Page 67 of My best friends little sister

The car ride feels like its taking an eternity. The tension is high but not the bad kind, no. sexual tension, the best kind.

Dante's hand slowly glides its way up my thigh as he drives, not once taking his eyes off the road. He looks so...composed. So unfazed. Meanwhile I'm sat here desperate for some kind of release from this slow torture.

He's barely touched me and I'm already needy as fuck.

I scan the road as we drive, trying to make out our location and see just how far away we are from my apartment. As i start to pick up on where we are we suddenly swerve down an unknown street to me.

I turn to Dante confused and he just smirks at me, keeping his eyes firmly on the road and his hand still planted on my thigh.

Before i can argue with him i suddenly feel his hand move further up my thigh and under my shorts. Shorts that Dante specifically asked me to change into because they would be 'more comfortable to wear while we watch movies'

I'm now starting to doubt that claim as his hand slips effortlessly under the hem and lightly grazing my panties. I cant help but blush as i realise that I'm wet just from his light touches on my thigh.

Dante however, seems more than pleased by this as a devilish grin appears on his face. ''Well would you look at that. So fucking needy baby'' i turn my face at his words and try to clamp my thighs together in shame but his hand stops me.

I feel the heat burning on my face even more as i look out the window. Dante chuckles lowly and one of his fingers suddenly start moving in circles over my soaked panties. ''So wet for me and ive barely touched you''

I whimper at his touch when i feel him slip his finger under my panties and push them aside, allowing his finger to slide between my folds. I look over to see him still firmly focused on the road as if his hand isn't on my pussy right now.

Without warning he slips a finger inside of me and a small gasp escapes my lips before i can suppress it. I grip onto his arm thats leaned against my chest giving him the perfect angle to access my core.

He pumps his finger in and out slowly, like almost torture level slow. ''P-please'' i whimper before i can stop myself.

He doesnt speed up. Instead, he adds a second finger and i grip his arm tighter

He pumps his fingers faster as his thumb makes its way to my clit to rub light circles, ''ah...''

I bite my lip, trying to suppress any sounds that might escape but its no use as he starts pumping even faster.

I move my grip down to his wrist trying to hold his hand in place desperately but he doesnt stop. I dont want him to stop

I shake my head aggressively as i slam it back against the headrest. A loud moan leaving my lips at the overwhelming pleasure. I cant hold it. I'm so close. I need to hold it. You can do it angel.

I open my eyes that i didn't even realise were squeezed tightly shut as i breathed heavily. I see my apartment building coming into view and i feel relief wash over me at the sight.

We slowly pull up outside and Dante quickly removes his seatbelt and leans across the console to get a better angle. He grips my body down to the seat with one hand while his other speeds up his motions inside of me even more.

My legs start to shake and i tighten my grip on his wrist but he doesnt pull it away. ''Cum for me baby'' he whispers against my ear and its enough for me to come undone on his hand. My body jolting as waves of pleasure crash over me.

His fingers dont stop moving until i start to come down and relax in the seat. I watch as he removes his hand from my core and brings it up to his lips, sucking on his fingers. ''So fucking sweet'' he mumbles with his fingers in his mouth.

I'm breathing heavy and my eyes sting from my tears. Dante seems to notice my struggling and pulls out an inhaler from the glove compartment. ''Here sweetheart. Breathe'' he says as he brings the inhaler to my lips, pumping it twice and allowing me to finally get air.

He moves one hand to my hip and the other to the back of my head tangling it in my curls. ''Mm as much as I'd love to fuck you in my car, i would much rather do it in bed. Rain check?'' he mumbles against my lips and i laugh. ''Rain check'' i nod with a smile.

He grabs my hand and guides me into the building. The elevator ride was silent and agonisingly long as we made our way to my penthouse apartment. Why couldn't i be on the first floor?

The second Dante opens my door I'm pushed up against it as it slams shut behind me. He runs his hand up my neck until it reaches the nape and guides my mouth to his.

The kiss started softly but that lasted all of 2 seconds before it became rough and passionate with Dante's tongue demanding entrance.

I relax in his hold and let him take charge of the kiss. My body weakening for him as he battles my tongue with his.

He lightly taps on my ass and i jump, knowing exactly what he wants me to do. He quickly moves his forearms under my ass and i wrap my legs around his waist tightly.

His arms are quick to move once i secure myself between him and the door and suddenly theyre beside my head, his palms resting flat on the door behind me.

I shift slightly against him and i feel my core brush against the bulge in his pants making him groan. The second they touch I'm being pulled off the wall and carried upstairs. His grip on me firm and secure as he walks effortlessly with me like i weigh nothing.

