use I want her ass.
Having sex that way is always better when you start like this.
I pause only to place her on her hands and knees, but fuck, the sight of her ass round and perfect has me almost losing control.
She glances behind her and I can tell she’s nervous.
I don’t want her to be. I just want her to feel pleasure.
“Don’t worry baby. I won’t hurt you,” I promise and circle my finger over her asshole.
“I know…” she smiles and her gorgeous mane of velvet hair falls forward over her face. She looks sexy as hell.
I hold her in place and start licking over the tight rosebud to get her ready to take me. Then I take my cock and guide it to her entrance.
She tenses when I rub the head over her ass and winces when I start to push in.
I inch in deeper watching her as much as I can. She gasps when I slide right in and when she starts moaning with pleasure I know I have her exactly where I want. In the height of fucking pleasure. It’s where I am too.
I know I’m not going to last long because this feels so damn good. It feels so fucking good that my body takes over and control slips from me.
I start to move inside her and moments later we both start moaning and groaning from the sensation that takes us.
She cries out when I start pumping and that’s all it takes for me to come. Hot virile cum blows into her as I climax and flood her body.
It was too much again, another experience of something amazing I’ve had with her.
I know I want more from her. I want it bad.
And since I always get what I want, she’ll be no different.
I don’t care about anything or anyone else.
Chapter Fourteen
Rachel
I wake to the bright sunlight and the view of my man standing in between the waterfall and the window. Watching him and being with him is the best feeling ever.
We had such a great night last night. every night with Dante is amazing. Last night was unreal though. It just felt like something more happened between us.
Something that cemented the relationship we have.
“Morning,” I beam grinning from ear to ear.
“Morning baby,” he says with a smile. “Come here.”
I wrap the sheet around me and make my way over to him. He sits down on the window bay and sets me on his lap.
I kiss him and cup his face running my fingers over his beard. “I had the best time last night.”
“Me too. I’ve been thinking about stuff, about what we should do next.”
“I think about that too.” Worry always fills me when we talk like this. I keep thinking he’s going to choose Dad.
That’s the crux of the matter because Dad is the only person who’s going to be upset about us.
“Princesa, it’s important you tell me what you want. I know what I want but it won’t work if I’m not clear about what you want.”