“Dante…” I say as my head falls back, my naked body completely open to him, as he continues to push his fingers in and out while his other hand grips onto my ass, holding me close.

“What do you want, Annie?” he asks, teasing me, smiling against my skin.

“Everything,” I moan, as my hips begin to move against his fingers, needing more.

“You’re a greedy girl this morning. By the way you are fucking my fingers, I can tell that you are hungry,” he replies, his fingers thrusting in and out in a steady rhythm as his other hand moves, and I hear the clinking of his belt. I lift my head up from my sexual haze and watch him pull out his cock. It is rock hard, standing to full attention, and he pumps it, using the same rhythm as his fingers are.

“I’m starving,” I say, needing him to know how much I want him.

"Get on your knees, Bella. Show me how hungry you are.” I don’t hesitate, sliding from his lap and positioning myself on my knees in front of his chair. My hands slide up his legs before I reach for his cock, which is throbbing in desire. I look up at him, as he leans back in his chair, openly admiring me.

Watching him, I lean down, taking the tip of him in my mouth, before circling it with my tongue, and I hear him hiss a little. I take him in a little farther, taking my time, enjoying the feel of him in my mouth, as his hand comes and rests on the back of my head, his fingers weaving into my hair.

“Fuck, Bella, you are perfect. Such a good girl…” he groans, clearly enjoying what I am doing.

I take him fully into my mouth then, swirling my tongue and sucking him as I find a rhythm, and I feel his hand on my head clench. I moan around him, feeling myself get wetter by the second.

“Fuck, Bella. Fuck, you look so beautiful with my cock down your throat.” My eyes flick back to his, and I smile around his length.

“Come up here and sit on my cock, Bella. I want you to ride me,” he demands, and I stand up and straddle him on the chair again and let him take control. He pulls me closer, until we both watch as he slides me onto him, his hands now firmly back on my ass as he fills me, the pleasurable pain making me instinctively move.

His hands guide me as I move, a little unsure at first, because having never done this before, I have no idea what I am doing. But he makes me feel so sexy that I begin to rock like I have done this for years, and by the look on his face, I am doing it right.