Page 47 of Stolen Kisses
“My lips?”
“Your lips, and these.” He bent down and closed his mouth over my left nipple, sucking hard while he caught my right nipple in between his thumb and forefinger.
My God, my whole body came alive from the wild suckling and the pull of his lips that I felt deep down in my groin. I moaned out loud as he continued to suck. It felt so damn good. Seeing that I liked it he amplified his suckling by alternating from one breast to the other. Licking, tasting, sucking the nipple then taking more of my flesh into his mouth. The sight of him doing that was so hot it made me wet just from watching this man trying to get as much as he could of me into his mouth.
He couldn’t get enough, like he wanted all of me.
It sent me over the edge and damn I was near climax already just from that.
“Dante … I …” I gasped unable to finish the words. “I’m coming.”
He lifted his head and a satisfied chuckled escaped his lips. “Not yet baby, boss’ orders. Only come when I tell you to.”
I had to place my hands behind me to keep from falling off the counter when he returned to continue sucking my breasts. Then he kissed his way down the flat plane of my stomach and turned that smile of his up a notch.
“This is mine.” He said moving his hand up between my thighs to cup the wet cotton of my panties. “Soaked and perfectly wet, all for me.” He parted my legs and slipped his finger inside me quickly followed by another, moving in and out slowly at first. Slow then faster and faster increasing the buildup. Finger fucking me, pushing me over that cliff, making me ache for release that I could only do on his command.
His swirling fingers spread me wider and I ached even more for him to allow me to finish and even more so for him to be inside me.
I gasped and tried to reach for something to grab on to, but it was just the granite surface beneath my palms. Such torture, yet it was pleasure filled. It felt like a deadly combo of something I always wanted and never wanted to be without.
All the while the devil smiled, watching me come undone before him on the very place he only last night had enticed me with his drink making skills as if he was just a regular guy.
Tonight, at this moment here and now was the reminder that he wasn’t regular or ordinary. He was a man who was always in charge and he wanted to own me. He’d always wanted to own me.
He could too. I would happily give myself to him.
Dante removed his fingers and brought them up to his lips to lick. He spread my thighs wider and nuzzled his face in between my legs.
Just when I had finally managed to catch my breath he shocked the hell out of me by ripping off my panties. Ripping them, tearing them off me and tossing them to the side somewhere in the corner,somewhere.
Instead of his fingers working on me, it was his tongue, taking me and seizing my mind. He pressed his tongue deep inside, teasing and pushing into the hard nub of my clit, enticing those greedy tingles of ecstasy.
I arched into him as he ate me, the bold sweeps of his tongue sending me spinning into the claws of pleasure.
Hard, rough strokes of his hot slick tongue deep, deep in my core made me cry out and moan uncontrollably. Mindless sounds of passion fell from my lips and I never wanted him to stop.
I just … couldn’t control myself any longer.
“Dante, please … I can’t … please … nuhhhh.” I writhed against him, lost in him and lost in pleasure.
With a purely sinful smile on his face, he lifted his head and returned his fingers to my clit, rubbing and smiling. “Hold on. Last thing. Final spec. Your pussy belongs to me baby, your whole body is mine. All mine. Capisce?”
“Ca… capisce.”
“Come for me, come for me Maria.” He commanded, eyes darkening with greed and primal desire.
I didn’t need any more encouragement than that. I allowed the orgasm to take me and as it did I screamed. Liquid fire singed my veins in a scorching wave that rippled through me stripping me of all control.
“Oh God!” I cried.
He chuckled watching me, waiting for the moment when I seemed to calm before he returned his mouth to my core and started drinking. He put my body into overload and fueled another build up just from watching him lick me clean.
“Fucking perfect. You are so fucking perfect.”
I couldn’t answer or find my voice.
With his strong possessive hands, he picked me up again and set me down in front of him.
