He climbed into the bed, his huge, throbbing cock standing proudly, ready to claim her. She lay beneath him with a mixed expression—excitement flickering in her eyes, but fear lingering just beneath the surface.Noticing her hesitation, he paused. His gaze softened as he reached out, gently caressing her cheek. “Are you okay?” he asked, his voice low and soothing.She sucked in a shaky breath, her hazy eyes locking onto his, filled with uncertainty. Her fingers nervously gripped the sheets as she struggled to put her feelings into words.“I… I…” she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’m afraid… I might not be able to take you… or meet your expectations.”“You don’t have to worry about meeting my expectations, princess,” he murmured, his deep voice laced with reassurance. “You’ve already exceeded them.”His hand trailed down her cheek, his thumb brushing softly against her flushed skin. He gazed into her eyes, reading every flicker of uncertainty.“And as for taking me…” he
“Fuck!” he groaned, running a hand through his hair as he fought to control himself. He knew she needed a moment to recover, to bask in the bliss of her orgasm, but every fiber of his being ached to claim her again. His cock throbbed with need, still slick from her release, desperate to bury itself back inside her tight pussy. He watched her, chest rising and falling, eyes fluttering shut as she tried to catch her breath. She looked so beautiful like this—flushed, spent, and completely his. But he wasn’t done with her yet. Not even close.Biting down on his lip, he exhaled sharply, forcing himself to be patient. Just a few more moments. Then, he would have her again—spreading her legs wide, sliding deep inside her, and making her scream his name until she forgot everything except him.“Are you ready?” he asked, his voice deep and teasing. He leaned in closer, his breath warm against her skin. “Are you ready to take Daddy’s hard fuck?” he murmured, a wicked smirk playing on his lips a
Dante, had been awake for a while. He lay beside her, his head propped on one hand as he stared at her sleeping form with admiration. His dark eyes traced every inch of her face—the gentle rise and fall of her chest, the way her hair sprawled messily over the pillow, and the faint marks on her skin from where he had claimed her the night before.His mind replayed every sinful moment. The way she had moaned his name, the way her body had melted into his touch, and the way she had surrendered to him so completely. A deep satisfaction filled his chest. She was his now. Completely his. And the thought of having her like this, not just for one night but forever, sent a thrill through his veins.His stomach churned with excitement, his body already aching to reach for her again. He wanted to kiss her awake, to pull her beneath him and lose himself in her once more. But as he watched her peaceful expression, he decided against it. She looked so content, so utterly worn out from their passio
As she took her first bite, her eyes widened in surprise. The flavors exploded in her mouth—the crispy bacon was perfectly cooked, the eggs were soft and creamy, and the toast had just the right amount of butter melting into it. She chewed slowly, savoring the taste, before turning her gaze to Dante, her expression filled with curiosity.“Who taught you how to cook?” she asked, still in awe.Dante didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he simply smiled, a knowing, almost teasing smile, as he leaned back slightly and watched her eat. His deep, mesmerizing eyes never left her, following every movement of her lips as she took another bite, chewing hungrily. He didn’t need to say anything—he just wanted to watch her enjoy the meal he had prepared for her.He watched her in admiration, completely captivated by the sight before him. There was something so pure, so breathtakingly beautiful about her in this moment—sitting there in his oversized shirt, her hair still slightly messy from sleep, h
CHAPTER 53As if he could read her mind, Dante carefully set her down on the breakfast table, his hands firm yet gentle as he positioned her exactly where she had thought. The cool surface sent a slight shiver through her, but the warmth of his body pressing close quickly erased it.Without breaking eye contact, he slid his hands down to her thighs, gripping them as he slowly spread her legs apart, making room for himself between them. The dominance in his actions made her breath hitch, her pulse racing in anticipation.He pulled her closer, dragging her hips toward him until there was no space left between them. She could feel the heat radiating off him, the tension between them thick. A low growl rumbled from deep within his chest as he reached for her face, his fingers tracing her jawline with agonizing slowness. His thumb brushed over her parted lips, pressing lightly, making her shudder under his touch.Her lips quivered, her breath uneven as she stared up at him, lost in the in
Dante leaned in again, pressing his lips just above her pounding heartbeat, his hands gripping her waist as if he never wanted to let her go. “You have no idea what you do to me,” he whispered against her skin before claiming her lips in another soul stealing kiss. Sophia shivered as the cool air kissed her exposed flesh, sending goosebumps across her skin. But the heat of Dante’s touch quickly replaced it, setting her body ablaze. His lips left hers, trailing hot, wet kisses down her neck, across her collarbone, and lower—until he reached the soft swell of her boobs.A low, satisfied growl rumbled from his chest as he cupped her perfect boobs in his large hands, his thumbs teasing her nipples. The contrast of his warm palms against her flushed skin sent waves of pleasure coursing through her.Sophia let out a soft, needy moan, arching her back slightly, offering herself to him. Fuck, he knows exactly how to touch me.Dante smirked against her skin, as if hearing her thoughts. His mo
