8. Chapter Eight Dante
Chapter Eight: Dante
W ithout a word, my hands moved to her waist, fingers inching under the hem of the soaked fabric that clung to her like a second skin. Pulling it down, I watched her eyes widen in surprise as they flickered between my face and my actions.
“Let’s get you cleaned up, hmm?” My voice was a half-whispered promise against her ear, my breath fanning out across her flushed skin. She nodded silently, her dark eyes reflecting a mix of anticipation and uncertainty.
As the elevator hummed its way upwards, I slid her soaked leggings down over her hips, revealing her bare skin. I could still feel the warmth radiating from between her thighs; it was an intoxicatingly erotic contrast to the cool metal of the elevator.
Running my fingers along the wet fabric, I brought my hand up to my mouth and tasted her again. A soft gasp escaped from Jade’s lips at the sight, but she made no attempt to stop me. Her breath hitched when I discarded her leggings on the elevator floor and pressed my palm against her bare flesh.
I traced my finger over her clit then grabbed the waistband of her panties.
Pulling them down, I reveled in the sight of her standing there, bare and exposed under the harsh lights of the elevator. Jade’s eyes never left mine, a hint of vulnerability flickering in their depths. It was a sight I couldn’t get enough of.
“Goddamn, you’re beautiful,” I breathed out, my voice barely a whisper as my finger traced along her slick folds. She let out a soft whimper at my touch but didn’t pull away.
“Here.” The word was a low rumble in my throat as I balled up her panties and held them out to her. Her confusion was evident, but she didn’t flinch away.
“Open up.” My command cut through the silence. She hesitated for a brief moment, her eyes darting from my hand to my face.
A blush crept up her cheeks, but she complied. As I pushed her panties into her mouth, filling the silence of the elevator with the wet sound of cloth against tongue and teeth, her eyes fluttered shut.
I watched her lips close around the fabric, sealing in her taste and scent. The sight was more erotic than any words could describe - this intelligent, beautiful woman willingly gagged on her pleasure under my command.
“Do you understand now?” My voice was a low rumble in the confined space of the elevator, my words intended for her alone. “Do you understand why I’m so obsessed with how you taste?”
She whimpered in response, her eyes wide and locked on mine as she tasted herself. She nodded and I shifted closer to her, my breath ghosting over her parted lips.
“Good girl,” I praised softly as my hand skated down her bare side, toward her stomach, then to her pretty pussy.
Her eyes fluttered closed at my touch, her breath hitching as I traced my fingers along her. I smirked, the sight of her unraveling under my touch never failing to stoke the fire within me.
As the elevator dinged, signaling our arrival to the penthouse, I removed her soaked panties from her mouth, placing it in my pocket as a memento. Her breathing was erratic, the taste and scent of herself filling her senses.
Her eyes fluttered closed at my touch, her breath hitching as I traced my fingers along her. I smirked, the sight of her unraveling under my touch never failing to stoke the fire within me.
As the elevator dinged, signaling our arrival to the penthouse, I removed her soaked panties from her mouth, placing it in my pocket as a memento. Her breathing was erratic, the taste and scent of herself filling her senses.
“You know,” I said. “I’m going to make you come again. Except this time, I’m going to be inside of you. I’m going to teach your body that the best orgasms you can ever have are while I fuck you.”
Her pupils dilated at my words, an involuntary shiver running through her. I loved it when she was restless, her body aching for release yet not quite sure how to handle the intensity of anticipation. She looked up at me.
“Let’s begin,” I murmured into her ear as the elevator doors slid open, our reflection disappearing from the mirrored surfaces. “Keep your panties in your mouth.”
Once inside the penthouse, I led Jade to the master bedroom. Her fingers lightly traced over the silk sheets, her gaze flickering over the room as if trying to memorize every detail. She jumped slightly when I closed the door behind us, pulling a chuckle from me.
I fished her phone out of my pocket. “You’re going to wait until I’m fucking you and you’re about to come,” I said. “And then you’re going to call Ellie.”
A flicker of confusion crossed her delicate features, followed by a hint of understanding. Her gaze met mine, brilliant eyes wide and alert. She shook her head, but she didn’t spit her panties out.
“You will,” I assured, voice carrying the full weight of my promise. The sound echoed off the walls of the penthouse, filling the silence that had settled between us.
Then, I reached for her, fingers weaving their way into her dark hair as I pulled her close. She didn’t resist; instead, she leaned into my grip with an unintentional sigh escaping from her lips. The soft whimper sent a jolt of satisfaction coursing through me.
“Take off your shirt,” I commanded finally. Jade hesitated for a moment, analyzing me intently before she complied.
She obeyed and the fabric of her top pooled at her feet. I watched as she stood there in the dim light, her full breasts encased in a delicate lace bra that did nothing to hide her hardened nipples. The sight of her left me with an almost painful ache between my legs, a primal urge for possession.
