Chapter 93
Elijah Vaughn.
Seeing him completely submissive beneath me was addictive.
Every expression be made made me thirstier. The way his mouth opened slightly, his eyes half–closed, and the way his muscles contracted beneath my hands.
Seeing him like that, so surrendered, moaning my name hoarsely with desire… It set me on fire inside.
My nails dug into his shoulders when I felt his hands squeeze my buttocks, pulling me down, sinking even deeper inside me. A loud moan escaped my lips.
My whole body trembled, a wave of pleasure completely overwhelming me.
“Dante… Dante… So good… Just like that…”
My words were lost amid the moans as he growled with pure pleasure, holding me tighter.
His movements became more intense and violent, his hips colliding with me in rough, desperate thrusts. My body trembled with each thrust, each time he hit my prostate, taking me to heaven and hell at the same time.
“Open your mouth, Dante…” I ordered between gasps.
A mischievous smile appeared on his lips before he obeyed, opening his mouth slightly as if he were ready to devour me.
I took advantage of the moment and took his lips in an intense, hungry kiss. I sucked his tongue and nibbled his lower lip, invading his mouth as he always did to me.
The way he gasped against my tongue, moaning into the kiss, sent a shiver straight to my groin.
A hard slap hit my buttock, eliciting a gasping moan from me, the impact reverberating inside me.
His touch was hot, urgent, and domineering as I rode him.
Dante went to the limit, his hands squeezing my waist, guiding the movements. The pressure inside me increased, my internal muscles contracting with each new thrust. The growing tension clouded my vision, and an unbearable heat built up in my belly.
I bit his shoulder, my teeth sinking into his skin as my voice faltered in broken moans.
“You’re so hot, Dante… so hot, so mine…”
His growl reverberated against my skin, his eyes burning with lust; his hips increasing the intensity of his movements, pushing me to an unbearable limit.
The sound of skin against skin filled the cell, mixed with the sound of our uneven breathing, our moans, and the brutal desire that overflowed between us.
I pulled away slightly, resting my hands on his hot, sweaty chest. The contact with his firm skin made me shiver. His predatory gaze met mine the moment I lifted my hips and descended at once, making him moan hoarsely.
“Damn, Elijah…” His voice, laden with pleasure, made me shiver.
I began to move quickly, bouncing on top of him/my body completely surrendered to the pulsating pleasure. Each descent drew louder moans from me as I felt his thick, hot member filling me completely,
He held my waist, his fingers digging into my skin, guiding my movements but not preventing me from maintaining control.
I wiggled, feeling every inch of him deliciously torturing me, before moving up and down faster.
The sound of our bodies colliding echoed in the cramped space of the cell.
1/2
Chapter 93
“Elijah…. Like that.. keep going, bunny…”
He moaned, his voice thick with pleasure, his hands pulling me down even further, wanting to go deeper, more intense.
Every word he said was fuel for the fire in my belly.
I leaned back slightly, arching my spine, seeking deeper angles, making him hit my most sensitive spot directly.
A hoarse cry escaped my lips.
The sensation was overwhelming, crushing, as if every cell in my body was on fire.
Sweat ran down my skin, mixing with his, as–1 rode his cock without reserve, without limits.
“Yes… F**k… You fuck me so good…” I let out what sounded like a sigh between moans, my voice thick with desire.
He pulled me into an urgent kiss, our mouths devouring each other with insatiable hunger.
I knew I couldn’t last much longer.
And from the way he held me, trembling beneath me, I knew he was close too.
But I didn’t want to stop.
I wanted more.
I wanted this moment to last forever.
Suddenly, the gleam in his eyes intensified, like a predator on the prowl, lust burning in every line of his face.
Without warning, he grabbed my waist, turning me onto my side with ease, as if my body were too light for his hands.
I gasped as my back hit the mattress, but before I could recover, I felt his firm hands bend my legs, leaving me completely exposed.
My heart pounded against my chest, a mixture of anxiety and excitement overwhelming every part of me.
“Do you want to feel even more, bunny?” His voice came out low, laden with possession.
Before I could answer, he sank into me in one swift, forceful thrust, eliciting a cry of pleasure from my throat. The shock of our bodies echoed through the cell, a wet, obscene sound that turned me on even more.
The intensity of his thrusts was relentless, each stroke hitting my prostate with surgical precision, driving me crazy.
My whole body was shaking, a shiver running down my spine every time he filled me deeper, more intensely.
Chapter Comments
4
