out, still not wavering from my chest.
Amate.
He’s been calling me that since our first night together and as much as I want to ask what it means, or even look it up, I haven’t. Being Italian, I should now what the word means, but since my parents wanted to shy from their roots, I don’t.
I haven’t asked or looked it up because I don’t want to get my hopes up over a little word.
Embracing the nickname he has for me, I continue to slide against him until more than just the tip enters me.
“You’re asking for trouble, Arianna.” Another bite follows his words. He’s marking me and I fucking love it.
“I want it. I want trouble. I want everything you can give me. Please, Dante.” I let out another moan, wanting to feel more of him.
Dante gives my tits one more bite before moving his lips, back up my neck until they are hovering just over mine.
His eyes are dark but are filled with lust. He looks hungry and ready to eat everything that’s in front of him. If we weren’t in a tub surrounded by water, I’m sure he would be able to feel my slickness against him from that look alone.
“Everything that I can give you?” He pants out, his eyes closing a bit as I slide him in me once more.
“Yes.” I say in a breathy tone.
One simple word and that is all that it takes for Dante to slam his lips against mine and to use his grip on my ass to lift me up and slam into me.
The sensation feels so good that I have to pull my lips away from his to let out a moan. “Oh fuck.”
“You ignored me for five days, so it’s time you received the repercussions of that.” He growls out, not giving me the chance to get used to his size.
No, Dante continues to lift me up and slam into me repeatedly until all I see are black spots in my line of vision and have to grab onto the tub to keep me up.
“Dante. I—” I stop speaking the second I feel his mount back on my chest and his finger seeking entrance into my puckered hole.
“It feels good, doesn’t it, baby? It feels good to have my cock fill your pussy and my finger teasing your asshole. Maybe if learn to be a good girl and stop ignoring me, I will fuck this ass of yours and mark it as mine. Run you for every single man that comes after me. Do you want that, amate?”
All I can do is nod.
“I need words, Arianna. Do you want me to ruin you for other men?”
A groan escapes. “Yes.”
“Do you want me to claim your ass as mine?”
A moan. “Yes.”
“What about the rest of you? Do you want me to claim that as mine too?”
A whimper. “Yes.”