Back My Destiny
Chapters (47)
  1. Cover
  2. Content Discovery
  3. Dedication
  4. Dante Luciano
  5. Annie Peterson
  6. Dante
  7. Annie
  8. Dante
  9. Annie
  10. Dante
  11. Annie
  12. Dante
  13. Annie
  14. Dante
  15. Annie
  16. Dante
  17. Dante
  18. Annie
  19. Dante
  20. Annie
  21. Dante
  22. Annie
  23. Dante
  24. Annie
  25. Dante
  26. Annie
  27. Dante
  28. Annie
  29. Dante
  30. Annie
  31. Dante
  32. Annie
  33. Dante
  34. Annie
  35. Annie
  36. Dante
  37. Annie
  38. Dante
  39. Annie
  40. Dante
  41. Annie
  42. Dante
  43. Annie
  44. Annie - 12 months later
  45. Do you want more?
  46. Also by Samantha Skye
  47. About the Author

I place her onto the bed, and she immediately sits up on her knees and looks up at me. “I want to taste you now,” she says, quietly but confidently. I am jarred for a moment because she was nearly asleep in her lethargy a moment ago, and now, after weeks of looking at her perky pink lips and imagining them around my cock, my dreams may become reality.

“Little Red, you don’t—” I begin to say, but she cuts me off.

“I want to, Dante. Show me how…” There is not a red-blooded man on this earth who could deny such a request, especially when it comes from someone as sweet and perfect and naked as Little Red.

If she wants me to show her, then I will. I nod to her in response, and she sits back on her heels, waiting for me to tell her what to do.

Standing next to the bed, I grab the bottom of my top and lift it over my head, throwing it across the room. Her eyes lower, taking in my bare chest. I begin to undo my belt, all the while watching her, waiting to see if I see any hesitation. I don’t. The opposite happens, in fact, when her hands come up and take over from me, lowering my zipper. I cup her face with my hands, rubbing her jaw with my thumb, watching as she pulls down my pants. They fall to the floor, and I step out of them, now completely naked alongside her. Her eyes run down my body, and I am trying very hard to contain myself as I palm my length, feeling myself hot, solid, and heavy in my hand.

I pump my cock a few times, watching her as her eyes widen slightly before flicking back to me.

“You still want to taste me, Bella?” I ask her, my voice rough. “Do you want my cock in your pretty little mouth?”

She nods slowly. “Yes, Dante.” I don't miss the small glint in her eye, because she knows when she says my name what it does to me, and I am positive she now enjoys teasing me with it.

“Open your mouth, Annie, nice and wide,” I say as I grab the back of her head in one hand and my cock in the other. As her mouth comes closer, she licks her lips, and it is a fucking sight that I will now have engraved in my brain forever. Holding my shaft, I feed her my throbbing cock, and she takes in a little, swirling her tongue instinctively around the tip, and then backs away.

“Mmmmm,” I hear her murmur in appreciation, and I almost lose my load right there and then.

“Fuck, Bella, you like that?” I grit out. This woman has me right on the edge and doesn’t even know it.