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)
I followed his instructions and found I could take him farther into my mouth than I would have thought. I gagged a few times when his cock head bumped my tonsils, but it wasn’t enough to make me stop. Saliva coated my hand as I worked faster and sucked harder.
“Ina,” Dante panted. “Yes, baby. Fuck. Don’t stop. Oh, shit. Come on, come on, come on!”
His guttural grunts and groans made me burn hotter than I ever had before, and I clenched my thighs together. He added his other hand to my head, gripped my hair, and began to pump his hips. I placed my hands on his bare, muscular thighs to keep me steady as Dante fucked my mouth. I hummed, and Dante cursed as the vibrations wrapped around him as he pumped back and forth. I continued to suck him hard, and when I swallowed around him, he resumed his talk with God.
“Hollow your cheeks while I pull out,” he growled. “Swallow when I push in and work me with your throat. Just like … that.”
I looked up at him. His lips were parted, his eyes were dazed with pleasure, and his cheeks were flushed. He looked godlike, and I was the one to put that expression of bliss on his face. It made me feel powerful, desirable, and very much in control. I followed his instructions to the letter, then smiled around his cock, and his eyes widened before he tipped his head back and shouted. That was the only warning I got before the first jet of hot liquid saltiness hit the back of my throat.
Dante moved one hand from my hair to the base of my throat when I swallowed so he could feel me drinking him down. It was the most erotic, sensual, and possessive act I had ever experienced. It burned my body inside and out.
“Fu…ck.” He slipped out of my mouth and collapsed back down onto his seat. “Ina. Baby. Fuck.”
I sat back on my heels, wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and looked up at him expectantly. “I did okay?”
Dante’s eyes were still dark with desire as he reached down and pulled me up onto his lap, covering my mouth with his. Knowing he could taste himself on my tongue made my nipples harden, and my clit ache miserably.
“Your ex is a fuckin’ eejit.”
I burst into unexpected laughter. “I did good, then?”
“So good, specs.”
I leaned against him heavily.
“Nothin’ is keepin’ me away from you tonight.”
Excitement surged through my body.
“Tonight, country.” He brushed his lips over mine. “You’re mine.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Ina
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“On a scale of one to ten, how nervous are ye, specs?”
Dante’s sudden question made me jump with fright. I spun around, clutching my towel to my chest. He had shown up for our date an hour ago. We had had food, and I accidentally spilled a glass of Coke all over myself, so I had to take a quick shower just to rinse off. He was now leaning against the door panel of my bedroom, his arms folded across his broad chest and his blue eyes locked on me.
He was so handsome it made my knees weak.
“Like a two, plus a seven … and a half.”
Dante grinned. “Are ye scared I’m gonna gobble you up?”
“No,” I answered. “I’m scared once ye touch me, I’ll never want ye to stop.”
Dante lost his grin, and his blue eyes seemed to be set aflame. “Can I come in?”
Wordlessly, I nodded. He crossed the space between us in seconds. When he took me in his arms and kissed me, the world and all the worries it brought faded away to nothing. I groaned into his gentle kiss, loving how he tasted, how warm he was, and how the touch of his body pressed against mine made me feel safe and secure. I was just about to release my grip on my towel and let it fall when Dante pulled back, leaving me looking up at him, dazed.
“You’re scared.”
“Nervous,” I corrected.
“That I’ll hurt you? That it’ll be bad? Talk to me, baby.”
I pulled up my big girl knickers and told him the truth.
“Dante, I was in a relationship for nine years, and I never enjoyed sex.” I forced myself not to look away from his eyes. “Finn told me over and over that I wasn’t good at it. I’m not crazy or wild like the women ye’ve been with. All I know to do is lie there, and I know that isn’t what ye want.”
“I swear,” Dante growled. “If I ever meet your ex, I’m deckin’ the prick.”
I didn’t move as I stared at him, waiting.
“Sweetheart.” He placed his hands on my cheeks. “That scumbag did a number on your self-esteem when it comes to sex, and I plan to replace every negative thing he’s ever said to you with the positive truth. Love, ye’ve really no idea how sensual ye are, d’ye?”