Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 122206 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 611(@200wpm)___ 489(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 122206 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 611(@200wpm)___ 489(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
“You’re a big bad man,” I murmured. “But once I scratch the right spot, ye become a little puppy.”
Dante growled for good measure, making me giggle.
“Ye have to take it back.”
Confused, I asked, “Take what back?”
“Ye said we were over,” Dante reminded me softly. “Ye have to take it back.”
I frowned. “I absolutely take it back, blue eyes.”
He opened his eyes and peered up at me. He was hurting. It was right there in the depth of his big blues. He was worried about his brother, and while I couldn’t take that worry away from him, I could distract him from it for a time. I pulled him to his feet, amused when he raised an eyebrow in question.
“Let me take care of you,” I purred. “You’re me man after all, right?”
“Yeah, beautiful woman. I’m your man.”
I pressed my finger to his lips when he tried to kiss me. His pretty pout made my heart flip inside my chest.
“Ye don’t wanna kiss me?”
“Oh, I wanna kiss ye.” I slowly lowered myself to my knees. “Just not on your lips.”
Dante’s eyes widened. “Christ on the cross.”
I licked my lips. “I’ve never done this before,” I admitted nervously. “Finn said it was the act of a hoor. I … I don’t think I’ll be any good at it so can ye teach me how to please you?”
“God in Heaven.”
“Is that a yes?”
Dante frantically bobbed his head. I smiled sweetly and reached for his trousers, unbuttoned, and unzipped them before I pulled them down to his mid-thigh. My heart was hammering into my breastbone, but I didn’t let my nervousness take control. I pushed it to the back as I reached for the band of Dante’s boxer briefs.
“I’ve always liked boxer briefs. They’re so sexy.”
Dante ignored my comment. His eyes fastened on my hands as I slowly tugged the fabric of his underwear down. I swallowed when his hardened cock sprang free, and I exhaled a breath when my cunt clenched with need. Dante was big, way bigger than my ex could have ever dreamed of being.
“I have a gag reflex,” I warned Dante sheepishly. “I know because I gag sometimes when I brush me teeth. I’m just lettin’ ye know now that I won’t be able to fit all of that in me mouth.”
I looked up when Dante’s fingers touched my cheek. “I’ll settle for a kiss on the head at this point.”
I slide my tongue along my lower lip. “How about some suckin’ too?”
His eyes darkened as he nodded, never blinking. I wanted to focus on his face, but I knew I had to switch my attention to bringing him pleasure and that meant knowing where to put my hand and mouth. I gripped his cock in my hand, surprised to find it both silky soft and rock hard at the same time. I wasn’t naïve. I had watched some porn before, so I knew the basic mechanics of what I was doing, but it was nerve-wracking. I wanted to make it good for Dante.
I watched as a clear liquid seeped from the slit on his cock head, and before I made a conscious thought, I leaned forward and swiped up the salty goodness with my tongue.
“Our Father who art in Heaven …”
I left him to talk to God while I got to work. Opening my mouth, I covered the head of his cock and softly sucked. Dante’s prayer became louder, rushed. I wasn’t sure if I should suck and stroke him, so I looked up for guidance. I locked eyes with his, and Dante’s lips parted as his cheeks flushed.
“Beautiful,” he hissed as my tongue swirled around. “Move your hand and mouth in sync. Tighten your grip each time ye stroke up, and suck on the head at the same time. Keep that rhythm.”
I followed his instructions to the T, and he bucked a little into my mouth when I did exactly what he wanted me to.
“Fuck yes.” His hand found its way to my hair. “Just like that. Such a good cocksucker, baby.”
I had never done something so daring before, and Dante’s naughty words made my body burn and my clit ache miserably. I used my free hand to unzip my skirt so I could reach down between my legs, but the hand tangled in my hair tightened, and I groaned at the pain that stung my scalp. My body was so desperate for sensation that my hair being pulled felt good.
“My cunt,” he grunted. “Nobody touches it but me. It’s mine.”
With his cock still in my mouth, I dug my eyebrows in tight and frowned up at him. Dante grinned as he rolled his hips forward, pushing his cock farther into my mouth and making me gag.
“Easy,” he murmured. “When ye take me deep, exhale through your nose. When you pull back, breathe in.”