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Page 19 of Wicked (Wicked Billionaires #2)

RAVEN

Dante’s iron hard cock twitches against my butt, and I feel the huge crown up my back.

The huge crown I need inside me. My body grinds softly against it, without me ordering the movement.

Dante growls, and he whips his hand to my chin.

He spins my head, and his lips touch my cheek. “Be careful, little girl!”

He lets me go, and I start breathing again. Dante moves his other arm from under my arm at the bath’s side, and I place it down again.

His two large hands wrap around my body, and they rest on my chest, just under my breasts. They are in some kind of neutral no-go mode, and we both seem to take a moment.

I try to breathe and to work out what will happen next.

As I realize this is the actual start position, I tell myself to hold on. Why? Because there is no going back.

Dante slides one hand up my chest and he cups one of my needy breasts. My body tenses, and my clit throbs harder. “Oh God,” I whimper. It’s delicious.

As he starts to focus on my nipple, he circles it and then rolls it in his fingers. I bite my lip hard and moan. It’s not good, it’s amazing, and he has real skill. “Oh my God,” I huff, unable to stop myself.

Dante slides his other hand down my stomach to my wet, throbbing clit. He does it with control, and I bite my lip harder and pant.

“Ready?” he asks huskily. He is now inches away from my wet core, and it’s like he is teasing me. His lips are against my ear, and I can hear him breathe.

I nod. “Please. Yes. Please.”

It’s all I can say as his thick, cock hardens more between my butt cheeks. I do all I can to not slide up and down it, but I cannot mess this up. I also know that in the wrong place, I will be ruined.

As Dante rests his fingers between my slick folds, he applies the lightest pressure on my clit. I squirm against his hard body and his thick, hardening cock below me. I moan desperately, and I tell myself not to beg.

“Tell me what you want,” Dante says, his fingers lightly on my clit. I can’t. I can’t even breathe. “Tell me!” he commands loudly.

“Come. I want you to make me… Make me come, ” I gasp. I grip his thick forearms as they prepare to take me. I then twist my jaw to him, chasing a kiss. “Please, anything you want.”

Suddenly, Dante swipes expert fingers, and I almost scream.

“Oh yes!”

It’s so fucking good, and his strong fingers are precise, the pressure perfect.

As he circles my throbbing clit with his strong thumb, he slides two fingers deep inside me. At the same time, he kisses my neck and rolls a nipple.

“Oh God!” I moan.

I start to pant and gasp when he growls low, “Feet on taps.”

I throw my feet out of the water, and water splashes far. As I place my bare feet on the two stirrup-like taps at the end, I get leverage. I open my legs, and inhale as he penetrates and plunders my core.

“Wider, open yourself! Don’t make me ask twice.”

“No,” I huff, desperate.

As the dark stranger inserts another finger in me, he rubs my clit with his rough thumb.

The hand on my breast is suddenly gone, and he holds my hips still as I squirm. Both of his hands are on my clit and core, and I grind against his cock.

Reaching back, I grab him around the back of his head.

“Stay still,” he growls, his face an inch from my ear.

I can tell he’s angry, and he could bite me hard. It excites me even more, and his breath is hot.

Suddenly he bites my earlobe and forces his tongue inside my ear.

I almost come on the spot, and I have trouble breathing. I need his cock in me, in my tight pussy or butt. Even if it hurts or tears me in two, I want it… anywhere… everywhere.

I need to reach the hard cock under me, but Dante holds me in his grip. I cannot get to it, and I am desperate. Suddenly, Dante’s long tanned legs exit the bath like mine, and he wraps his feet around mine.

His brutally strong legs lock around mine, and they confine me .

Almost in a wrestling-like move, they hold my legs wide.

I cannot move or close my legs an inch. I am totally at his disposal and totally open as my wet pussy is exposed for all.

As Dante puts more circular pressure on my clit, I try to buck as his other hand moves back to my nipple. He bites my neck, and I whimper as I start to lose it.

It’s almost unfair. Even inhuman. He is playing me like a musical instrument and playing me to perfection. I try to buck and grind against him, but I cannot.

I want to scream, and I start breathing faster and harder. “Oh God, oh God, oh God!” I say, unable to control myself.

Dante’s expert fingers pump into me fast and hard, and he somehow hits my G-spot again, and again, and again. I give in to him, fully, and I’m close.

