11. Dante

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I'm beginning to think that there is never going to be a time when I won't want to murder her worthless ex. What the fuck kind of mind fucks did he play with my girl? When she apologized for enjoying herself while giving me the best head of my entire life, I wanted to pack her up and take her with me to track down his useless carcass. Then I'd let her watch as I beat the ever-living shit out of him for every slight he ever made against her or her daughter.

Instead, I wrap her in my arms and hold her.

I turn us onto our sides and curl my body around her so I can bury my nose in the back of her neck and drag more and more of her lemon and vanilla scent across the glands behind my front teeth with each breath.

For a long time, we lie like this. Naked. Cocooned.

The completeness I feel laying this way with my mate is hard to describe. It's satisfaction. It's what I always imagined happiness should be, which makes me wonder how she feels. I'm a stranger to her, and yet the way she opens up with me. She let me touch her until she came for me. And now, she's relaxed and snuggled in my arms.

Her chest rises with a deep breath and then she shifts, twisting her body so that we're chest to chest. Her soft brown eyes flutter up to meet mine with an openness that has my heart squeezing in my chest.

Her lip's part and I wait for what she's going to say, but instead of words she leans up and presses her lips to mine. I'm frozen. Startled into stillness, so I don't immediately kiss her back. Instead, I enjoy the way she initiated this sweet kiss. Luxuriating in the soft press of her mouth and the heat of her breath. Until she pulls back with a questioning look, and I watch as doubt flickers in her eyes again.

No. I don't like that. I don't want her to ever feel like she needs to question her actions towards me. Us.

"You can kiss me anytime you want to, baby," I tell her when her eyes slide away and she goes shy. Reaching up between us, I pinch her chin between my fingers, tilting her head back so I can meet her lips this time. I groan when she returns my kiss, and my dick goes from chub to tempered steel when she slicks her pointed tongue against mine.

Her hands slide up my chest to my shoulders and when her blunt nails bite into my skin, anchoring herself to me, my hips rock up into her. Her breath catches when she feels how hard I am for her, and I can't hold back a grin that spreads beneath her lips.

Fuck, she feels so good. In my arms and against my cock.

"I need you baby," I groan before capartmenturing her mouth again.

She whimpers when I force her lips apart so my tongue can tangle with hers.

"I need you too," she whispers, and then does something that totally surprises me. With her hands on my shoulders, she pushes me onto my back and straddles my hips, "I need to feel you inside me."

Her neck arches when she rolls her hips and slides her slick pussy up and down my dick. Getting me nice and ready for her.

A low purr starts up in my chest and I grab her hips. I mean to hold her still, but instead I end up pulling her against me, over me, showing her the rhythm I want.

"That's it, get me nice and slick," I rasp. "You feel so good, baby. I'm gonna slide in and fill that pussy so good."

Wait. No! It's too soon. I need to prepare her.

Another whimper escapes her plush lips, and her hips pick up speed, snapping my restraint when she leans forward so she can put more pressure on her clit until she's trembling.

Ah, fuck— "Are you ready for me, Amy?" I ask. My hands slide down her hips and over her ass, grabbing handfuls of her cheeks and squeezing. "You're gonna take my cock so good. Aren't you?"

Her chin bobs in answer.

"Yeah, you are. And after you've come all over my cock, I'm gonna slide into your ass. Do you want me there too?"

She makes a choked sound, but doesn't say no.

The last thread of what little restraint I have snaps.

Her hips are rocking fast and hard now and if I don't get inside her soon, I'm gonna…

"I need you, baby." I grunt, grinding up against her. She's so ready. Hot and wet for me. "Reach between those sweet thighs and wrap your fingers around me."

She moans and a tremble runs through her body as she does as I say. Reaching between us to take me in her hand.

"Good girl," I whisper when she starts to stroke my length. "Now, put me where you need me. Notch me against your sweet little hole."

Amy rocks up on her knees and slides my thick shaft through her slick folds to her center.

"Mmm, that's it, baby. Now take me. Take all of me, all the way to the root."

Her hand slides up and down my length once and then she sinks down. My hips lift at the same time and she's so primed for me she takes all of me in a single thrust. My head slams back against the mattress when her heat engulfs me. "Ah, fuck. Amy, you feel so good."

Her eyes are closed, and her lips parted with an expression of pure bliss.

"Tell me what you're thinking?" I demand. I need to know that she likes how I feel inside her.

"Oh God," she breathes.

"Amy," my hands tighten on her hips, urging her into a slow rhythm, "tell me."

Her mouth drops open, and she blinks her eyes open. The dark pools falling to mine as she rocks up on her knees and then drops back down. "Full," she gasps. "I feel—you're so deep."

She lifts and drops down again. Again. And again.

"Mmm, you squeeze me so good," I say, gripping her hips and urging her into a faster pace. "That's my girl. Ride me. Fuck me."

Like a switch, her expression flips from wonder to seductress. Her lids drop so they are at half-mast and the corners of her lips tilt up. She falls forward, planting her palms on my chest and then starts a slow, deep roll with her hips. Working my cock with her core. Gasping when she takes my entire length and then tightening her inner muscles when she pulls back. Milking me until, after just a dozen strokes my balls draw up tight and my fingers are digging into her hips so hard I won't be surprised if they leave bruises.

"Yeah, make yourself feel good," I groan.

"You—" sweat is beading across her skin and her eyes are glossing over, "you, too."

"Oh, baby girl, don't you worry about me. Keep working my cock with your pussy. Yeah, just like that."

Her hips are snapping. Her breath coming in sharp pants, but she never takes her eyes from mine.

"You feel so fucking good," I breathe. "Shit! I'm close."

"Yes!" she practically shouts, fucking me faster and faster. "Dante, I want to feel you—Ah, I'm almost there. I want you to cum inside me."

Oh, no! My hands slide back to her ass, and I grip her, stilling her so I can slow the pace that is rocketing me toward what promises to be the most amazing orgasm I've ever had.

I'm too late though.

"Dante!" she gasps just before she clenches around me and her arms give out, sending her crashing against my chest she screams for me through her orgasm.

I pull out at the last moment and roll so that she's under me and I'm crouching over her.

"That's it," I grunt, pumping my cock into my fist as her body convulses through her pleasure. "That's it, make me come, baby. Christ, you look so beautiful when you fall apart. Uhn, here it comes."

My head kicks back and I thrust into my fist hard and then hold as I explode. Lashing her stomach and cunt with jet after jet of my cum.

I'm still gasping when I let my arms give out and I fall on top of her. Wrapping my body around her and holding her tight while the last tremors of my incredible orgasm slowly ebbs. Holy Gods, I've never felt that kind of pleasure before and even as my cock starts to soften, I can't wait to do it again.

As amazing as that was, I can hardly begin to imagine how good cumming inside of her will be.