“Mm. You seem to know how to be a good girl now.” The way he said it washed over me. Lately, I hated being the one who was always listening, always doing the right thing. Here, though, I loved it. “Begging so nicely. Being so good. Didn’t think that was necessary earlier when you should have shared with me what in the hell was going on, though?”
My breath hitched when he pinched my clit as if to punish me a little, but the act zinged through my whole body and came out of me in a guttural moan.
“I didn’t think … Oh, God.” My head fell back as his thumb rolled over me faster, working me closer to an orgasm that I knew was going to be mind-blowing. I tried not to lose myself and shout. Wrangling myself into being the controlled person I’d always been was much harder than I had anticipated. “I just need … I need …”
I clamped my teeth over my bottom lip and hoped he could figure it out. I was riding his hand now, my body begging him to finger me faster, harder, with more vigor.
His straight teeth showed as he smiled like he knew he had me wrapped around his finger, right where he wanted me. He did, quite literally.
“Bite that lip all you want, baby, but when I fuck you later, I’m going to bruise it so everyone knows it’s mine. Might as well give it a rest and just scream what you want me to do to you. Scream and beg me for what you want. Want me to work your pussy so my hand is drenched in you? You want to drip down my wrist as you come for me?”
I nodded vigorously.
He growled, “This is only the first high you’re going to hit with me, Lilah. I intend to have you come all over my face tonight too.”
Jesus, I knew Dante was going to be good in bed because women flocked to him. He looked like a freaking GQ model, but his dirty talk was something I wasn’t expecting. Nor was I expecting my body to respond so quickly. I was wetter than I’d ever been, and I got myself off all the time. I practically heard him moving that finger in and out of me. “Please … this isn’t normal for me. No one has gotten me this close. Just …”
Suddenly, his fingers stopped. “Another man touched you?”
I met his gaze, and there was green fire there, burning like it wanted to blaze down every man that might have touched me. My nipples puckered at the sight of him. “Well, a couple tried to do things with me, Dante. It just never progressed.”
Jealousy and overprotectiveness looked good on him. He rubbed his thumb harshly over my bundle of nerves. “How many touched you here? All from school?” His gaze flicked down as my breathing quickened, and his jaw hardened.
“I … only two.”
“Names,” He commanded.
“Seriously?” When he lifted a brow, I shrugged. “Garrett and David.”
He’d started his slow pace again and slid another finger into me. I rocked at the extra pressure in my pussy, and my eyes rolled back as he curled them into my sex.
“They put their mouths on you?”
“Dante! No, okay? I really don’t want to talk about this right now.” My body was arching, trying to get more from him. “I just— Please let me come. Please. Please. Please.”
At this point, I knew he was holding my orgasm hostage. I gripped his wrist with both hands and tried to bear down on his fingers, but each time I got where I needed to be, he reduced the pressure.
“You sure no one’s tasted my pretty pink pussy, baby?”
“You’re deranged right now,” I ground out. I should have been mad, but the words sounded so good coming from his lips. “Yes, I’m fucking sure. I swear it.”
I rode his hand as he slid another finger in, then moaned when he increased the pace. His fingers were thick and long and calloused in all the right places. I was so wet he’d probably have to soak his hands for days to get my smell off them, but I didn’t care anymore.
I clawed at his arm as I chased the orgasm, and then he leaned over me and licked my nipple before sucking it into his mouth. When I moaned and whispered, “I’m so close,” he said, “Then you better come, baby, because I intend to have you ride my mouth next.”
The orgasm that ripped through me wasn’t even ecstasy. It bordered on pain, but still so pleasurable. My whole body seized as I convulsed around him, and my pussy must have done exactly what he wanted because he swore low and then his head was between my thighs.
“Shit, Lilah. You’re everywhere. All for me. You smell that? Sweet, hot, wet. I’m going to drink you for days.”