Page 49 of Stolen Kisses
Blissful, blistering pleasure completely seized me, taking me over. It tore me in two. Literally severing me from reality and into this wild oblivion where it was just me and him.
Only Dante and me.
How could I have lived my life without him?
How could I have chosen to be with anyone else besides him?
A greedy orgasm gripped me, making my body a slave. I completely gave into the scandalous pleasure and cried out. I screamed not caring where we were.
“That’s it baby, scream. Scream as loud as you want.” He spoke into my ear, his hot breath burning my skin and caressing it at the same time.
The sexual energy that burned between us was unreal. It made my body vibrate, luxuriated by the explosion of chemistry.
He completely possessed me with his hold on me, but I wanted to touch him too.
I reached up as he pressed me flush against him, continuing his pumps and I reached for his face. He slowed for a few moments and just held me, both of us enjoying the contact.
Something like warmth filled my heart and I knew it for what it was, even though I had never experienced it before—not with anyone.
I thought it must have been this feeling that Christina talked about when she was telling me about love. How ironic it was that when she’d talked about it the first and only person I’d thought of then was Dante. That had been twelve years ago. It took me twelve years to come to this moment and feel it.
He seemed to feel it too.
He did, I could tell. It was just like something you knew, like truth. Truth could never be refuted, because it was fact not opinion, not perception. It was what it was.
The moment was severed when he kissed the crook of my neck. He pulled out, turned me back to face him and picked me up so I could wrap my legs around him.
He settled me down on to his cock again, sliding right into me then resuming the rhythm of his pumps. Delicious friction penetrated every nerve as his deep thrusts filled and consumed me. The smile on his face told me he was by no means finished with me.
This position felt more intimate. It was even more intimate to follow all that I just felt for him. I could see his eyes, see his desire, and I could touch him. I could hold this powerful godlike man who could switch from avenging angel to a villain with heart.
His ruthless cock plowed into me, driving me wild and now we were both moaning and gasping. Both of us completely under the spell of passion.
Paralyzed by the pleasure I didn’t have time to prepare for the next wave of orgasm that grabbed us both. Like a fireball of bliss, it washed over us making me arch into him while he thrust even deeper, faster, and harder as the hot cum of his release filled me. It was wild and savage just like him.
I came too in shuddering waves, my mind splintered as I screamed into the release.
It took us awhile before we both calmed down. He held me to him and I stuck like glue to his chest.
“Jesus Christ, Maria. Why the fuck was that the first time we’ve ever done that?”
I shook my head.
“I don’t know.”
“Get dressed, we’re going to my place now. Time to make up for lost time.”
I opened my mouth to speak, but I nodded instead.
There was nothing that sounded better than that, and I would agree to follow him anywhere.
Chapter 14
Dante
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I’d already decided that I wasn’t going to allow her to leave me.
