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His free hand clamps over my mouth silencing my screams.

“Shhh,cuore mio,” the words a deep whisper in my ear, “I love to make you scream for me, but someone will hear us.”

His words tell me to be quiet, but the relentless thrusts of his cock repeatedly slamming me against the wall tell me he wants someone to find us.

He quietly groans in my ear as I squeeze around his cock, rocking my hips, when I come again.

Lowering me to the ground, he drops to his knees in front of me. Grabbing the strings of my panties, he slides them down my legs until I need to step from them.

I expect him to toss them to the floor, but he rubs them over my entrance before reaching up and putting them in my hand. They are soaked through with my arousal.

“Put them in your mouth,” he growls, staring up at me as he throws one of my legs over his shoulder, “I’m not asking. In your mouth. Now.”

Balling them up, I open my lips and hesitantly press them into my mouth. The tangy sweetness of my own arousal immediately hits my tongue.

“Such a good little whore,” his tongue flicks over my clit, “Now be quiet while I reward you for listening so well.”

Gripping my ass with both hands, he buries his face between my thighs. His tongue and teeth are violent in their assault on my clit, and I am fervently riding his face chasing my next orgasm. When it hits, I scream out, but it is muffled by the wet panties shoved in my mouth.

Sucking on my clit, Dante slides my trembling leg from his shoulder and sets my foot back on the ground. His tongue dips inside my entrance and up the length of my slit before he stands in front of me.

His fingers slide between my lips and pull the panties from my mouth, before he replaces them with his tongue. His tongue pushing his mouthful of his saliva and my arousal into my mouth.

“Does my good little whore like the taste of her cunt?” his fingers wrap around my throat as begin to firmly squeeze..

I struggle to swallow with his tight grip on my neck, before responding, “Yes.”

“Good,” the hand around my throat pushes me back down to my knees, “because I want you to clean yourself from my cock before I come down your throat.”

Chapter Twenty-Five

DANTE

We have been sneaking around this house for nearly a month. It is a miracle that we haven’t been caught yet.

Pulling on my sneakers, I head downstairs to take my daily sunrise run around the massive property. Venecia is at the bottom of the stairs, wearing a tiny pair of running shorts, a sports bra that zips down the front, and her sneakers. She stands from her stretch to see me on the stairs, “You’re late, sleepyhead.”

It is also a miracle that no one has caught on to what actually happens on these morning runs.

We head out the door and begin jogging down the driveway before veering off towards a trail that leads into the woods. She is in front of me, granting me a remarkable view of her bouncing ass, as she runs.

“You better fucking run,cuore mio,” I call out from behind her,“because when I catch you, I intend to take what I want from your body.”

She picks up her pace and turns down one of the trails that run deeper in the woods surrounding the property. Increasing my speed, I am nearly at a sprint as I begin to close the distance between us. Reaching her, she squeals, when my arm wraps around her waist and lift her from the ground.

Holding her against me, she giggles and screams out for help as my hand undoes the zipper on her sports bra, freeing her heaving breasts. My hands playing with both of her nipples, as I lower us both to the ground before laying my body on top of hers. Reaching between us, I yank her shorts down to her thighs and push mine underneath my throbbing cock.

As much as I enjoy making her beg, there isn’t time for that out here in the open. Lifting her hips slightly, she screams out as I shove the entirety of my length inside her. Our knees both dig into the ground as I continue to pound into her. She cries out as she comes, and I empty myself inside of her before pulling out.

My fingers trail through the cum that spills out onto her thighs before pressing them between the cheeks of her ass. Her body presses back against them, always wanting more.

“I plan to fill this this hole with my cum soon,” airy mewls pass her lips as I firmly rub it over and around her tight little hole.

The thought of my cock in her tight little ass has me growing hard again. Stroking my length a few times, I press back into her cunt already dripping with my cum.

Taking her rough and hard for the second time, I cover my hand over her mouth trying to silence her faux screams for help mixed with her screams of pleasure.

“What the fuck,” a male voice yells from behind me. I hear feet quickly treading towards. Turning my head, I am met with a fist before being yanked off Venecia. Thrown to the ground, the body is immediately on top of me railing me with brutal punches to the face.

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