Page 23 of Capo Dei Capi's Daughter

“Oh,coure mio,” I grind back into her continuing to toy with her nipple until a gentle, whimper trembles from her lips.

“I’ll go easy on you this time,” I pause to pull her nipple into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue and sucking until I elicit a moan, “but you’re still going to be begging for my cock before I fuck you.”

Firmly gripping her ass and pulling her from the wall, I carry her across the room before delicately laying her on the couch. Climbing between her thighs, my face is immediately buried between her tits.

“Before last night, have you ever had a man kiss you here,” my fingers and mouth continue alternating between teasing each of her nipples while I grind my throbbing cock against the apex of her thighs.

She is silent.

Shifting my eyes from her heaving breasts to her face, I see her cheeks are pinking and she is embarrassingly shaking her head.

Chapter Fifteen

VENECIA

“Before last night, have you ever had a man kiss you here?” Dante’s lips, tongue, teeth, and fingers continue to play with my nipples as I sheepishly shake my head at him.

“Good,” he continues teasing me. Each flick, nibble and pinch shooting through my nerves and straight to my clit. My body is trembling as my hips grind against the massive erection he has pressed between my thighs.

“Not yet,” his voice deep and gravelly as his lips slowly trail down my stomach, his stubble scratching against my sensitive skin. His eyes locked onto mine; his tongue slowly dips into my navel as his fingers slip under the elastic band of my shorts.

His lips continue to kiss across my stomach as he makes his way to the sensitive skin at the crease of my hips. As his lips travel my untouched skin, his fingers slowly begin dragging my shorts and panties down my legs. Once he passes them over my feet, I am laying naked beneath him.

“Has a man ever kissed you here,” his finger slides through my slit collecting my arousal.

His eyes are still fixed on me as I shake my head.

“That means your sweet, little, wet cunt is mine, and it will only ever be mine,” his voice sounds pleased.

Dante slowly pushes himself off me until he is sitting on his feet between my thighs. Reaching over me, he gently grabs my hands and pulls them down my body towards my hips.

“Open up for me,” his hands wrap behind my thighs, forcefully pushing them towards my hips, “Hold them open. I want to admire this beautiful, shaved, pink pussy.”

With my hands behind my knees, I hold my thighs open while Dante’s eyes roam over every inch of me. My body is trembling, a mixture of my current state of vulnerability and nervous excitement for the eternity it takes for him to touch me again. When he does, his fingers slide over my entrance, through my slit and over my clit before putting it to his lips.

Pushing it into his mouth, he sucks so hard his cheeks draw in. A growl grumbles in his chest, as he sucks my wetness from his finger.

“If you come for me like a good girl,” his finger slides inside of me while his thumb rubs over my clit, “I’ll kiss this sweet cunt and suck your clit until you are begging me to stop.”

His finger firmly curls inside of me, as his thumb continues to caress over my clit. Both working in rhythm, my body is tight and ready to explode.

“If you want my tongue lapping at your clit,” his lips dust over my thigh as the rhythm of his movements becomes faster and harder, “you’re going to need to show me just how badly you actually want it.”

A breathy scream rattles from my lungs as the orgasm begins to shoot through me.

Still trembling through my release, the faint whisper of, “that’s a good girl,” is the last thing I hear before his tongue is on licking vigorously at my clit.

“Fuck…,” I exhale, as foreign feeling of the soft, warmness of his tongue runs over clit.

Even with the finger inside of me slowing drastically, the sensation is too much. My hips are riding against his tongue, trying desperately to relieve myself, grinding hard against him trying to come again.

I come against his face, hard. It doesn’t slow him. Instead, he increases the suction with his mouth and begins firmly curling his finger against my walls. I never truly come down from the orgasm, it just continues to course through me. To continue to build in strength. The need for it to crest is almost painful.

My thighs are shaking so hard that I can no longer hold them, and they slip from my hands. The growl that erupts from Dante, as they firmly wrap around his head, throws me over the edge and my whole body spasms as the orgasm fires through every nerve in my body. My whole body is still shaking as he unwraps my legs from his head, revealing the proud smirk on his arousal coated face.

“I do love the feeling of your thighs clamped around my face,” his hand wipes some of my arousal from scruff on his chin as he stands from the couch.

He sheds his sweats and boxers. The erection he releases from them looks even larger than it did last night. If was I was currently able to catch my breath, the sight of it would likely have taken my breath away.

---