“Beautiful,” I whispered again, my fingers tracing the contour of her body, lingering on the swell of her breasts before moving down to caress her hips. The electrifying sensation made Jade gasp, her breath hitching as she looked up at me with wide eyes.
I noticed the faint tremble of her fingers as they reached for her bra hooks, but I stopped her with a firm grip on her wrist. “No,” I murmured, a clear directive lacing my voice as I closed the distance between us. “Let me do it.”
Her breath hitched as my fingers brushed against her back, expertly unfastening the clasp. I held her gaze captive, noticing the way her pupils dilated when I pushed the straps down her arms, baring her to my hungry eyes.
“You’re exquisite,” I breathed out, unable to keep the awe from tinging my words. My hand cupped one bare breast, thumb grazing over her hardened nipple and causing a soft moan to escape from around the fabric in her mouth.
My other hand descended lower, fingers sliding between her slick folds once more. She jerked at my touch, a whimper swallowed by her make-shift gag. Gripping her waist firmly, I drew her closer to me, pressing our bodies together.
“Remember what I told you?” I whispered into her ear - a dark promise that lingered in the air between us. Her eyes fluttered shut as she nodded slightly - she knew what was coming; the anticipation was evident in every line of tension running through her body.
“Good girl,” I murmured, my fingers dipping into her wetness as I pushed her back onto the bed. The soft gasp that slipped past the fabric in her mouth sent a thrill down my spine. Jade was putty in my hands and I fucking loved it. “Roll over. Spit them out only when you’re about to come.”
Obediently, she rolled onto her stomach, the curve of her ass tantalizingly exposed to my hungry gaze. My fingers brushed against her wetness again, sending a shudder through her. The sound she made was muffled by the panties in her mouth, but I could see from her trembling limbs just how much my touch affected her.
I marveled at the sight before me, this beautiful woman laid bare and ready for me. My hands slid up to the small of her back before trailing down to caress her curves, every dip and rise of which I was now intimately familiar with. The anticipation of what was about to unfold made my heart pound with excitement.
“I want you to remember this,” I told her, my voice a low rasp that echoed through the room. “Remember how good it feels when I touch you.” My finger slipped between her folds once more, teasing her clit in slow circles. Her body jolted beneath me, back arching off the bed but she remained silent, the gag muffling all noises.
“Tell me when you’re close,” I instructed. “Actually, don’t. I can always tell.”
My hands roamed over her, relishing the feel of her soft skin under my touch. I hooked my fingers inside her wet folds and with a swift movement, plunged them deep inside her. A choked gasp fell from her lips, her body writhing beneath me as I set a punishing pace.
“Fuck, Jade.” My voice was rough with arousal as I watched her squirm beneath me, her reactions fueling the beast within me. I could feel her tightening around my fingers, the telltale sign of her impending release. “Do you want my cock inside of you?”
She craned her neck to look at me, her eyes wide, her panties still stuffed in her mouth.
I continued the merciless pace of my fingers, watching her body quake with pleasure. She was on the brink, dangling precariously over the edge of release, yet she held back. Her eyes pleaded with me, begging for release, but she didn’t spit out her gag. Good girl.
“You want me to fuck you?” I asked again, my voice a low growl that punctuated every thrust of my fingers. Jade nodded frantically, her forehead resting on the silk sheets as she tried to meet my thrusts. I could feel her trembling under my touch, the vibrations running through me and stirring an animalistic desire.
My free hand moved to unfasten my trousers, sliding them down along with my boxers.
I pushed my cock inside of her, hard, quickly. I’d been holding back for long enough. “Fucking hell,” I groaned as I felt her tight walls clench around me. Her muffled cries only spurred me on, each thrust driving me deeper into her. The sight of my cock disappearing inside her made my heart race, a primal satisfaction taking over.
“Take it,” I commanded between grunts, my hands firmly planted on her hips to guide our rhythm. Jade whimpered beneath me, her body convulsing with every stroke. I could feel the tension coiling tighter within her, her climax just a thread pull away.
She was so close now. Just a few more thrusts and she would be there. A wicked anticipation curled within me, waiting for that moment when Jade would finally surrender to the pleasure coursing through her.
“Good girl,” I praised again when she began to tremble beneath me, my words fueling the fire burning within her. “Remember what you need to do.”
With a strangled groan, Jade spit out her panties and picked up her phone from the nightstand beside the bed.
She reached for the phone, her trembling fingers struggling to navigate the touchscreen. The ringing seemed to echo through the room, bouncing off the walls until a familiar voice filtered through.
Ellie’s voice came through almost instantly. “Jade? Why are you breathing so heavily?”
For a moment, Jade remained silent, her eyes squeezed shut as I continued my slow and merciless rhythm inside of her. The sound of Ellie’s laugh echoed from the phone, followed by her teasing, “Oh, my God, you slut!”
