Page 47 of Capo Dei Capi's Daughter

Gripping his hair, I pull his face deeper between my thighs, while whimpering out a begging “Please.”

He promptly gives me what I need, as he sucks, licks and gently bites at my clit. His tongue rubs firmly over my clit as I guide his head and rock my hips chasing my release. My hips quiver on his face and tongue as it builds at my center before passing through me with a scream.

Dante pulls his mouth from me and I look down to see him slowly stroking his cock as he slides two fingers inside of me. They gradually thrust in and out of me allowing me the opportunity to come down from my high. As I do, he begins to pick up speed and curling them towards him.

My hand fists his hair as my walls clench around his fingers and I come again.

“If you want my tongue again,cuore mio,show me.”

My hand in his hair I pull him back between my legs and his tongue fervently licks at my clit as his fingers continue to work inside of me. Flexed on my toe, he holds most of my weight as I ride his face about to come again. His tongue stops and begins to suck violently on my clit while vigorously working his fingers.

“Fuck…Dante…,” I scream, pulling his hair to drag his face from between my legs, as I come again.

Pulling against my grip in his hair, his lips wrap around my clit and he begins to suck again as his fingers quickly thrust in and out of me.

Just as I am about to come, he stops. Looking up at me he scowls, “Don’t ever pull me from your sweet little cunt again. I’ll be nice this time, but next time you will thoroughly pay for denying me what I want.”

Returning his lips to my clit, he works diligently to bring me to the brink before stilling his fingers and pulling back from my clit.

He pulls my other leg over his shoulder before kissing my inner thighs, occasionally granting me one teasing lick or suck of my clit. My hips are writhing between his face and the wall.

“Dante….,” I beg, “Please….”

His eyes look up at me as he continues kissing my thighs and teasing my clit.

“Please let me come,” I plead with him.

The look in his eyes is feral at my words, and his tongue is lapping at my clit while his fingers plunge inside of me. My thighs flex against his face as I scream out my release. In turn, he begins to suck on my clit and curl his fingers inside of me.

The sensation is so much that I grip his hair and want to pull him from me, but I let go of him and claw at the wall as he continues.

“I can’t…,” I whimper as another near painful orgasm begins to build, but he doesn’t stop until I am screaming and trembling on his thighs.

“Good girl,” he groans against my center before pulling back from me, “You took that so well.”

Holding me against the wall, he removes me from his shoulders and stands, immediately lifting my legs around his waist and turning off the water. Holding tight to my nearly limp body, he carries me out of the bathroom and lays me onto the bed while sliding himself inside of me.

Holding my thighs in his forearms, he stands at the edge of the bed and thrusts into me so hard I can barely breath. My back is arched off the bed and my clit is throbbing as he continues to punish me with orgasms.

“One more,cuore mio,” he groans as he leans down and pulls both our bodies further onto the bed, “It’s going to come fast and hard while I fill you with my cum.

His hips pound into mine and the orgasm tears through me, my whole body is trembling as I scream out his name while he moans into my ear and empties himself inside of me.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

VENECIA

Every muscle in my body is sore when I try to stand from the bed.

“Careful,cuore mio,” Dante reaches for me, “after that you might want to lay here a little while longer.

“After that, I’m pretty sure this whole fucking house knows that you are feeling better,” I stand and realize just how unsteady my legs are, “we probably need to actually head downstairs.”

“Along with having just survived torture, you want me to face your family after I just fucked you so hard you can barely walk?”

“Sir,” I toss a t-shirt and pair of sweatpants at his naked body on the bed, “that second part you did to yourself. Now get up.”

“Don’t pretend you were an innocent party in all of this,” he groans through his soreness as he slowly sits up on the edge of the bed. Grabbing my hand and pulling me between his legs, he wraps his arms around my waist and kisses my stomach before smiling up at me, “I love you,cuore mio.”

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