Page 18 of Capo Dei Capi's Daughter

“We can’t.”

“Were you wondering if I was thinking about you as you got hard for me?”

“We shouldn’t,” his voice wavers.

“Because I was,” the words pass over my lips in a breathy moan.

His eyes are more focused on me than the road as I continue to work myself towards an orgasm.

DANTE

I struggle to keep my eyes on the road as I watch her body react to the hand rubbing beneath those thin lace panties. Her hips rock to meet her fingers, as she slowly begins to approach her orgasm.

The orgasm we both know I so desperately want to give her.

The cock throbbing in my pants a clear indicator that I want this as much as she does.

If not more…

“Fuck it,” I grumble while veering to the side of the road. The speed at which we hit the gravel on the shoulder causes the SUV to fishtail slightly before we come to a stop. My seatbelt is off, and I’m opening the door as I throw the shifter into park.

The soft moans coming from her mouth are increasing, and I cannot get to her fast enough.

Slamming my door, I quickly walk behind the SUV while pulling my shirt over my head. Tossing it to the ground as I reach her door, I grab the handle and yank the door open. An aching moan comes from her mouth as I yank her hand from her panties, ending any possibility of the orgasm she was so close to before sucking her fingers into my mouth.

Finally tasting her sweet cunt on my tongue, I fucking need to have more of her. Gripping her panties with both hands, I pull hard at them. The thin lace shreds from her body, and the tattered remains are thrown to the ground with my shirt.

Lifting her slightly, I lay her across the seat while climbing in on top of her. Her tight nipples now gently dust against my chest with every heavy breath she takes.

“Is this what you want?” I pause, my face so close to hers I can feel her fluttered breathes, “Cuoremio. I can’t take it.”

“Yes,” she gently exhales, “Please.”

Sliding my hand under her head, I firmly grip her hair and pull her face up to meet mine. Her lips part as she reaches me, and without hesitation I plunge my tongue into her mouth. Having waited for and dreamt about this moment for weeks, I cannot get enough of tasting her. Breathing in her sighs and whimpers is like taking my first breath of real air. Both of us are panting and still yearning for more when I finally pull back from her.

A breathy moan rises from her chest when I glide my fingers over her already swollen lips. Taking advantage of her open mouth, I plunge two fingers over her lips and deep inside. Deep enough that she lets out a gentle gag before wrapping her lips around them.

“That’s a good fucking girl,” I groan as my lips trail down her neck while she beings to gently suck on the fingers resting on her tongue.

My tongue aggressively swirls around her nipple before I suck it into my mouth. In turn, Venecia sucks eagerly and moans against the fingers now slowly working in and out of her mouth. Her hips rocking against the hard cock in my pants trying to grant herself some relief.

“You suck like a greedy slut that can’t wait to take my cock in her mouth,” I slowly pull my dripping fingers from her mouth before replacing them with my tongue. My mouth continuing to needily claim each of her moans.

Tilting my hips to the side, my wet fingers slide through her soaked pussy with ease.

“Is it the thought of sucking my cock or fucking it that makes you this wet?” my fingers assault her clit leaving her unable to answer.

Drawing her nipple back into my mouth, my fingers continue to work over and around her clit. Her breaths become shallow, and her body tenses.

“Don’t fight it,” my finger plunges inside of her and curls, eliciting a gasp as she clenches and comes undone around it. Continuing to slowly work my curling finger in and out of her through her orgasm, I slowly slide it back to her clit as she comes down.

“Whether it’s thinking about sucking my cock or fucking it that gets you this wet, you’re going to have to wait,” my fingers work her already sensitive clit causing raspy moans to rattle from her chest, “You have to earn it.”

An airy, “what,” mixed with a moan passes over her lips.

“You have to earn my cock,” my fingers rub firm circles over her clit causing her back to arch, pressing her cunt against my hand as she comes again.

“I won’t just give you what you want. You’re going to come on my fingers or tongue until you’re begging me to finally fuck you with my cock. Even then, I’m not going to give you my cock until you earn it.”

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