Chapter 7 Secrets And Lust

"Yes, Daddy... fill me with your cock," I say, pressing my thighs together for some friction.

Dante pulls my legs apart, removing my clothes painfully slowly.

When he stands to take off his own clothes, I quickly pull him down onto the bed, sitting on his cock, grinding my bare, wet pussy on him.

A loud moan escapes me, making me grind faster, pressing myself against him.

He just leans back, watching me as I pleasure myself with his cock.

My eyes roll back when I feel the tip of his cock brush my entrance. He leans forward, taking my nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting, making me crave more.

A strangled cry escapes me as I circle my clit harder, chasing release, but it keeps slipping away.

Fuck.

Dante's gaze darkens and in one swift move, he shifts me onto my back, pinning me to the bed. His two fingers slide inside me, stretching me open as a gasp rips from my throat.

He uses his thumb to circle my clit, thrusting into me with his fingers as I grind against his hand.

"What do you want, princess?" he asks, stroking his cock with his other hand.

"Please, Daddy... I want your cock buried inside me." Just the thought of it makes me spread my legs wider, imagining how deep he'll go.

He crawls between my thighs, teasing my entrance with the tip of his cock. Then he pushes in slowly, stretching me inch by inch.

My eyes roll back as he lifts my legs, placing them on his waist, pushing deeper.

"You feel so good, princess... so tight," he groans, giving me time to adjust to his size.

I shift slightly, and his hips jerk forward with a little force.

"Fuck," he groans.

I buck my hips up, desperate for him to fuck me hard, but he holds still like he's barely holding himself back.

"Fuck me harder, Daddy."

Whatever self-control he had flies out the window as he pulls out almost to the tip and slams back into me with raw hunger.

I choke on the force of his thrusts, unable to form words. All I can do is arch my back off the bed, toes curling as tears slip from my eyes.

He hits a spot that makes me scream his name. My body shudders as orgasm crashes over me.

His hand pushes two fingers into my mouth, and I suck them eagerly. He parts my legs wider, placing one over his shoulder.

"Yes... yes... yes," I cry as his wet fingers circle my clit, and I try to close my legs-the pleasure too much-but he spreads me wider, pounding into me like a starved man.

My orgasm slams into me like a tidal wave. Every muscle goes rigid, my feet no longer touching the bed, my legs draped over his shoulders.

"Fuck!" I scream as he leans forward, burying himself even deeper.

"Cum for Daddy, princess," Dante groans.

I moan as I come undone, shaking like a leaf, struggling to remember how to breathe.

"Fuck... fuck... fuck..." Dante moans as he spills inside me, the warm rush making me smile weakly.

He carefully pulls out, rushing to the bathroom. He returns with warm towels, cleaning me gently, then dressing me in his shirt.

"Rest," he says softly.

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A few hours later, the slutty version of myself gets horny. With my head on his chest, I cross my legs over him, trailing my fingers along his skin, drawing endless patterns.

He knows exactly what I want as he helps me straddle his erection, my bare pussy brushing against his clothed, hard length.

He cups my face with one hand, kissing me deeply while removing his briefs with the other, helping me line him up.

Our tongues tangle, fighting for dominance-but anyone can tell who's winning.

Slowly, he positions himself at my entrance, removing my shirt. Our lips part just as he takes my nipple into his mouth, pushing into me.

My head falls back, and I moan, grinding on him, trying to meet his thrusts-but he grips my hips, holding me still, lifting me slightly as he thrusts up into me.

My nails dig into his chest, my breasts bouncing with the increasing pace of his thrusts.

"Cum for me, princess," he grunts, planting his feet on the bed and pounding into me faster.

The familiar knot tightens in my lower belly. I rub my clit with my fingers, grinding in rhythm with his deep thrusts.

He slaps my ass, spreading my cheeks with both hands as he drives into me harder.

I try to keep my breathing steady, to hold in my cries, but then he bites my nipple and rubs my clit with his thumb, turning me into a moaning mess.

I nearly fall off him as the pleasure rips through my body. My legs shake, my mouth forms an 'O' shape, and my body trembles as I try to hold onto something.

He holds me in place, fucking me through my orgasm, prolonging it, making me shy away from how sensitive I've become-but he doesn't stop. He moans as my walls keep tightening around him. With a guttural groan, he cums inside me, his movements slowing until he pulls out gently, cleans me up, then slides in behind me, wrapping his arms around me.

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My phone rings in the morning, waking me up from sleep.

Blinking, I reach for it on the nightstand, answering without checking the caller ID.

"Dolce peccato, are you okay now?"

Matteo's voice.

Not what I was expecting this morning...

"I'm fine, Matteo."

"How was your night?"

I blush as yesterday's events flash through my mind.

"It was fine... Dante said you were busy." I rush out.

"Yes, dolce peccato, I had to look into something... did you miss me?"