His pressure on my clit is spectacular, and I am close to begging him to fuck me. Suddenly, from somewhere, it comes like a freight train.

I arch my back like a cat’s. “Come…”

Just before stars shoot through me, and I orgasm, Dante’s hands stop, and he holds me around the throat. “Don’t you fucking come.”

I am about to scream in frustration, and I am close to begging. I need to come.

“Shhh shhh,” he says, calming me. “Just breathe.” I inhale, confused, and anger rises. Dante teases my clit and G-spot again, and his fingers know exactly what they are doing.

I am seconds away from coming again, and I beg, “Please, let me come now.”

“Don’t you fucking come!”

I start to mentally lose it, and I cannot hold on anymore. I try to breathe properly, but I am gasping and fraying. It’s not fair.

“Touch yourself and help me.”

I hesitate.

“Now!” comes the command, an inch from my ear. A second later, Dante hits my clit and G-spot at the same time.

I suddenly grab his hand, and I put pressure on it. I then force him to circle my clit and drive our fingers deeper inside me.

“Oh my God,” I moan, so turned on.

“That’s it, baby, that’s it.”

I am insanely desperate, and together, we finger my pussy hard. Fingers suddenly fly in and out of me, and they hit my G-spot perfectly.

As our other fingers work my clit, I moan loud. Grinding hard against the cock at my butt, my body bends and arches like a cat’s. I want his cock in me, and against my butt is too fucking much. “Dante…”

I am a second away when I hear him. “Now,” he says, putting extra pressure and speed on my clit. “Come. For. Me!”

I come explosively, and I scream like a savage.

My body shakes and contorts, and my toes curl up.

Dante whips his nipple hand up, and he stifles my loud moan. He holds me to him, and he covers my mouth, and he commands me to be quiet.

I explode and moan, and the release is violent. As my clit pulses, I buck, and I come fast and hard unlike ever before.

Stars explode inside me, and they shoot through every cell.

I moan through his fingers, and I get closer to heaven. I suck a finger inside my mouth, and I milk it hard.

As I buck against his fingers, I feel his hard cock down my crack. If I’m careful, I may just be able to get it in me.

I hold the powerful arm that was taking my pussy, and I hold it close and still. As I lock it in, I grab the back of his butt with my other. This way, I hold his cock against my butt.

I cannot move, and for endless seconds, I am trapped in the universe, shuddering and quaking.

As I continue shattering, endless small quakes ripple through me and my core clenches around our silky, thick fingers still in me.

“Good girl,” he whispers, kissing my ear and holding me close. “Good girl.”

It feels like forever, but finally, I start to breathe, and I slump.

As I return to normal, I lay there panting and confused. All of a sudden, Dante climbs out from behind me, and he moves fast.

WTF?

He is so incredibly hard, and the crown of his cock is huge and angry looking. I pant in the bath, catching my breath, mouth, and eyes open. I am used up and unable to move. I want more, and I gulp as I stare up at him in disbelief.

He is now feet away, and he is staring down at me. I pant while biting my lip. His thick, hungry cock is within grasping reach if only I had the energy. I do not.

I want him to walk forwards, and I want him to start fucking my mouth.

Dante looks at me flatly, and suddenly, just before I leap out and try to lick his crown, he back steps.

As he towels himself, our eyes meet.

“You are wicked!”

I watch him, and I am charged. Even if I’ve just come, I’m turned on like never before. I circle a nipple with a finger, and I lick the finger that was inside me.

Dante freezes as I do, and then he forces himself to continue.

As he pulls on jeans with no briefs, he says nothing. He then licks his fingers, and he eye fucks me.

Before I realize what’s happening, he has leaned down, and he has forced his tongue inside my lips. I whimper as he takes what he wants from my mouth before pulling back.

“You have no idea how wicked I am.”

Dante walks to the door, and I taste myself, and I taste him. Suddenly he tosses me the used towel, “And tidy yourself up!”

Before I can say anything, he walks out. I lay there… Flustered, confused, and used.

As I lick my lips, I can taste him along with my tangy self. It’s disturbing and hot at the same time. I inhale and try to slow my heart as the door clicks shut.

What the hell just happened, and was that real or just another wet dream or fantasy?

I gulp, confused, and I lean back and drop under the water. Submerged in the hot water, I try to process the event. My mind is blown, and I will never beat that orgasm. Or will I? I then consider my sexual awakening and wonder if it will go further…

And with him.