Chapter 91
Dante Castelli.
Aty fingers slid down his jaw before holding him firmly. With a quick movement of my hips, I pushed deeper into his mouth.
“F**k!” I moaned loudly, pleasure invading every cell in my body.
He took it all. He didn’t pull back; he didn’t hesitate.
I picked up the pace, holding his face as I thrust harder into his mouth. I could feel his throat tightening around me, sucking as if he wanted to drive me
crazy.
“That’s so good, Elijah!” My voice came out slurred, laden with pure need.
My hips moved uncontrollably, going deeper with each thrust. He looked up at me, his eyes watering from the intensity, but without a single sign of refusal.
The sight destroyed me.
Every lick, every suck, every desperate suck took me into an abyss of pleasure. My chest rose and fell quickly, my breathing heavy, my muscles tense.
My moans grew louder, reverberating through the space.
My whole body tingled with the need to explode.
I wanted to come.
I wanted to pour out all my accumulated cum, mark him, and fill him until there was no room for anything but me.
But where?
Damn it, where?
His mouth was hot, delicious, made to fuck me with pleasure. But I wanted his body.
I wanted to sink into him and lose myself until there was no turning back.
My mind was spinning, fighting against the primitive instinct to come right then and there.
Elijah noticed my hesitation.
His fingers squeezed my thighs firmly, as if to encourage me, as if he were ready to accept everything I wanted to give him.
But I wanted more.
Much more.
A drawn–out moan escaped my lips as I clenched my teeth, holding his face between my hands. My eyes burned into his, absorbing every detail of his expression.
“I don’t want to come in your mouth, my love.” I let it slip in a low tone, my voice hoarse with desire. “I want to come inside you. Deep inside.”
His eyes sparkled with something indecipherable, a mixture of lust, surrender, and pure excitement.
Slowly, he removed my cock from his mouth, a thin line of saliva dripping from the corner of his lips. He coughed softly, as if he needed to catch his breath, and moved away from the bed.”
I watched her every move, every determined step as she walked to the shelf. When she returned, she was carrying the bottle of lubricant in her hand, her
expression full of mischief.
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And then, without hesitation, she began to undress.
First, he pulled down his jumpsuit, revealing his warm, soft skin. When he finally threw it aside and stood completely naked before me, I felt my breath catch in my throat.
Damn, what a fucking sight..
Every curve of his body, every detail of that skin marked by my touches and kisses… Elijah was a sin.
A perdition..
My tongue tan over my lips, the desire to devour him burning inside me. I wanted so badly to suck him, kiss every inch of his body, lick his ass and his cock, and taste him until he was begging me to fuck him.
He noticed.
And he smiled.
“Not today, love.” His voice was drawn out and laden with intent. “Today is my day to drive you crazy.”
He laughed, running his tongue over his lips.
“You’re already driving me crazy, my love.”
He climbed onto the bed, sitting on my thighs, the bottle of lube still in his hands. He opened it without taking his eyes off mine, pouring a generous amount onto his fingers before bringing them to his entrance.
F**k.
I gripped the sheets tightly, feeling my cock throb with how hard it was.
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