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He was, I realized, trying to gauge whetherI recognized him as a famous rapper, and if I did, would I breakclub rules and let on?
I had a great poker face. “Dante. I like it.It reminds me of sin.”
He laughed, a deep, throaty sound thatmelted my knees out from under me.
“You can have a look at her,” Matt offered,and my face flamed with indignation while my libido surged. “Tryher out if you want.”
“But I can’t make her come,” Dante said,clucking his tongue. “If she were mine, I wouldn’t deny her that. Iwould keep her underneath me all day. She’d come as much as shewanted.”
I squeezed my thighs together, but that onlymade the pearls pinch my clit.
Dante towered over me. Matt was tall, butthis guy probably had a full inch on him. He gazed down and liftedhis hand. It seemed to take forever for him to touch me, and whenhe did, it was with the backs of his fingers, lightly, down mycheek. He bent to my ear and whispered, “Spread your legs, babygirl. I want to see that pussy.”
I let out a shaking breath and shifted myfeet apart. He let his hand fall, brushing along my chest and downmy breast to cup it. He followed that hand with his mouth, suckingone of my nipples into the hot, soft warmth between his lips. Ikept my hands obediently at my sides, but I wanted to hold himthere. His tongue was amazing.
Oh no.Oh no.His tongue wasamazing.
I was so going to fail my assignment.
He didn’t linger on my tits, palming theother roughly and pinching the nipple before he dropped to hisknees. With his big hands on either of my thighs, he parted me withhis thumbs, further exposing my clit. One of those thumbs skimmeddown, finding my opening. He pushed in a centimeter and hissed.
“Damn, she’s little down here.”
“It’s a tight fit,” Matt confirmed. “But shelikes to be filled up. Don’t you, princess?”
“Y-yes,” I stammered.
“And not just there,” he went on. “She’lltake it everywhere.”
Dante looked up at me. His brown eyes wereflecked with hypnotic amber. “That true, baby girl? Do you likegetting your ass fucked by a big dick?”
“I like getting fucked anywhere by a bigdick,” I told him, my voice barely a whisper. I swallowed thickly;any hydration I may have recovered after bondage night wascurrently exiting my body via my pussy juices. “I’ll like doingwhatever you ask me to.”
Dante turned his attention back to my cunt,moving his hand to corkscrew one long finger into me. I squeezeddown on it and he groaned a laugh.
“I need to test this pussy out,” he said,getting to his feet again. He unzipped the dark indigo jeans slunglow on his hips and pulled out his rapidly hardening cock. He waslong and thick and uncut, with a bulging head that would hit allthe right places. He turned to Matt. “You mind?”
“Not at all. If you don’t mind me watching,”Matt replied. “I love to see her get fucked.”
“It’s your house,” Dante said, and took myhand. He led me to the couch. I thought he would sit down and askme to ride him. Instead, he patted the cushion and said, “Get onyour knees up here.”
I did, pillowing my head on my arms on theback and pushing my ass out.
“Exactly. You read my mind.” To Matt, heasked, “Condom? No condom?”
“No condom,” Matt answered for me. “Like Isaid, she likes to be filled up.”
“Good, because I have a lot of tension thatneeds to be released.” Dante’s statement sounded like it could be awarning to me, or a joke with Matt. I felt the hot touch of Dante’scock against my slick opening and held my breath. The head poppedin, and he stilled. I felt his pulse directly against my G-spot androcked my hips a little.
“Damn, that’s good,” he whispered, pressinghis forehead against my back, between my shoulder blades. “Do youlike that, baby girl?”
“I want more.” I pushed back on him, but hepulled out entirely.
“I said I just wanted to test it out,” hereminded me. “We’re going to make this last all day.”
“I think that’s a great idea,” Matt saidcheerfully. “In fact, Dante, why don’t you refrain from comingtoday too?”
Dante laughed. “Edge her all day, while I’medging?”