Page 64 of Toxic Love

His pants open and slide down, and when he peels his briefs down over the grooved lines of his hips…

Holy fuck.

I stare at Dante’s very large, verythickcock as he wraps his hand around it and strokes leisurely. His thighs push mine open as he moves between them, and when he eases the fat head of his dick against my swollen pussy, my breath catches in my throat.

I could say no. I could tell him to stop, right now. He might be cold, and he might be the devil. But I’ve known rapists, and Dante isn’t one.

But I’m not going to say no. Because for the first time ever, I fuckingwant this.

Dante leans over me as I shiver at the feel of his cock dragging up and down my slick pussy, still wet and glistening from my orgasm. His hand moves up, cupping my jaw before two fingers brush over my lips.

They’re wet.

Fromme.

“Open your mouth,” he murmurs darkly.

I do, and when his fingers slip inside, I close my lips around them.

“Good girl,” Dante growls, making my eyes bulge as his mouth teases over my neck all the way up to my ear. “Nowsuck.”

I whimper, my cheeks hollowing as I do as he says. My tongue wraps around his fingers, tasting myself on them.

I taste sweet.

I’m still moaning around his fingers when I feel his cock sink between my pussy lips. My eyes widen, my pulse skips.

My whole body quivers and shudders as he pushes into me.

Holy fucking shit.

He’s so fucking big, it feels like he’s ripping me open. But then the pain turns into something molten and throbbing—something all-consuming and wild as he sinks deeper and deeper into my tightness.

It takes me a moment to realize the whining sound I’m hearing ismeand the whimpered, panted moans around his fingers are mine.

He keeps going, burying inch after inch into me as the pressure builds and builds and builds. As he groans and drives the last inch into me, it’s like I’m breaking apart.

Because suddenly, I’m coming.

I scream, my hips bucking off the couch and my legs wrapping tight around his muscled hips. My body shudders and wrenches as the orgasm explodes through me.

…I just came fromone thrust.

“Good girl,” Dante murmurs low in my ear as I gasp for air. “Making my cock extra wet so that I canfuck you better.” I shiver as his finger slips from my lips, his hand cupping my jaw at my throat. “Imagine what I’m going to do to you when Iactuallystart to take you.”

His mouth slams to mine as he pulls out and thrusts right back in. My face caves, and I whine into his lips as I cling to him.

Then, Dante truly starts to fuck me.

He’s not gentle, and he’s not tender. His coiled muscles clench and flex against me as his swollen cock pounds deep. His mouthdevours mine, and his hands are everywhere as I cling to him and moan.

And it’sso. Fucking. Good.

It’s fast and wild. It’s a blissful agony I’ve never known, and I find myself trying to memorize every moment.

Every groan from his lips.

Every ripple of his muscles.

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