Jade made a small, guttural sound at the back of her throat, eyes widening as she shot me a panicked look. I smirked in response, my fingers sliding up to tease her peaked nipples. Ellie’s voice on the other end of the line faded into incomprehensible noise as Jade writhed beneath me, struggling to keep her responses muted.
“Do you want to hang up?” I teased, my voice a low rumble right against her ear. The only response she could muster was a weak shake of her head, her eyes still wide as she clung onto the phone.
Such a good girl.
I picked up my pace, sliding into her with a roughness that had her biting on her lower lip to stop herself from crying out. Her nails dug into the sheets as she fought to keep control, every thrust driving her closer to the edge yet she kept her focus on the voice at the other end of the line.
“Jade? You okay?” Ellie’s voice seeped through again, a hint of concern mingling with the amusement in her tone. Jade let out a shaky breath, nodding as if Ellie could actually see her.
“Hmm...uh huh...yes...yeah,” she managed to get out between hushed breaths. “Just got caught up in…”
I could feel Jade’s walls tightening around me again and I knew she was close - so fucking close - but I wasn’t ready for this to be over yet.
“Something, Ellie. I’ll call you back,” Jade managed, her voice strangled as she finally ended the call and tossed the phone aside with a clatter.
I smirked, pressing my lips against the nape of her neck as I murmured in her ear. “Good girl.”
Jade’s eyebrows knitted together as she whimpered, my fingers uselessly grasping for her as I made to pull out.
“Are you ready?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper as I gripped her thick thighs, flipping her onto her back and pushing back into her with a renewed ferocity. Her eyes rolled back as she let out a strangled cry.
With every thrust, I felt her unravel more beneath me. Her hands flew to my shoulders, her nails digging in deep enough to leave marks. Her body was a live wire, tension coiling tighter and tighter within her with each passing second.
I was relentless now, my hips snapping against hers with a fevered pace that left her trembling beneath me. I was acutely aware of every noise she made, every gasp, every whimper that slipped past her beautiful lips. Each sound fueled my desire, pushing me closer to the edge of my own release.
“I want you to squirt on my cock as you scream my name,”
I was relentless now, my hips snapping against hers with a fevered pace that left her trembling beneath me. I was acutely aware of every noise she made, every gasp, every whimper that slipped past her beautiful lips. Each sound fueled my desire, pushing me closer to the edge of my own release.
My fingers found her clit again, rubbing it in time with my thrusts, pushing her closer to the edge.
“Oh god...” she sighed, her voice barely a whisper as I felt her tighten around me, her breaths turning ragged.
“That’s it...” I murmured encouragingly, growing relentless in my pursuit of her climax. She was trembling beneath me, lost in the waves of ecstasy that were crashing over her.
And then, with one final thrust of my hips and a flick of my fingers against her clit, she burst into a million pieces beneath me. She cried out my name as she came hard around me, squirting all over my cock and soaking the sheets beneath us.
“Fuck... Dante!” she moaned beneath me, the sound making me swell with pride and satisfaction. Her body convulsed under mine as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her. I continued to thrust into her as she rode out her climax, spurring me closer to my own release. The tight clenching of her walls around me was too much, she was too much, and with a guttural growl, I came hard inside her. My body trembled as I emptied myself in her warmth, my head dropping to the crook of her neck as pleasure washed over me.
The room filled with our labored breaths as we slowly came down from our high. Jade’s body was limp beneath mine, twitching slightly every time I moved within her. Pulling out of her gently, I collapsed next to her on the bed, pulling her flush against my side.
She burrowed against me, her head finding its spot on my chest, her fingers tracing absent patterns on my damp skin. She looked thoroughly wrecked, hair tousled and cheeks flushed. Yet she had never looked more beautiful.
Her breath slowly started to regulate, her chest no longer heaving as wildly. Her eyes fluttered open, a look of satisfaction and a hint of shock lingering in them.
“See?” I started. “I told you. You’re not a prisoner. I’m here to keep you satisfied. You get that, right?”
She opened her mouth to answer, then shut it as she considered what I was saying.
After a moment, she nodded slowly, her fingers still sliding along the corded muscles of my abs in thoughtful patterns. Her gaze didn’t meet mine, instead lost somewhere in the middle-distance as if she was trying to piece it all together.
“Don’t think too hard about it,” I teased, nudging her with my elbow. “I know that’s probably really hard for you, but don’t.”
“Okay…so what should I think about instead?”
I furrowed my brow, unsure. “Actually,” I asked. “Is your headache gone now?”
She blinked, as if processed the question, and then smiled at me, a real, genuine smile that reached her eyes. “Yes,” she murmured, placing a soft kiss over my heart. “Yes, it’s gone.”
“There you go, see? It’s not so bad here. Right?”
She didn’t answer. But for a second, I was pretty sure she was going to say it wasn’t.