I open the door to my apartment and he walks in. I turn to shut the door behind me and when I turn back he has me pressed up against it. With terrible slowness, he leans forward and kisses me. I immediately melt into him, my body realizing what it almost lost. I drink him in, relishing every taste. We kiss for what seems like minutes before he pulls his mouth away from mine. "Sit down for a minute," he says.
My smile fades. I know that the moment we just had wasn't necessarily a sign that he forgave me, but I hope he has anyway. I quickly walk over to the piano, taking a seat at the piano bench. He follows, then stops and crosses his arms with out sitting.
“I'm sorry I reacted the way I did at the hotel,” he says after a moment. “I thought it was a prank. I told my brother Frank that I'd met someone that had me reconsidering marrying the Savio family. It would be like him to put you there just to watch me squirm.”
“I should have told you,” I tell him. “I just didn't know how. It wasn't fair to surprise you.”
“It would have been a nice surprise if I hadn't told Frank,” Dante admits with a small smile.“ I've never met a woman like you. You make me feel things..."
His words take my breath away. I can hardly speak, but I manage to whisper, "I've never met a man like you either."
Dante puts one knee on the ground, taking my hands in his.
“So, you want to get married?” he asks me. “I don't have the ring on me now, unfortunately.”
I don't let him finish the sentence, I just lean in and kiss him. He isn't expecting it and he topples backward, hitting the floor. "Are you okay?" I ask quickly. Nothing is going right tonight.
He easily gets back up on his knees, putting his head below mine and looking up at me. "Better than okay," he says, and I giggle. I'm still crying, but it's more that I can't stop than anything else. His hands go to my sides, feeling me through the dress as he tips his face up to kiss me. "So I take it this is a 'yes'?"
I nod. “Yes.”
His grin lights up the room. With that, his fingers begin to hike up my dress and his hands caress my inner thighs. I'm so happy that I can't help but melt into him for another kiss. “Will you help me out of my dress?"
His dark eyes sparkle as I stand up. I kick off my shoes, then turn around. I can feel him standing, at least a full head taller than me, as he fumbles a little with the hook and latch that keeps my dress pulled together. When he finally gets it, he takes his time unzipping me, obviously savoring the sight of the bare skin of my back. It falls to the floor and I step out of it, turning around to let him see. His eyes scan me up and down. I've never much liked it when a man looks at me like I'm a piece of meat, but when Dante does it, I love it. When he does it, I feel beautiful not bought.
I step toward him, clad in nothing but my bra, panties, and stockings. "I think you're wearing too many clothes," I say, slowly dropping to my knees. I undo his belt, looking up at him while I do it. He pulls off his shirt and lets it fall to the floor behind him. I bite my lip at the sight of his smooth, muscled chest. It's a girl's wet dream. I unbutton his pants, and when I begin to pull down on his zipper, I notice how rock hard he is. I smile.
When I finally get his cock out, I don't even hesitate, I just begin by sticking my tongue out and licking from the base of his shaft all the way to the tip. He audibly groans, making me smile as I take him into my mouth. I begin to swirl his head around the front of my mouth, going shallow. Then suddenly, I take him as deep as I can. His fingers tangle in my hair and his whole body tightens at the sudden rush of pleasure. I relish the sound of him gasping as I begin to suck on him.
After a few moments he moves his hands, running his fingers through my hair. The feeling of his touch drives me wild, and I increase my efforts, getting his dick as wet as I can.
He pulls me to my feet and leans down to give me a kiss. I leap up and wrap my legs around him. His hands palm my ass as he begins to walk toward the bedroom. His huge rod is rubbing up against my black panties, and I can't wait to feel him inside of me.
I don't want to wait the ten steps to get to the bed. I pull my panties to the side, allowing him to enter me. He pauses for a moment at my entrance, and our eyes meet. His eyes are deep water and the world swims in them. I shift my hips and I'm so ready that he slides in as if he was always supposed to be a part of me. Raw desire catches in my throat as he penetrates me, and I moan loudly, surprised at just how turned on I am.
I grind up against him and he massages his fingers into my ass cheeks, taking full advantage of this situation. My pulse is racing with sheer want and pleasure. When we get to the bed he pauses, but I keep bouncing up and down on him, feeling him fill every inch of me. He holds my body up as if I am weightless. As he lowers us both to the bed, he nearly leaves me, but I arch my hips to keep him inside of me. It's shallow, but he stays with me. As soon as my back is on the bed, he thrusts himself to the hilt, somehow filling me even fuller than I had ever thought possible.
His arms wrap around me as his hips begin to piston into me. I pull him to me, trying to draw him in even further. I can tell he's going crazy with lust, plowing into me with reckless abandon. If I let him continue, he'll finish now and I'm not ready for that.
I push him off of me and stand up. "Lay on the bed," I command. He does so without hesitating, never taking his eyes off of me. I pull down my panties and stockings at the same time, then unhook my bra and let it f
all to the floor. He looks at me like a starving man in a buffet. I bend over and kiss up his leg, giving his cock another lick from the base to the tip of his shaft again. I hear him mutter to himself, as if he can hardly believe what's going on. I climb onto the bed and straddle him, feeling his hardness between my legs. His eyes glow with want and I gladly take him inside me again.
His hands grab my hips as I bounce up and down on him. He fixates on my chest, so I squeeze my arms together to make my breasts look bigger as I work his body up and down. His pupils go wide and he licks his lips, thrusting up even harder. I whimper with how good it feels and his hands work their way up my back, pulling me down so that our bodies make contact. He jackhammers into me, giving me everything he's got.
I can tell that he is going to come soon, so I whisper in his ear to spur him on. "Oh yeah, baby. Come in me. I want you to come in me, baby."
I know that no man can resist that invitation, and within a few moments I can feel him swelling. My own body reacts, pushing onward to take his every inch. I moan softly in his ear, giving him exactly what I know he wants. His hands grasp for purchase on my back, finally settling on my ass and squeezing.
He spreads me open, and in a moment I feel his seed filling my body. He shudders as he shoots, losing his body to me. Gasping, I contract on him, my body flying high on combined pleasure and milking him for all he has. My eyes roll back into my head as he continues to pound into me. I lose my mind to the sensation of his body completing me in a way no one has for years.
For a few moments he keeps thrusting, then he slows to a stop. He relaxes his death grip on my ass and flexes his fingers to resume blood flow. I arch my back, still high on the drug that is Dante Russo.
I kiss the tip of his nose and he smiles at me.
I roll over and stand up, careful not to make a mess on my sheets. He's splayed out on my bed, all muscles and hard lines. I'm tempted to run my tongue along some of them. "I have to go to the bathroom really quick. Don't go anywhere, though."
"I'm not going anywhere," he says with a smile. I return the smile and go to the bathroom to clean up.