Chapter 19

Tinsley wasn’t sure what had come over her. She knew they were in a dire and dangerous situation. Yet she didn’t care. She wanted Dante badly and right now. Right here in the closet on the pirate Jorvlen ship.

Something about being in dangerous situations with Dante thrilled her enough to make the area between her thighs tingle and overheat. She craved him, no matter how risky it was.

They had gotten what they came for, including the location, and they had to stay hidden at the moment. Better safe than sorry when it came to staying inside just a little longer. Besides, how they did things, it wasn’t going to take too long.

Tinsley stroked his hardening cock.

He may have tried to dissuade her seconds ago, but once she pulled him out and kept stroking, he had no complaints.

“Do you still want me to stop?” she asked in a low purr.

Dante didn’t answer. Instead, he turned around to face her.

His cock was erect and still free of his pants, pointing directly at her and waiting for action. Tinsley was ready to give it all the action it needed.

The room was small, and Dante filled the majority of it. His mass was intimidating, but that was part of the turn-on for Tinsley.

He walked toward her, and she automatically took a step back. She ran into the wall and stayed pressed there.

Dante lifted her slightly, and she found a little crate to step onto. He pressed his strong, hard body against her. His muscles were evident, even through his disguise. He was ripped and rippling with testosterone and desire.

Tinsley could smell it on him as if they were dogs in heat.

She wasn’t sure how much time they had, but that just made it all the hotter for her.

Dante unzipped her top and pulled the shoulders down, looking hungrily at her.

She was on fire.

He grabbed her throat gently and placed his fingers around it, lifting her head. He kissed her exposed neck and softly bit her here and there from her neck to her breasts.

Tinsley gasped suddenly at the air touching her freshly wet skin. Her hand still stroked his cock.

“Do you want me?” She knew he did. His massive erection was evidence enough, but she had to hear it. She wanted him, but him wanting her turned her on more than anything ever could. She loved being his object of desire.

Dante pulled away from her exposed skin at her question. “Want you? No. Need you? Fuck yes.” He unzipped the rest of her suit, letting it fall to her feet. He pushed his pants down, giving Tinsley full access to his manhood.

She stroked him with one hand and grabbed one of his hands with her free one. She led it to her chest, puppeteering his fingers down to her navel and between her thighs, and then pushed it up against her pussy.

Dante shoved two of his fingers inside. Tinsley tilted her head back against the wall and found herself grinding against the palm of his hand as she ran her fingers up and down his hard cock.

He pressed himself against her and kissed her hard. She could feel him melt into her.

His tongue pushed its way through her lips and circled around her tongue. They touched tips playfully and moaned into each other’s mouths as their hands did their bidding on their lower regions.

Tinsley removed her hand momentarily to join Dante’s inside of her. She rubbed her wetness all over her fingers before returning to his cock. She slicked it up and started to stroke him faster with the new lubrication.

His throaty growls vibrated deep in his chest as they kept their lips locked and tongues entangled.

His two fingers inside of her twirled around as if dancing. She wanted to do more to him than just stroke his cock. She wanted him to think about how good her mouth felt on it every time she went down on him.

When his tongue found hers again, she snatched his up and sucked on it in place of his cock.

He let her play with it, pushing into her more as she wrapped her tongue in spirals around his while keeping her hand stroking his dick at a fast pace.

When she pulled away, she bit his lower lip playfully to show she was enjoying the roughness of his other hand on her throat while he still worked down below.

He let out a grunt as he kissed her shoulder and nipped at her collarbone.

She was more than ready for him.

Tinsley grabbed his cock firmly and found her opening with it. She teased his tip on the inside of her labia to make him ache for her.

“I need to feel you,” Dante panted.

“Only if you come for me,” she cooed.

“Oh, I’ll come for you, baby. I’m going to fill you up.” He growled into her ear.

She licked his neck in response as she shoved his hardened cock inside of her.

He moaned into her neck as she grabbed his hips and pushed him deeper.

Dante kept his hand around her throat as he thrusted upward into her. She was standing at the perfect height for his cock to curve upward inside firmly without slipping out at any moment.

Tinsley bit her own lip to keep from voicing her pleasure too loudly. They were in enough danger as it was, but she was on the verge of not caring.

Dante seemed to have sensed this and moved his hand from her throat to her mouth.

She was thankful for the adjustment. She didn’t trust herself to play it safe.

“I’m so close. I’m going to blow everything,” Dante said low through gritted teeth.

His words were as potent a stimulation as his body. She loved knowing he was about to climax for her. She wanted to egg him on even further.

She suddenly heard footsteps edging closer to the closet they were fucking in.

Tinsley knew they should stop. She felt Dante freeze against her and quiet his breathing, but she ached for him to keep thrusting.

His pumps became smaller until he stopped moving inside her, straining to hear if someone had heard them.

She didn’t give a shit. She was too close, and if they were caught with their pants down, it may as well be with a grand finale.

Tinsley started rotating her pelvis hard against Dante’s inserted cock. He hadn’t softened one bit, which exhilarated her more. His mind was on finishing as well.

She kept the pace consistent as they listened for the steps to fade down the hall. Once they receded, he turned his full attention back to her and fucked her with such force from no longer having to restrain himself, she was elated.

He came with such ferocity that it sent wave after wave crashing over Tinsley, taking her over the edge and triggering her to release with him in tandem.

She bit down on his hand as she quaked with easing tension. He didn’t even flinch. He was too busy draining his throbbing cock inside of her twitching pussy.

Tinsley slumped against the wall slightly, suddenly tired. Dante held her up as he slowly pulled out and put his disguise back on.

She followed suit. They said nothing, but Tinsley knew they had no regrets about what had just happened.

But just to make sure, she searched Dante’s face.

He caught her glance and looked deep into her eyes. Grabbing her by the waist, he pulled her into a kiss that was unlike the others.

It wasn’t full of need or burning passion. It was something else.

It was as if he was saying everything he felt toward her in that kiss. It acted as a mental link between them, connecting their thoughts, minds, and souls, not just bodies.

Tinsley knew because she felt the exact same way.