Dante’s POV
Desire raced through me like wildfire. My cock strained against my pants, already hard from the memory of this morning. How her tongue wrapped around me, stroking, taking me deeper, sucking until I could barely breathe.
And now the way she was looking at me again, like she wanted to devour me and run from me at the same time, sent a fresh surge of heat tearing through me.
Unable to hold back, I caught her wrist, my hand closing fully around it. Her pulse hammered against my thumb. I pulled her hand down and pressed it directly against my cock.
The moment her palm touched me, I nearly lost it.
Her hand felt impossibly soft even through my pants. Warm and small and perfect. The pressure shot straight through my body, pleasure ripping up my spine. I hardened even more under her touch, swelling until the fabric felt ready to tear.
“This is what I had to endure,” I gritted through clenched teeth. “And I have every intention of making you finish what you started.”
Her eyes lit up with wicked delight. I could tell she was enjoying watching me burn for her. Enjoying the power she held over me
in this moment.
She tried to pull her hand free, a teasing smile playing at her lips.
I pressed her hand harder against my cock, not letting her escape.
“There’s no escaping this time.”
For a moment, she just looked at me. Testing and challenging.
Then her fingers moved.
She began touching my cock through my pants, gripping and stroking with delicious slowness. Each movement sent electricity shooting up my entire body. 1
“Pretty doll,” I rasped as my hips jerked forward involuntarily, seeking more of her touch.
I grew bigger under her hand. The fabric pulled tight, and I swore I could feel the threads stretching, threatening to give way. The zipper dug into my skin, but I didn’t care. All I could focus on was her hand moving against me.
“You’ve done it to me several times,” she whispered, her voice breathy and satisfied. “I just wanted to return the favour.”
That defiant little smile.
I groaned, control slipping hard. My hand shot to the back of her head, fingers sliding into her hair. I gripped and pulled, tilting her head back roughly.
Her eyes widened in shock, and she sucked in a deep breath. That instant understanding dawned on her that I wasn’t playing.
Before she could think, I turned her and guided her forward until her front met the wall. Her palms braced against it, her body trembling under my hands. I stepped in behind her, my chest pressing firmly against her back. My cock pushed against the curve of her ass, and I had to bite back another groan when she arched slightly from the contact.
My lips brushed her ear, my breath hot on her skin. I felt her shiver.
“You need to understand what it means to surrender control to me,” I said, my voice low.
My fingers slid along her jaw until they reached her mouth. I traced the outline of her bottom lip slowly, feeling the softness give beneath my touch. Then I slipped my finger between her lips.
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Her eyes flashed toward me, bold and unbroken. “As you kindly pointed out earlier,” she whispered against my thumb, “I have a very defiant spirit. I can’t be easily broken.”
Possession surged through me. My thumb traced her lips again, slower, firmer. “You will become my wife,” I groaned. “And I will own every inch of you.”
Her tongue brushed my thumb immediately, wet and warm. The sensation shot straight to my cock. I pictured that tongue on me like it had been that morning, wrapping around me, stroking, sucking.
Then she took my thumb deeper into her mouth, surprising me. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked. Her eyes fluttered shut. Her tongue circled the tip in innocent, slow swirls.
My breath came rough and uneven. My free hand locked onto her hip, dragging her back into me as I ground my cock against her ass. The slow grind of my hips sent a shock through me.
The sensation hit me hard. Too good. Too much. For a second, I had to shut my eyes just to hold myself together.
Then she bit down.
Not hard enough to really hurt, but enough to make pain mix with the pleasure. The combination made my head spin.
Her voice came out fierce. “I will not be possessed like property.”
A dark chuckle escaped me. I reached for the tie at the back of her dress. One pull. The fabric loosened and slid down her body, revealing the soft curve of her spine and the smooth line of her back.
“We’ll see about that, tesoro,” I rasped, my fingers running slowly down her bare skin.
My hand settled on her shoulder as I turned her to face me. She crossed her arms over her breasts the second she faced forward, trying to cover herself.
“Dante… that’s cheating.”
A primal need tore through me.
I smacked her hands away without thinking. Then I grabbed both wrists, lifted them above her head, and pinned them to the wall with one hand, holding her there, stretched and exposed.
“What did I tell you about hiding from me?” My voice came out harsher than I planned, but watching her try to cover what belonged to me lit a fire deep in my chest.
My eyes dropped to her breasts. Full. Soft. Perfect. Her nipples were already tight and pink, begging to be touched.
I didn’t hold back.
My fingers traced down from her collarbone, moving slowly through the valley between her breasts. Her skin burned hot under my touch.
“I wasn’t…” Her protest died when I reached her nipple.
I tugged it gently at first, rolling it between my thumb and finger. Then I twisted, just enough to pull a sound from her and make her feel every bit of it.
She whimpered, and the sound went straight to my cock.
“Dan…te…” she moaned, my name breaking in her mouth.
I watched her body react. Her back arched, pressing her breast deeper into my hand. Her breathing picked up, quick and uneven. Her legs trembled. Her eyes screwed shut like she couldn’t handle what was happening to her.
“I’m in charge,” I said, moving to her other nipple. I tugged harder this time, twisting, watching the rush of pleasure wash over
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her face. “Always.”
“Dante…”
It was a plea and a moan at the same time. I loved how easily her body gave her away. How fast she reacted to me, no matter what came out of her mouth. It made me want to give her everything and nothing at once.
“Dante what?” I let go of her nipple, watching it tighten even more in the cool air. “Tell me what you want.”
“I… I don’t know…”
“Yes, you do.” My hand slid between her breasts, down her stomach, moving slow enough to make her hips twitch. I traced lower, right above where she was burning for me, letting my tip skim her skin. I ached to feel how soaked she was, to drag my fingers through her wetness and make her choke on her own pleasure. “Say it.”
“I want… I need…”
“Need what, tesoro?”
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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.