Their eyes remained locked an unspoken intensity passing between them, he pushed the bathroom door with ease gently set her down, his hands lingering on her waist for a moment before he turned to fix a warm bath for her. The sound of water filling the tub echoed in the room, but Sophia wasn’t paying attention to it.Her gaze drifted downward, landing on the prominent bulge straining against his pants. A jolt of electricity shot through her body, making her core clench with need, despite her blissful exhaustion from cumming so hard in his mouth. Her breathing hitched as she licked her lips, her eyes darkening with raw desire.“Your… your cock,” she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. “It’s hard.”Dante turned back to her, a dark smirk curving his lips as he caught the way her pupils dilated with hunger. He stepped closer, his fingers grazing her chin as he tilted her face up to meet his heated stare.“Yes, princess,” he murmured, his voice deep and husky. “It’s hard—so fucking har
Her orgasm consumed her like a wildfire, scorching through every nerve, every cell, until she was nothing but pure sensation. It was as if her entire existence had led to this moment, this release, this overwhelming pleasure that shattered her completely. She had never cum this hard before—never lost herself so entirely to pleasure that her mind ceased to function.Her body trembled violently in Dante’s arms, her walls pulsing around his thick cock, milking him, desperate for more. Her breath came in sharp, uneven gasps as aftershocks wracked her frame. Time felt frozen, her mind clouded with bliss.When she finally regained control, her hazy eyes landed on Dante. He was still holding her close, his strong arms wrapped tightly around her, his cock buried deep inside her—but he wasn’t moving. His broad chest rose and fell with heavy breaths. his dark eyes locked onto her with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine. The raw hunger in his gaze was enough to make her core clench a
As his tongue explored every inch of her mouth, his hands roamed freely over her body, tracing every curve, every dip, as if memorizing her through touch. His fingers gripped her waist, pulling her closer, making her melt into him.Without breaking the kiss, Dante scooped her effortlessly into his strong arms, holding her against his chest as if she weighed nothing. He carried her with ease, his lips never leaving hers, his tongue still dominating her mouth with deep, hungry strokes.With one hand, he reached for the knob of the restaurant door, pushing it open without hesitation. He moved with purpose, heading straight for the elevator, his grip on her firm, possessive. As soon as they reached it, he pressed the button, and when the doors slid open, he stepped inside, his body never parting from hers.His fingers found the button for the last floor, pressing it quickly. The doors shut, enclosing them in their private world of heat and desire.Dante suddenly tightened his hold on her,
As soon as they reached the elegantly set table, Dante pulled out a chair for Sophia like a perfect gentleman. She smiled warmly at his gesture, her heart swelling with love. He then took his seat across from her, his intense gaze never leaving her.The moment they settled in, the chef appeared, dressed in a crisp white uniform, carrying a bottle of the finest red wine. With a graceful movement, he poured the deep crimson liquid into their glasses, the aroma filling the air. He then placed their first course on the table—a beautifully plated Caprese salad. Fresh slices of ripe tomatoes and creamy mozzarella cheese were drizzled with rich balsamic glaze, topped with fresh basil leaves.Sophia picked up her fork, still grinning from ear to ear, her excitement bubbling over. She took a bite, the combination of flavors melting on her tongue. “Mmm,” she hummed, closing her eyes for a second. “This is so good.”Dante smirked, his eyes darkening with something more than just admiration. He w
Sophia reached for the door handle, her heart fluttering with excitement, but just as she was about to open it, the door swung open from the other side.And then—everything stopped.It was as if time itself had frozen, trapping them in a moment that belonged only to them. Their eyes locked, and the air between them grew heavy with unspoken words, raw emotion, and something even deeper—something that neither of them could put into words but could feel in every inch of their being.Dante stood there, utterly still, his breath caught in his throat as he took her in. His gaze traveled slowly, drinking in every detail—her flawless red gown, the way it hugged her curves like it was made just for her, the shimmering gold jewelry that adorned her skin like delicate kisses, the way her hair was styled to perfection, framing the face he had grown obsessed with.But what truly made his chest tighten with longing was the way she was looking at him.Sophia was lost in him, drowning in the sight of
