Chapters (47)
- Cover
- Content Discovery
- Dedication
- Dante Luciano
- Annie Peterson
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
- Dante
- Annie
- Dante
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- Dante
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- Dante
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- Dante
- Annie
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- Dante
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- Dante
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- Dante
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- Dante
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- Dante
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- Dante
- Annie
- Annie - 12 months later
- Do you want more?
- Also by Samantha Skye
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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.