Chapter 114
Elijah Vaughn.
The kiss, once slow and full of emotion, began to deepen. My lips moved against his with restrained hunger, and, driven by instinct, I pushed his shoulders down, guiding him onto the bed as I climbed on top
-never once breaking the kiss.
I had missed that taste so much.
That heat.
That sense of control only he had over me.
His large hands slid down my waist until they gripped my ass tightly, pulling a muffled gasp from me against his lips.
“Dante…”
I moaned his name between kisses, then moved to his neck, leaving a trail of kisses and small bites along his skin, feeling the warmth of his body against my mouth.
I sat up on him, grinding my hips down into his, feeling the growing tension between us.
“I love you, Dante,” I whispered, my voice thick with heat and emotion.
He smiled, his hand reaching up to caress my face.
I leaned into his palm, seeking his touch like it was the only air I could breathe.
“I love you too, bunny,” he replied, his voice low and rough, laced with both desire and tenderness.
I pulled away reluctantly and stood up.
His eyes followed me, intense and locked onto mine.
Slowly, I slipped off the uniform, letting it fall to the floor until I stood completely naked before him.
His gaze burned into my skin.
There was desire, yes–but also devotion.
Admiration.
He rose from the bed, never breaking eye contact, and began to undress himself. When the last of the fabric hit the floor, my eyes drank him in. Every curve of muscle, every line of his body radiated raw power… And there, along his side, was the tattoo with my name inked into his skin.
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It made something inside me tremble.
– I stepped closer, dropped to my knees in front of him, never looking away. I kissed the tattoo first–my
name on his body–then moved to his firm thighs.
‘I love you, Dante. You’re so beautiful, so fucking sexy… and so mine.”
I held his already stiff cock, feeling the heat and weight in my hands. Without delay, I wrapped my lips around it.
I felt him shudder and moan, his hand reaching for my hair.
I sucked the head carefully, running my tongue around it before swallowing as much as I could.
I moved my head at a steady pace, feeling his heavy breathing and his body trembling under my touch.
Each time I went down, my throat closed around him, and when I took my mouth away, his cock was
covered in saliva.
He moaned loudly and pulled me up, pressing our lips together in a hungry kiss.
He pushed me onto the bed, opening my legs quickly and without hesitation, sinking his mouth onto my member, enveloping it voraciously.
“Ah, Dante…” I held his hair, panting.
My hips moved in search of more contact, more heat. His gaze rose to me, and the way he looked at me
while sucking me drove me even crazier.
“I–I don’t want to… I don’t want to come now…” I moaned, slyly, trembling under his mouth. “I want… I
want to come with you inside me…”
I felt his throat contract around my cock, making me scream.
When he removed his mouth, my body was already trembling.
Suddenly, he bent my legs with agility, exposing me completely, leaving my ass wide open.
His hot tongue touched my asshole, making me arch my back with a desperate moan.
“Dante! Shit… Oh, fuck…” I moaned loudly, holding onto the sheets.
The pleasure was insane, suffocating.
His tongue sucked me hungrily, as if he were addicted to me, and at the same time his hand masturbated me, bringing me to the edge of the abyss.
It was too much pleasure.
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Hot.
Dizzying.
Unreal.
When I felt the tip of his tongue go even deeper, breaking any trace of sanity, a loud moan escaped my throat.
The contrast between his skilled tongue and his hand that didn’t slow down made me grip the sheets tightly, my legs trembling with the intensity of the sensation.
“S–Stop…” I gasped, my voice hoarse and desperate. “I want… I want to come with you inside me, love.
Please…”
He let out a sly moan against me, vibrating in direct contact with my cock, making me gasp.
He reluctantly pulled away, gently lowering my legs, and crossed the cell to the shelf.
He grabbed the bottle of lubricant and returned.
His eyes were dark, dilated, and focused on me.
He poured a generous amount on my anus and on his own cock. The wet sound echoed softly through the cell, making me shiver.
The temperature seemed to have risen ten degrees.
The first finger slid in easily.
I sighed at the invasion, my body yielding almost with relief.
Soon after, the second one came, stretching me more intensely, eliciting a hoarse moan from my lips.
When the third one entered, I felt the pressure become stronger, the heat spreading through every part of my body.
I looked at him, who was slowly masturbating with his other hand, watching his own fingers being swallowed by my ass, as if it were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
“D–Dante… quickly…” I asked, between sighs. “I want it… now…”
I moved my hands to my buttocks, opening myself completely, exposing what was his.
“I want your cock deep inside me, love.”
The expression on his face changed.
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His eyes widened, and his jaw locked.
And then, without hesitation, he penetrated me in one go.
The scream that escaped my throat came along with the orgasm.
I came as soon as he entered, as if my body had been waiting for that moment.
“F–F**k…” He gasped. “Your body is sucking me in, bunny… so tight… so hot…”
He pulled out slowly and thrust back in hard, eliciting sly moans from me.
Each thrust was firm, intense, and loaded with everything: love, desire, and longing.
His hands held my waist tightly as he moved fast, urgently, as if he wanted to mark me from the inside
out.
He turned me on my side, intertwining one of my legs with his hip, our bodies pressed together.
He penetrated me deeply, moaning softly in my ear.
“You’re everything to me, Elijah… everything…”
The feeling was suffocating, in the best sense.
His body filled me so completely that everything around me disappeared.
He turned me over onto my stomach, pressing my hands against the bed.
I was on all fours now, my face pressed against the mattress as he entered me deep and fast, with hoarse moans and heavy breathing. The sound of our bodies colliding filled the cell.
“Tell me you’re mine…” he demanded, his voice torn.
“I–I’m yours… I always have been…” I replied, trembling from head to toe.
He pulled me by the hips, pressing even deeper. I moaned, almost crying with pleasure.
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