8. Dante
CHAPTER EIGHT
dante
T his is not what I thought I would be doing when I woke up this morning. The kidnapping, sure. The falling for my target in a matter of hours, not so much. Here we are, nearly naked in my glass cage, kissing and touching each other. At this point, she is in nothing other than her sexy black bra and panties. I match her, wearing only my black boxer briefs.
I slide my hands up her waist and around her supple breasts, squeezing them as I pull her body closer to mine. I use one hand to pop open the clasps on the back, letting her bra straps fall down her small shoulders. I help her glide them off her arms, exposing her beautiful, creamy breasts and peaked, hard nipples. Her fair, olive skin is glowing, and for a second, I forget how hard of a life she must have had. I feel her scars as my hands get acquainted with her skin. A large scar stems from her rib cage down to her hip. I lean down and suck her nipple into my mouth before kissing down her abdomen. I kiss down her scar, dropping to my knees as I lower. I don’t even bother to take her panties off but instead just move them to the side and bury my face into her pussy.
“Oh, fuck.” She moans, tipping he head back and resting it on the glass. She spreads her legs wider for me as I continue to hold her panties away so I can get deeper.
I flick my tongue up and down her entire pussy, jamming my tongue in and out of her wet little hole before licking up to her clit. I suck it gently into my mouth, going back and forth from sucking to licking.
She reaches her hand down, grabbing my hair as I continue to work. After a few minutes of torturing her sensitive clit, she pulls up on my hair.
I rise, kissing her body as I move upward. I reach her neck and bite into her skin, making her hiss and moan. She pulls me up to her mouth, demanding I kiss her with the mouth I just had all over her slick cunt. Fuck. She swipes her tongue around my mouth, making sure not to leave any corner untouched.
“You like tasting yourself? I knew you’d be a dirty girl.” I whisper against her lips.
She bites into my lip hard. I feel a sting and with it, my cock jumps. I guess two trained killers are going to tend to make each other bleed during foreplay. The warm, coppery taste fills my mouth as blood from my lip seeps in. I pull back, and her split lip has my blood on it too. Why does that make me so fucking turned on?
I take a chance that she is into the same things and wrap my hand around her neck. I squeeze it hard enough to stop the air from flowing, and she grits her teeth. I let go of her neck and move my hand to her hair, entangling my hand in it and pulling it. I try to avoid her fresh head wound, but in this moment, she doesn’t even seem to care. Her head tips as I pull, and she gives me a look.
“I want you to fucking destroy me.” She says through her teeth.
Fuck. I nearly blow my entire load in my pants. I rip off my boxers, my cock springing free.
I pick her up from her seated position and wrap her legs around me. I pull her panties back to the side. I use one hand to grab my dick and rub it up and down her pussy. My precum adding to her already drenched entrance.
I slam her back against the glass, pressing to keep her in position as I slip my cock inside her. I don’t start slowly. I slam into her hard. She grunts as she wraps her arms around my neck, sinking her hot tongue back into my mouth. The taste of her sweet pussy still lingering.
“Harder.” She demands, followed quickly by a slap across my face. Not a slap from a girl but more like a trained cage fighter. I know my years of employment under the Morretti’s has been filled with violence but I didn’t realize how fucking horny it makes me when the person being violent looks like Bianca.
“Fuck.” I grunt back at her, lifting my right hand back up to squeeze her throat. I pull her off the glass and carry her over to the open spot on the floor in the middle of the room and lay her down. As soon as she hits the ground, I flip her over.
“On your knees, slut.” I command her as she gets onto her hands and knees. I push her head down to the floor, pressing just hard enough to keep her still. I pull her hands behind her back and lock them into one of mine. I position myself and work my cock back inside her. I hold her there and fuck her hard. Thrusting fast and powerfully as my body slams against hers.
“You feel something now, Kitten?” I ask sarcastically as I slam harder, not relenting on her tight pussy.
She bucks upright, pressing her back against my chest and I reach around to grab her tits as I continue to plow into her.
She turns slightly and pushes against my chest. The unexpected movement throws me off, and I fall back, catching myself on my hands. My cock slips out of her and she whips around to face me. In a hot second, she was on top of me, nearly overpowering me somehow. How can someone so tiny be so fucking strong? Shit, I think I’m in love.
“My turn, big boy.” She says, her voice soft.
She wraps her tiny hands around my throat and squeezes hard enough to cut off my airway. She holds it for a second and then sits back, my cock sliding back into her. My entire body tightens, and my eyes roll back in my head. The combination making my cock pump hard inside her.
“Ffffuuu” I gasp out, and she lets go of my throat. She locks her hands onto my shoulders and starts to bounce up and down, harnessing stability with my body to drive her thrusts harder.
I grab her hips and help her movements increase in speed. As I lift and lower, she pulls and bounces. Our bodies moving rhythmically in a tantric, sexy, nearly hateful fuck; The sweat starting to glisten across her porcelain skin.
It was right at this moment that I realized I wanted to fuck this girl, and only this girl, for the rest of my life.