Erica’s POV
He held the tie tightly. I tried to stand upright, to try and give myself a sense of control over my
own body but it was all futile. I couldn’t move my hands and Dante had used his belt to keep my
legs together.
My body was trembling in fear. My legs and skirt were soaked. My hair was a mess and my butt
throbbed pleasurable.
Was it even possible? Was it even possible to escape this?
He pulled my skirt down and tore off my thong.
I could hear him lustfully taking in my half-naked body.
“Fuck! It’s been so long since I had you, Erica. I nearly forgot how good I feel when I’m inside
you.”
His fingers continued to tease. He was playing with my body the same way a toddler would play
with food.
I could feel his every touch drenched in desire and yearning. I could feel his eyes say at me.
His lips touched the stinging parts of my butt and they sent shockwaves of pleasure rippling
through me.
I felt something soft and wet caress my clit.
“Ahhhhhnn! Dante! What…what…. ahhhnn…are you…”
“You taste wonderful, mate. Sweet and juicy, just the way I like it.
His tongue touched my clit again and my legs almost gave out.
“Feeling weak already? We have barely started yet.”
I felt him stand up and soon, some hard and hot brushed against my vulva.
“Dante, please be soft. Please be gentle with me.”
He bent over me and kissed my cheek before trailing his lips to my ears.
“With the way you have treated me,” he said huskily. “I will do no such thing.”
He slammed into me and a scream rang out.
My body gave out from that one stroke and my legs lost all stamina in them. Dante was the one
holding me up as he fucked me. Each stroke was deep and hard. My pussy clenched tightly
around his cock that my juices spilled every time he pulled out and made gushing noises when he
thrust in again.
“Erica, you are soaking like crazy. Fuck! How can you give this up? How can you throw this
pleasure to the curb?”
He raised one of my legs and placed it on the table. I was now barely standing on one while my
other was resting on the table.
His cock went harder and deeper inside of me. I screamed so loud with each stroke that someone
might have heard me.
“Too bad our doors are soundproof. I would have loved you to tell the whole world how fucking
good I make you feel.”
My body was being recked by pleasure and there was nothing that I could do about it.
My eyes became moist and tears began to flow and mix with my sweat. I was drowning in so
much pleasure that I was crying.
My moans sounded different. They were punctuated by breathy sobs as Dante continued to fuck
me.
My body tightened and my pussy gripped his cock so hard that he groaned as he pulled out
slowly.
“Fuck! You’re getting tighter! You’re about to cum for me.”
I gave a nod and didn’t dare to raise my head.
“More, Dante. I want more. Please don’t stop.”
I could only imagine the smile on his face.
“Your wish is my command, my Luna.”
He rammed into me again and I gripped the table as I moaned his name out loud. All reasoning
has eluded me. His name was the only name on my tongue, the only thing that I wanted to say.
“I’m cumming! Dante, I…ahhhhhnn!”
My juices spilled everywhere and soaked his cock. My body spasmed violently as my orgasm took
control of me.
With each contraction, I could hear Dante groan, enjoying the way pussy squeezed his cock,
taking in his hot cum as it flooded into me.
As soon as he pulled out, his juices flowed out of me. A warm creamy mess that slid down my
thighs.
I had moved and I could hear Dante panting hard.
Suddenly he grabbed the tie and forced me to turn around to look at him. I nearly tripped on my
own two feet and fell but he caught me just in time and pressed me against his naked body.
His warm cock pressed against my pussy made me giddy and electrified me.
He held me upright and I placed my hand on his chest. His heart was pounding in his chest. My
eyes met his and his expression changed instantly.
He looked cold and his eyes were darkened but he now looked at me with concern.
He moved his hand and I flinched. What was he going to do to me next?
“Calm down. Your hair is in your face.”
He brushed it away and I could see a longing in his eyes.
“I’m sorry if I was hard on you. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I didn’t mean to make you cry.”
My heart skipped a beat. The words made me feel different. Was I beginning to give in to him?
He didn’t even know that the tears were from how intense and amazing the sex was.
“Are you bruised?”
I shook my head. My mouth was still clamped shut.
He carried me up and placed me on the table and looked me over gently. I could see it in his eyes,
the care was resurfacing. What was going on?
“I think that you’re alright,” he said satisfactorily. “I got carried away and I’m sorry.”
I saw his eyes catch sight of the belt he used on me before and I could feel guilt take a new spot
in his conscience.
“I need you, Erica. I want you to be my queen, my Luna. I want to have you every day. I made a
mistake but I’m willing to change and love you properly, like I should have done six years ago.”
My heart was failing. His words were getting to me. I couldn’t cave in. Not now, not now that I
was engaged to Lorenzo. I had to stop him.
“Dante, I…”
“Please, Erica. Please take me. Let me show you how good a lover I can be. Give me a chance…”