"Fucking books?" I question breathlessly.
"You caught onto that one huh?" Dante quips with a smirk as he props himself up on his elbow while remaining positioned in between my open legs.
"Of course I did. You insulted all my fictional boyfriends." I admit looking in between us.
"Enlighten me. What makes a fictional man so special?" He demands as he eyes darken with jealousy.
"Dante. Are you jealous of ink on paper?" I quip with a subtle laugh.
"Yes Ivory. I'm jealous of everything that makes you smile when I can't." He admits as he places gentle kisses against my knee.
"Oh Dante." I whisper as feelings of guilt flow through my body.
Dante's dark eyes meet mine as we speak volumes without the need for words. He smiles his cheeky little smile as I giggle softly at him.
"You're my one and only." I quip as I lean forward to press my lips against his, moving down slowly as I kiss along his chest.
"You're all mine Tesoro."
"And you're mine." I whisper as I trace each intricate outline of Dante's chest tattoos as he separates my hair into three separate sections.
I gasp softly at the feeling of Dante's errection unintentionally edging against my slit.
"Go on." He rasps as he continues to brush his hands through the sections of my hair.
My eyes shift in between us and back up to Dante's smiling face repeatedly as I pluck up enough courage to go ahead with Dante's approval.
Nerves rack through my body as I grasp hold of my husbands errection.
I slam my eyes shut as I slowly begin to push him inside me.
One inch.
Two inch.
Three inch.
Four inch.
I moan aloud at the sensation of him stretching me.
My hand never once falls as I continue to push inch by inch.
Five inch.
"Fuck Ivory, you look so good when you put me inside you." He praises as he continues to braid my long blonde hair.
Six inch.
"One more Tesoro, one more." Dante pushes.
"What?" I gasp.
"You're doing so well beautiful. One more to go." He praises like an Italian god.
"Seven inches?" I ask breathlessly.
Dante smirks, and I smile.
"I don't know what you're smirking for Mr Heiro?" I quip.
Dante's smirk grows even bigger as his eyes darken with pure desire.
Within seconds I finally realise why...
A sharp gasp rushes out through my lips as Dante rolls his hips to push all seven inches of himself all the way inside me.
We both moan in approval as we adjust to the feeling of being fused together once again.
"Lay down." I order through my moans.
To my pleasant surprise Dante immediately succumbs to my order, slowly laying himself down against the pillowy couch while he simultaneously moves me on top of him.
"I'm in control, remember." I quip as I flip my freshly braided hair over my shoulder.
My braid tickles along my back as it sways side to side.
Dante's eyes follow mine as I reach to my side to grasp hold of his wrists.
I plant a single kiss on each finger before holding his left hand behind his head.
I giggle softly as I slowly lick across Dante's right index finger.
"Are you wishing this was your cock?" I tease as I place his finger in my mouth, sucking carefully as I grind my hips to chase my release.
"Fucking hell Ivory." Dante moans.
"Oh my god." I moan aloud as I grind my hips faster and faster.
"Such pretty noises for me Tesoro." Dante praises as he flips the power switch back to our normal.
"Touch me." I beg as I release Dante's left hand from my grasp.
Dante immediately grasp onto my waist with his free hand. He effortlessly grinds me against his cock.
"That's it Tesoro, use me. I'm yours, all yours."
My body fills with fire as I hit my high. Dante follows soon afterwards with a string of curse words.
"God is there anything you can't do woman?" Dante laughs breathlessly as he strokes the fallen strands back behind my ears.
"I guess you'll find out Mr Heiro." I quip with a sultry smile.
"You're a naughty girl Mrs Heiro." Dante rasps as he plants a soft kiss to my already swollen lips.
We lay side by side for what feels like a lifetime, with smiles plastered across our faces as we look into each other's heart filled eyes.
"God I could lay here with you forever, but we have somewhere to be." Dante sighs.
My face drops with annoyance as I think back to my short conversation with Nicholas and Zoe about their engagement party.
"That's in a few days." I state hoping there's been some kind of mistake.
"Yes we know, we are just so in love that we couldn't wait any longer. Right Nicholas?" Zoe jumps excitedly like she's been turned into a Jack Russel puppy.
"That's right sweetheart." Nicholas responds dryly.
"Nicholas and Zoe's engagement party." I whine.
"I know Tesoro, but we have to go. It's family."
"Yes I know. I'll go get ready then." I say excitedly - after all doesn't every woman love to get dolled up.
Dante whistles at my naked frame as I walk myself to the door.
I wink at him as I slap my ass before finally walking out of the door.
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Stolen desires | (1) Dante & Ivory - 18+
RomanceYour father was an alcoholic who spent every penny earned on his drink. But he owed the mafia large sums of money, of which he could never offer. Especially as, all he had earned had been pissed away on a large crystal bottle of his favourite wh...
