Dante… I…
My voice came out slurred and shaky, unable to hide my despair at the approaching climax.
But he didn’t stop.
The movements became more demanding, more precise. The pleasure was overwhelming, and when his tongue pressed against the most sensitive spot, an explosion ran through my body.
The shrill scream echoed through the cell, the muscles trembling under the force of the release, as he continued, sucking in every remnant of pleasure, prolonging the sensation until all the air was knocked out of my lungs.
My body sank back against the mattress, without strength, my breathing ragged, my heart hammering like an unruly drum.
When my eyes opened, I found his, dark, wild, shining with satisfaction.
His tongue flicked across his lips teasingly before moving up again, dragging his body over mine.
I could do this for the rest of my life.
The whisper against my mouth sent a shiver down my spine.
“And yet, I could never get enough of you. So delicious… I want to make you come all night long, Elijah. Soak these sheets with the taste of our plea
He settled down next to me, his eyes locked on mine, while his hand slid down to my still throbbing cock, holding it firmly before beginning a slow, teasing
caress.
The deft touch elicited a low moan and I tried to pull away, but the firm fingers held me in place.
Dante…
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The voice escaped shakily, the words cut off by heavy breathing.
“I’ve just… Ah!
The answer came without words.
Just an intense kiss, the hot tongue invading my mouth, exploring without haste, sucking in every sound that escaped. His lips moved over mine with urgency, nibbling, pulling, claiming every inch of my surrender.
The hand’s movements intensified, the fingers pressing into the sensitive spot at the tip before sliding down the length, teasing me with precise, unbearably slow touches.
The thumb rotated over the head, spreading the wetness, amplifying the torment until my mind dissolved into pure pleasure.
My breathing became panting, my moans cut off by the kiss, each thrust pulling out a new wave of overwhelming ecstasy.
The previously provocative rhythm fell apart as his hand began to move faster, squeezing, sliding with precision, eliciting loud moans that I could no longer contain.
Wait… His voice came out nasally, between shaky sighs. “Dante… Shit!
The pleasure consumed me from the inside out, so intense that the reality around me became a blur. My chest was heaving up and down, the pressure building inside me with every second until it became unbearable.
He sank his teeth into the curve of my neck, sucking hard while his hand didn’t slow down. The searing heat spread through my body, pulsing, growing, building up like a storm about to explode.
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Ah…
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The climax came with a devastating wave, tearing me from my sanity. My body arched against the mattress, pleasure spilling over the hot skin of my belly as I gasped, trying to catch my breath.
He kept watching me.
His predatory gaze shone even brighter when he slid his fingers over the warm liquid on my skin. Without hesitation, he brought them to his lips, sucking slowly as he smiled.
“Delicious.
His deep voice vibrated with satisfaction as his eyes continued to devour my every reaction.
“It’s time to try another dessert, Elijah.
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His breathing was still ragged, his body trembling, sensitive to every touch. His gaze shone with insatiable hunger, a silent promise that he didn’t intend to
stop anytime soon.
A shiver ran down my spine.
He’s going to kill me with orgasm.
My chest rose and fell rapidly, trying to catch my breath.
My legs were shaking, my muscles were tense, and the pleasure was still reverberating in waves throughout my body.
I don’t think I can take it.
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The inconsistent and incorrect pronouns makes reading this difficult. I lose the thread when I have to decipher what is meant instead of what is written.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
