Chapter 43
DANTE
We're sitting in the hospital waiting room. Briar, Grace's sister, has gone into labor today. Her giant Russian husband prowls the length of the corridor. He's been pacing nonstop for the past two hours.
Grace leans her head on my shoulder.
She's been quiet and contemplative lately. I understand it, so I don't question it. She's just taking time to digest everything that happened.
"Let's get something to drink," I say, squeezing her hand in mine.
“Okay.” She stands and glances at her eldest sister, Chloe, who's asleep on her husband's shoulder.
The doctors have said that since it's Briar’s first child, it will take several more hours. We've been camped in the waiting room for the past few hours.
"I can't wait to meet the baby," Grace says, her eyes sparkling as she looks at me.
My love for this woman hits me like a punch to the gut. The intensity of my feelings for her washes over me like tidal waves every once in a while.
I check the home security feed on my phone. My sister is sound asleep in bed. The only reason I left her there is because Enzo is watching over her. I notice a movement in Ida's bedroom that makes me stop in my tracks.
"What's wrong?" Grace asks, peering over at my phone.
"There's someone in Ida's room," I say, pointing at a dark corner in her bedroom. "Right there.”
"Um, isn't that Enzo?" she asks, tilting her head at the live footage.
"Oh." I frown as I watch him sit on the edge of her bed. "Right. It is him."
"You need to relax," Grace says. "Your sister is a strong woman. She'll be fine. Not to mention, Enzo's watching over her."
A strange feeling settles in my gut. I asked Enzo to watch over Ida, but I didn’t ask him to lurk in her bedroom while she slept.
"Do you think he likes her?" I blurt out.
"Oh, he's totally smitten with her," Grace replies. "I think he stopped breathing when he first saw her."
"I don't like this," I growl.
"Aw, look at you being a protective brother," she says, pinching my cheek. "You have nothing to worry about. Enzo is a stand-up guy."
"He can also be a stand-up guy outside my sister's bedroom," I say, trying to suppress the unrest that rises inside me. "I should call him. This is beyond inappropriate."
Grace snatches my phone away.
"Let them be," she says, hiding the phone behind her back. "They'd make a cute couple. Your sister likes him, too."
"Why am I just hearing about this?" I ask. "I never would have left the two of them together if I knew."
"Dante, you need to relax," she says. “They’re both adults and are capable of making their own decisions.”
She rests a hand over my cheek as she brushes her thumb between my eyebrows, smoothening the crease there.
Her face is so close to mine. I can count every dark eyelash that surrounds her almond eyes. I see the way she blushes as I tug her closer toward me.
"I need you," I say. "Now."
Her mouth pops open. She glances over my shoulder, where her family waits.
I hold her wrist as I take her down the corridor.
When we’re out of sight, I take her to the nearest janitor's closet.
We're at a private hospital that takes very few patients, so nobody sees me as I drag my woman into the tiny room.
"On your knees, little girl," I say, unbuckling my belt. "Get it wet before I put it inside you."
She drops to her knees like a dream. And then she stares up at me, awaiting further instructions.
"Let me see those pretty tits.” I fist my cock in my hand. I stroke it a few times as I take in the sight of her on her knees with her tits out for my pleasure. "Now suck. Take it deep inside your mouth, just like I taught you."
"Okay, Daddy," she says, wrapping her hand around the base of my cock.
She licks her lips as she stares at my throbbing length. And then she wraps those pouty lips around my cock, her mouth stretching as she tries to take all of me inside her. Her hot tongue feels so fucking good cradling my cock.
"Deeper, little girl," I say, thrusting a few more inches inside her. "Inside your pretty little mouth is the only place I ever find any relief."
I hold the back of her head as I feed her more of my length. She looks up at me the entire time, her eyes so trusting that I almost feel like a bastard for doing this.
"My perfect girl," I praise her. "You're such a good whore for Daddy."
She shifts her hips on the floor. I know she's aching to have my cock inside her. I thrust inside her warm little mouth a few more times before lifting her to her feet. I spin her around.
"Hands on the wall," I say. "Show me that bratty princess ass."
I'm hypnotized by the curve of her back as she shows off for me. My wife has only gotten more dangerous with time. She learned about the power she holds over me, and she's learned how to yield it.
She gets on her tippy-toes now and shakes her ass for me, enticing me to take whatever I need from her body.
"A man can only take so much before he snaps." I drag my hand over her wet folds. "You made me sin, princess. You took me over the breaking point."
I drag the tip of my cock up and down her wet slit before plunging inside her.
Her wet little cunt is now stretched over every inch of my cock. I wrap my arm around her heavy breasts and fuck her like I'm paying for it.
"You feel so good stretched around my cock, little bird," I say, biting down on her shoulder as I pinch her nipple. "So tight and wet for me. It’s so wrong, but I love fucking you in secret places. You're such a good little girl, but your Daddy is a bad man."
I wrap my hand around her throat and push my thumb against her lips. She sucks on it as I take what I need from her.
"Daddy can't stay away," I say. "Not when you feel this good under me. That's why you belong to me now. Every inch of you is mine."
"Yours," she sighs.
I fuck her with punishing drives of my hips, nearly lifting her off her feet with every thrust. Her tits bounce from the force of it.
"Are you ready to take Daddy's come deep inside you?" I ask.
"Yes," she moans. "Please."
She arches her back even more, pleading with me to spill inside her.
"Please give it to me," she says. "I need it so bad."
I bottom out inside her, pressing my chest against her smooth back as I empty inside her. I play with her clit the whole time, making her milk me. Her pussy clenches and unclenches in a maddening way, begging to be bred.
"You're going to keep every drop inside you," I say. “You’re not allowed to wipe any of it off, princess. I like knowing that your little pussy is drenched in my come all day long."
"Okay, Daddy," she says, clenching around me once again as her release takes her under.
We're both sweaty now. The air smells like sex. I turn her around and press my lips against hers adoringly.
"I don't know how you do it," I say. "You make everything better. Even on my darkest of days, you light up my world."
We kiss until she starts shifting against me again, needing more. I take it slow this time, worshipping her like a goddess before making her come all over my cock once again. We lose track of all time until we get a phone call.
"It's Chloe," she says, pressing her hand against my chest. "Briar just had a baby girl."
She squeals and wraps her arms around me. I hold the small of her back and hold her close to me. She's my everything.
"Let's go see the baby," she says, walking to the sink in the corner to wash her hands.
As I watch her, I see the rest of my life unfolding before my eyes.
I always have.
She's the only woman I ever loved.
And I thank the stars every single day that I get to keep her.
She looks at me now.
Those eyes. They make my heart skip a beat every time. I remember the first time I saw her. I remember the way my entire life screeched to a halt that afternoon.
"It feels like my life didn't begin until I met you, Grace," I say.
“I feel the same way,” she says, getting on her tiptoes to press a kiss against my cheek.
This girl.
She’s all I need in this world.