Page 49 of Impure Love

She whimpers, her breathing quickening. "Yes," she whispers, her voice barely audible.

I circle her clit with my fingers, feeling her shiver beneath my touch. Each stroke elicits a gasp, her body responding to me despite the fear and confusion in her eyes.

"Say it." I say, my voice a possessive growl.

"I'm yours," she cries without prompting, her voice trembling.

I increase the pressure, watching her face contort with pleasure. Her breaths come faster, each one a testament to my control over her. The power I hold in this moment is intoxicating.

"Good girl," I murmur, savoring her submission. "Now, get up." She moves over and I stand, undressing quickly, my eyes never leaving hers.

She watches, her breath hitching as each piece of clothing hits the floor. I sit back on the edge of the bed, naked, my cockalready hard and ready. I pull her towards me, wrapping her legs around my waist. Her pussy, dripping and hot, slicks against my shaft.

"Fuck," I murmur, watching as she sharply inhales, her eyes widening at the contact. I grasp her tightly by the hair, pulling her head back to expose her neck. Leaning in, I guide my nose along her skin, humming in approval as she squirms in my lap. Her scent, a mix of fear and arousal, is intoxicating.

"You feel that?" I ask, tilting my hips up, my cock sliding against her wetness. "That's what you do to me."

I tilt my hips again, this time pressing harder, the head of my cock pushing against her entrance. She gasps, her nails digging into my skin. I can feel her heart racing, her body tense with anticipation.

"You want this, don't you?" I growl, my voice low and demanding. "You want me to fuck you, to claim you."

She nods, a small, desperate movement. "Yes," she breathes out, her eyes locked onto mine.

I smirk, satisfied with her submission. With one hard thrust, I slip my cock inside her, filling her completely. She cries out, her body arching against mine. I hold her there, my grip on her hair unyielding, as I begin to move, setting a relentless pace that leaves her gasping for breath.

I flip her onto her back, the mattress barely containing the force. Her eyes widen, but I don't give her time to react. I slam into her, feeling her tighten around me, a groan ripping from my throat. "Fuck, you feel amazing."

She gasps, her hands fluttering up to my chest, unsure whether to push me away or pull me closer. I make the decision for her, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand. My other hand finds her tit, squeezing hard before delivering a sharp slap.

"Dante!" she cries out, arching her back, her body trembling beneath me.

"That's right, say my fucking name," I growl, my hips driving into her relentlessly. Each thrust makes her whimper, her body jolting with the force. I can feel her getting close, her pussy clenching around me.

I lean down, my mouth covering hers, swallowing her moans. My tongue invades her mouth, claiming it, owning it. I break the kiss just as she's about to come. "Don't you dare come," I warn, my voice low and dangerous. "Not until I say so."

Her eyes widen, pleading. "Please," she whimpers.

"Please what?" I taunt, slowing my thrusts, teasing her.

"Please, Dante," she begs, her voice trembling.

I grin, a dark and twisted smile. "That's better." I flip her over onto her stomach, my hand wrapping around her throat, pulling her back flush against me. My other hand slips down, finding her clit, teasing it with light strokes.

"You want to come, don't you?" I murmur in her ear, my thrusts slow and shallow, driving her crazy.

"Yes," she gasps, her body trembling with the effort to hold back.

"Beg me," I demand, my hand tightening around her throat, my fingers working her clit faster.

"Please, Dante," she pleads, her voice barely a whisper. "Please let me come."

"Not yet," I growl, my hips moving faster, my cock driving deeper. I can feel her struggling to hold herself together, her body shaking with the effort. It's fucking beautiful. "Beg me again."

"Please," she sobs, her voice breaking. "Please, Dante. Please let me come."

I grin, satisfied with her submission. "Good girl," I murmur, my hand tightening around her throat, my fingers working her clit faster and faster. "Now, come for me."

My thrusts pick up speed, each one drawing a gasp from deep within her. I can feel her tightening around me, her body responding to mine in a way that's driving me fucking insane. I'm barely holding it together, every nerve ending igniting as I circle her clit faster, finding that spot that makes her eyes roll back.

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