Dante Castelli.
I pushed deeper, feeling the soft flesh give way under my touch. Soon, I added the second finger, starting a slow movement, slowly opening him up.
My fingers worked in a delicious rhythm, playing a game of back and forth, stretching the passage with an almost indulgent care.
Ah… Dante…” The voice came out low, almost trembling.
The sound of my name escaping his mouth like that made me lose
my breath for
a
“Keep calling my name like that, Elijah.
moment. The desire hit harder, setting my veins on fire.
I inserted my third finger, increasing the rhythm. His body trembled, and a sly moan escaped as I curved my fingers, reaching his prostate, which made him squirm.
Dante…” His voice sounded broken, lost in pleasure.
The grip around my fingers grew stronger, and I knew he was ready. I pulled out slowly, enjoying every second before positioning myself behind him.
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I’m going in now, Elijah… Let’s have some fun.
The tip of my cock brushed against his entrance, feeling the pulsating heat of that soft flesh. I pressed slowly, sliding the glans inside, feeling the tightness enveloping me.
Shit…I cursed softly, holding on tightly to his waist.
I pushed a little harder, advancing inch by inch, enjoying the sensation of the warm, wet flesh molding around my cock. Each advance was a delicious
torture.
Elijah’s low moans filled the room, making everything even more exciting..
I stopped for a moment, giving him time to adjust before pushing further. The tightness was absurd, almost painful.
I gripped his waist tighter and pushed the rest of the way in, sinking down until I was completely buried inside him.
My head fell back, my eyes closing as I absorbed the maddening sensation of having him like this.
“F**k…” The voice came out hoarse, full of lust. “That’s fucking delicious.”
The desire to devour him completely was unbearable.
Lust pulsed through every fiber of my body, setting every nerve ending on fire.
Feeling Elijah like this, tight, hot, completely taken by me, was the kind of pleasure that made any notion of control vanish.
I waited a few seconds, allowing him to adjust, while I felt the rhythmic contractions around my cock, as if his own body was trying to suck me in further.
Then I pulled back slowly, feeling the hot flesh slide past me as I pulled out almost completely.
In the next instant, I thrust back in, burying myself again, hitting that sensitive spot straight on.
Ah!” The moan escaped loudly, involuntarily, ripping through the silence of the cell.
I smiled as I heard that delicious sound, my eyes locked on the sight in front of me.
That’s it…” My voice came out low, laden with pleasure. “Shout my name, Elijah.
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I gripped his waist tighter and began to move, increasing the pace with each thrust. The sound of our skin colliding against his filled the space, mixed with
sly moans and the bed creaking under our bodies.
The movements became addictive, a back and forth that got faster and deeper. The pleasure grew overwhelming, spreading through my body like fire, consuming everything.
D–Dante… Ah!
The sound of my name escaping his mouth in that desperate tone drove me even
wilder.
My fingers sank even deeper into her waist, marking her skin, a primitive
need completely
V me.
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I looked down, watching each time my cock slid into that sinful, Ing entrance, molding itself to my shape as if it had been made for me
You were made for this.
I grunted, my eyes fixed on the pornographic scene in front of
Each time I moved forward, his body trembled, his moans getting louder, more desperate. The way his heat engulfed me was maddening. Tight, hot, sucking me in, as if he wanted to hold me there forever.
The thrusts increased, each thrust hitting his sensitive spot without mercy. The pleasure rose in waves, buzzing through my nerves, more and more intense.
“F**k, Elijah… “I growled, feeling the crushing grip around my cock. “You’re so hot, so delicious…”
His body bent with each thrust, giving more and more of himself. My heart was pounding in my chest, my arousal reaching unbearable levels. The smech our sex spread through the cell, the heat enveloping us in an addictive trance.
Pleasure overwhelmed me, making me sink even deeper into the maddening sensation of having him like this.
I withdrew from him slowly, feeling the tightness around my cock resist until the last moment. Elijah’s body collapsed onto the mattress, his legs weak, trembling, and unable to support his own weight.
His chest rose and fell rapidly, his lips parted, and his eyes half–closed, the living image of desire.
I lay down next to her, sliding my fingers across her warm, moist skin,
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Come…” The voice came out hoarse, full of lust. “I want to see you riding me.
His panting made the scene even more erotic. Elijah hesitated for a second, but the submission in his gaze shone through before he obeyed.
He moved slowly, crossing his legs on either side of my waist. His thighs trembled slightly from the effort, and that made it all the more delicious.
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I grabbed his hips and helped him position himself over me. The pulsating heat of his asshole slid over the tip of my cock, and a grunt escaped my throat.
That’s it…et out, my eyes fixed on him. “That’s it, Elijah…”
Guiding him, I adjusted my position, helping him to settle over my rigid cock. When the head finally broke through that hot barrier, his body arched and a moan escaped his throat. Slowly, he descended, swallowing me inch by inch.
The sensation of having him envelop me was maddening. The crushing grip, the heat, the way his skin stuck to mine–everything pushed me over the edge.
F**k… “I arched my back, burying myself even deeper. “That’s it, bunny…”
Elijah began to move, slowly at first, sliding over me, adjusting to the fit. His hands rested on my chest, his fingers digging into the skin as I began to ride
him.
The sight of him riding, his supple body moving over me, sweat dripping down his skin, was the sight of sin itself.
Dante..
My name escaped his lips between moans.
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Seeing and hearing him like this was delicious torture.
The rhythm increased. His hips bucked, each movement burying me deeper inside him. The pleasure was a rising wave, bringing me to a state of absolute
ecstasy.
F**k.
I grunted, sliding my hands around his waist, squeezing him tightly before moving up to his chest.
That’s it, bunny… You’re so hot.
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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.