Dante led Sophia to the elevator, his hand still wrapped around hers. As the doors slid shut, soft golden lights filled the space, casting a warm glow over them. The elevator moved smoothly, ascending to the very top floor of the villa. Sophia’s heart pounded with excitement, wondering what he wanted to show her.When the doors opened, Dante guided her into a large, breathtaking room. The moment she stepped inside, her eyes widened in shock.The space before her was breathtaking. It wasn’t just a room—it was a dream closet, she thought the one in Dante’s mansion was the best but this before her only existed in movies or among royalty. The walls were lined with endless racks of designer gowns, each more stunning than the last. Silky fabrics in rich colors, intricate lace, and shimmering sequins caught the soft lighting, making the dresses look almost magical.On the far side of the room, shelves displayed an exquisite collection of high-end heels, each pair arranged perfectly. There w
Dante lay beside Sophia, his gaze tracing over her delicate features as she slept peacefully. Her chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm, her lips slightly parted, and her dark hair spread out across the pillow like a halo. She looked so soft, so utterly breathtaking, and a deep sense of possessiveness swelled in his chest.As if sensing his intense gaze, Sophia’s lashes fluttered, and slowly, her eyes opened. The moment they met Dante’s piercing stare, a small smile played on her lips.“How was your sleep?” he asked, his voice deep and velvety.Before she could answer, he leaned down, effortlessly scooping her into his arms, pulling her against his bare chest. His warmth enveloped her, and her body melted into his embrace. His lips brushed over hers in a slow, teasing kiss before trailing lower, capturing the soft skin of her neck between his teeth. A shiver ran through her, and a breathy whimper escaped her lips as his hands found her boobs, kneading them gently.“Dante,” she breath
Luca arrived at the restaurant before her, choosing a secluded table at the farthest corner of the dimly lit space. He had no interest in being seen with Lilian, and he certainly didn’t trust her enough to meet in a public place without keeping his back to the wall. His sharp eyes scanned the entrance, his fingers tapping impatiently against the table.Minutes later, the sound of clicking heels echoed through the restaurant. He didn’t need to turn around to know who it was—her presence was impossible to ignore. Lilian strutted toward him with the confidence. She wore a fitted black dress that hugged her curves perfectly, paired with red stilettos that made her legs look longer than they already were.A cocky smile played on her lips as she approached, her voice smooth and teasing.“Luca.”She stopped right in front of him, tilting her head as she looked him over.“You haven’t changed one bit. You still look the same.”Her tone was laced with amusement, but there was an underlying edge
Dante guided Sophia into the warm bath, holding her close as the soothing water enveloped them. He ran his hands over her body, massaging her tired muscles while stealing soft kisses from her lips, her shoulders, and the delicate curve of her neck. Every now and then, he couldn’t resist giving her ass a playful spank, grinning at the way she gasped and squirmed against him.He was still hard, still aching for her, but he could see the exhaustion settling in her features. She had already given him everything, surrendering to pleasure over and over again, and he knew she needed rest. Even as his body craved another round, he chose to take care of her instead.Once they finished bathing, Dante stepped out first, grabbing a plush towel and wrapping it securely around his waist. He reached for another towel, gently drying Sophia’s damp skin before slipping a silk robe over her shoulders, making sure she was warm and comfortable.Lifting her effortlessly into his arms, he carried her back
Her orgasm consumed her like a wildfire, scorching through every nerve, every cell, until she was nothing but pure sensation. It was as if her entire existence had led to this moment, this release, this overwhelming pleasure that shattered her completely. She had never cum this hard before—never lost herself so entirely to pleasure that her mind ceased to function.Her body trembled violently in Dante’s arms, her walls pulsing around his thick cock, milking him, desperate for more. Her breath came in sharp, uneven gasps as aftershocks wracked her frame. Time felt frozen, her mind clouded with bliss.When she finally regained control, her hazy eyes landed on Dante. He was still holding her close, his strong arms wrapped tightly around her, his cock buried deep inside her—but he wasn’t moving. His broad chest rose and fell with heavy breaths. his dark eyes locked onto her with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine. The raw hunger in his gaze was enough to make her core clench a
Their eyes remained locked an unspoken intensity passing between them, he pushed the bathroom door with ease gently set her down, his hands lingering on her waist for a moment before he turned to fix a warm bath for her. The sound of water filling the tub echoed in the room, but Sophia wasn’t paying attention to it.Her gaze drifted downward, landing on the prominent bulge straining against his pants. A jolt of electricity shot through her body, making her core clench with need, despite her blissful exhaustion from cumming so hard in his mouth. Her breathing hitched as she licked her lips, her eyes darkening with raw desire.“Your… your cock,” she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. “It’s hard.”Dante turned back to her, a dark smirk curving his lips as he caught the way her pupils dilated with hunger. He stepped closer, his fingers grazing her chin as he tilted her face up to meet his heated stare.“Yes, princess,” he murmured, his voice deep and husky. “It’s hard—so fucking har