He surprisingly walks into the guest bedroom instead of my own but i dont question it. Maybe he forgot where my room is and just walked into the first one he saw.

Once he walks inside I'm being pushed up against the wall again and his hands move roughly along my body. He makes light work of my shirt, pulling it off in one smooth motion before doing the same to his own.

I will never get tired of seeing this man.

My man. His body is fucking godlike, like he was sculpted by a Greek god–or well Italian god.

His muscles complimented by his tattoos that paint his skin like hes a walking canvas.

My favourite one being the long snake tattoo that runs up and around his forearm.

I'm snapped out of my daze when I'm placed back on the floor, his hands on my hips to steady me as i sway slightly.

My shorts are pulled off fast, followed by his sweatpants and then his boxers. I watch as his dick springs free from the fabric, already hard and dripping with precum. He notices me staring–probably drooling over his dick and smirks.

Ive seen him naked like a hundred times. Hes been inside of me too many times to count, yet everytime i see him I'm speechless. How that thing fits inside of me i have no idea

my panties are torn off, literally torn off my body and discarded on the floor and my bra follows.

We both stand there, naked, taking in each others bodies as if its the first time we've seen them.

''I will never get over how fucking beautiful you are angelica'' he whispers as his eyes trail up and down my body.

I lean up to his lips and lightly graze them with mine but not kissing. ''I like when youre rough'' i whisper against his lips and i watch him shiver slightly.

He picks me up by my ass and pushes me against the wall but doesnt allow me to wrap my legs around his waist. I whimper, slightly scared he will drop me but his grip remains firm. His hand slowly makes its way down to my core and i feel his fingers drag a long line between my folds.

He pulls out almost all the way and slams back into me hard again. He repeats this multiple times, each one draining any sense i had left more than the last. ''F-fuck'' i moan as he pounds into me slow and hard.

My legs move with each hard thrust like theyre made of jelly and i cant even move them to wrap around his waist to keep me steady. ''H-holy shit. Ah...'' i whimper as his movements start to get faster.

My hands move to his chest in an attempt to push him away but failing, but I'm kind of glad about it since i dont want him to stop. I dont want to push him away.

He leans his head down to my ear and grazes it softly with his teeth before trailing his teeth down my neck, no doubt leaving a long line-like hickey.

I feel my eyes starting to close and my head feels heavy as it bobs around. Dante's hand comes up to my neck and presses it against the wall firmly, squeezing tightly but not enough to cut off my air flow.

The shock instantly makes my eyes widen and he scowls. ''Eyes on me. I want to see you come undone on my cock'' he growls as he thrusts into me harder.

The grip he has on my neck will no doubt bruise and i know i will get scolded for that tomorrow but i dont care. I like when he's rough with me like this. I trust him with my life and i know that he would never hurt me badly. A few bruises are nothing.

I feel my legs start to tremble and i whimper knowing I'm close to the edge. ''Fuck baby...your little whimpers are the hottest fucking thing ive ever heard'' he groans against my neck and i whimper again.

Something ive noticed during sex is that i rarely moan. I do, but its not often. I tend to whimper and squeak and sometimes i cry but Dante doesnt seem to mind that at all.

He chuckles as his eyes turn slightly dark, ''all fucked out already huh? Is that all you can give me?'' he teases with a smirk.

I cum instantly on his dick. My body shaking uncontrollably like never before and my breathing heavy. He continues his thrusts for a little bit before slowly coming to a stop. My body feels numb and weak as he sets me down on the floor.

I almost fall over completely the second my feet touch the ground but he grips my waist to hold me steady. My body doesnt stop shaking and i feel like I'm floating in space, like I'm not in my body.

I nod weakly in response, my body still feeling like its failing me. ''You think you can handle one more?'' my eyes widen slightly at his words. One more orgasm? One more? Could i do one more?

I nod again but he doesnt seem satisfied. ''I need words sweetheart'' he says firmly. ''Y-yes'' i say breathlessly. He picks me up again but this time, carries me over to the bed and lays me down gently.

He lines himself up at my entrance again and without a second to brace myself he pushes in fully. I wince at the feeling knowing I'm already sore but i say nothing. ''I'm sorry'' he whispers against my ear before placing a kiss on my cheek.

He pulls out and slams back into me, again and again until he starts fucking me, fast. He doesnt increase his speed gradually, he doesnt start slow and hard. He starts pounding into me with no mercy and I'm a mess under him.

One hand comes up to my neck and grabs it once again, keeping my head firmly pinned against the bed. I use both my hands to hold onto his wrist for support as my body jolts with each thrust.