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I go to get up, but he pulls me in tighter.

“Where do you think you’re going, princess?”

“I want to have my coffee, now let me up,” I squeal when he flips me onto him.

My back presses into his chest as he skates one hand onto my throat and the other to the inside of my thigh. My skin tingles at his touch, and electricity surges through my core.

“What about what I want, baby?” he whispers in my ear and bites down on my ear lobe.

“What do YOU want?” My voice drips with sarcasm.

His tone drops as he breathes against my skin, “I think you know what I want.” He grinds his erection against my ass and I feel my insides fluttering. He knows how to drive me to the point of madness.

“I want you to use your words,” I whisper back.

His groans against my neck as he moves his hand from my throat to my breast, squeezing tightly.

His tone is low and erotic, “I want to suck on those plump fucking lips, then I want to bite on your perfect tits. Once I’ve done that, I want to taste your sweet pussy. After I lick up every last drop, I want you to beg me to fuck your tight little cunt.”

I move my hips slowly, grinding back into him. He pinches my nipple, and my back arches in pleasure.

“Then do it already,” I barely get the words out before he has me pinned down onto the mattress.

He licks his lips as he stares down at me, his eyes raking over my body.

“You’re so fucking perfect.”

He attacks me viciously, his teeth puncturing my bottom lip. I let out a whimper. He licks from my chin to my ear, releasing a breath against my sensitive skin. He moves down to my neck and sinks his teeth in. My body squirms beneath his touch. I need more.

He lowers himself to my breasts and he bites and sucks eagerly. Swirling my nipple with his tongue before he nips the peak between his teeth. My breathing is erratic, and the blood rushes to my ears.

He moves lower, licking from my breasts down to my waist, settling himself between my legs. He grips underneath each leg and presses his touch firmly on my clit, gliding his tongue down. He teases my entrance with his tongue, gently swirling. I let out a soft moan at the erotic sight. He stares up at me, his eyes full of primal need.

He sucks on my clit as he slides his finger into me. My hips move on their own, chasing the pleasure. He brings his other hand out from under me, pushing my hips flat against the bed.

I feel my orgasm building. I close my eyes and let my head fall back. Just before the stars come into my vision, he stops. He stands at the foot of the bed and stares down at me with wild eyes as he gently strokes his length.

My chest heaves as I wait for him to continue.

“What do you want, princess?”

I roll my eyes in annoyance.

“Please, fuck me, Dante.”

I spread my legs wider, inviting him in. A sight I know he can’t pass up.

“You want me to make you feel good, baby?”

“Yes. Please.”

He gives me a devilish grin, and he rushes me. He lines himself up quickly and pushes in, as deep as he can go.

“Oh, Fuck, babe,” I moan.

He pounds into me harder, not giving my body any chance to relax. I am suspended in a euphoric bliss. For the moment, it is just him and me. We are entangled in pure ecstasy.

“Your cunt was made for me,” he groans into my ear.