My loves, I know you want me to post more chapters. But I need to update all month long. I’m afraid of posting too many chapters and finishing before the end of the month. I’ll try to post 3 or 2 chapters a day. Is that okay?
Enjoy your reading.
Dante Castelli.
My fingers went down again, circling every curve of his hot skin, grabbing his buttocks brutally, pulling him even tighter against me.
When I began to move my hips against his, thrusting upwards with each descent, Elijah threw his head back, his lips parting in a drawn–out moan.
His body shuddered.
I hit his prostate with precision, the pleasure hitting him with overwhelming force. A loud, desperate moan escaped his mouth, and then he came, spurting all over my belly.
But I didn’t stop.
I kept pounding him from bottom to top, keeping up the fast pace, feeling the rhythmic contractions around my cock.
“.
Dante…” My name sounded hoarse in his mouth, a plea, a moan.
The tightness around my member increased, sucking me in like a hot, wet inferno.
The sensation consumed me.
The smell of sex, the sound of our skins colliding, and the broken moans that escaped from him.
Every second pushed me further to the edge, an unbearable tension building up inside me, setting every fiber of my body on fire.
But I didn’t stop.
I kept moving my hips upwards, punching his prostate with precision, with each thrust. The overwhelming heat around me sucked me in with maddening force, squeezing me deeper and deeper inside.
Elijah leaned over me, his lips parted, his face flushed with overwhelming pleasure. His hands slid up to my face, holding it firmly before taking my mouth in an intense kiss.
My mind exploded.
His hot tongue slid against mine, teasing, thirsty.
I opened my mouth without resistance, allowing him to take control. His taste mingled with his sweat, his panting between desperate kisses, as if he wanted to devour me whole.
And then he sucked my tongue.
A low, hoarse moan escaped my throat, a sound bordering on desperation.
The pleasure became unbearable.
My hands clenched around his waist as he thrust even deeper, without shame, without hesitation.
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The crushing grip, the spasms that enveloped him, the way his body trembled over mine… Everything was throwing me into the abyss.
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“Elijah…” My voice came out low against his lips as the pressure inside me reached its peak.
The cum exploded in overwhelming waves.
I buried myself completely inside him, filling him with each hot jet of cum as my muscles contracted in an intense spasm.
The pleasure was so intense that my eyes rolled back, my fingers brutally squeezing his flesh, holding him in place until all my pleasure poured out of him.
I kept moving, prolonging the sensations, thrusting deep as the viscous heat spread inside his body.
Sweat dripped down my skin, my breathing erratically mixing with his.
Elijah was still on top of me, his lips red and moist from the kiss, his eyes shining with pure lust.
A low moan escaped my throat as he slowly rolled over, squeezing me even tighter inside him. The suffocating heat around my cock made me lose my mind.
“My little rabbit, do you want to continue?” I asked, panting.
The only answer was a firm, precise thrust.
The intensity of the movement drew a hoarse moan from my lips.
My hands slid to his waist, squeezing the soft flesh harder. Feeling his body moving over me, without hesitation, without shame, set me on
inside out.
the
“Keep going…” I encouraged, my voice laden with desire. “Take the lead, Elijah.
He obeyed.
He began to move more boldly, rolling on my lap, going down and up with a provocative rhythm.
The sight was sinful. Her face flushed, her hair messy with pleasure, the sweat dripping down her hot skin, the way her entrance adjusted to my member.
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“F**k…” I let out, feeling the lust consume me even more.
He took my hand and brought it to his lips, his eyes half–closed, shining with pure ecstasy.
And then, without warning, his tongue slid through my fingers before sucking them into his hot mouth.
A violent shiver ran down my spine.
The wet heat enveloping my fingers, the way his lips moved, sucking and
licking, his
eyes
fixed on mine…
Dante…” He moaned softly, without stopping sucking on them, “So good… Deep…
My sanity shattered at that moment.
Horniness exploded in visceral waves. I grabbed his waist and brutally flipped him over, leaving him face down on the mattress. His body sank under the force of my touch.
”
You drive me crazy.”
I grunted between my teeth, sliding my hands down his back before grabbing his hips and thrusting myself into him again, deep, hard, desperate.
The tight entrance swallowed my cock in a hallucinatory squeeze. The heat, the wetness, and the sensation of being sucked into that body made for me,
moved without control. The thrusts gained intensity, and the sound of skin colliding filled the cell along with Elijah’s sly, desperate moans.
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The pleasure consumed me, broke me, and made me forget any vestige of sanity.
My bunny rolling over me had already left me on the brink of chaos, but now… now I was completely out of my mind.
Every movement made my head spin.
My name coming out of his mouth like a mantra, the moans muffled in the pillow, the way his body reacted to each thrust.
The desire pulsed so strongly that I felt my limit approaching again.
You’re mine… “I growled against the back of his neck, biting his sweaty skin. My bunny, my addiction, my doom.
Pleasure throbbed in every fiber of my body, igniting every cell, every muscle tensed by the insatiable need to possess him completely. Before any remnants of lucidity could creep in, I pulled out of him and turned him around.
My hungry gaze traveled over every detail of his face, absorbing the expression contorted by desire.
The moist gleam in his eyes, his mouth ajar, his breathing ragged… He was the most sinful sight I had ever seen.
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“I want to see your every reaction.
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.
