Page 43 of Ruined in Vows

My breath catches. I am so wet, I should probably be embarrassed. But from the way Dante rumbles appreciatively as he kisses up my thighs to my sex, I know he likes it.

“Dante,” I whimper almost incoherently as he swipes his tongue over my clit.

“Fuck principessa, your little virgin cunt is soaked. Did the porn book turn you on or is this all for me?”

“You,” I breathe.

“Good. I want all your arousal. All your orgasms. All. Of. You.”

“You have it. I am yours,” I vow.

With one finger, he probes my entrance, circling it a couple times before slowly pushing inside me. My back arches at the intrusion. It feels so good.

“Jesus Christ, principessa. You’re so tight. Before I even think about fucking you, I will have to spend a good amount of time stretching this pussy out, for you to take me.”

He pumps in and out of me and I lose all thought, the pleasure taking over, lighting up every nerve ending.

“Spread your legs wider. I want to see every part of you on display for me,” he rumbles, and I do as he demands, opening my legs as wide as they will go. “Good girl.” Satisfaction laces his tone, and a thrill runs through me at the praise.

Dante latches onto my clit, sucking me into his mouth and tonguing the sensitive bud. I gasp in sensation overload.

With his mouth on my clit, his finger in my pussy, it’s too much but not enough at the same time. Dante was right though. Of course he was. This is better than any book I have ever read. I never want it to end. In fact, I might see if I can find the dirtiest, filthiest sex book, and give it to Dante to read just so we can act out whatever is inside.

Dante adds another finger, stretching me wider. I throw my head back, my stomach tightening, legs trembling with my impending orgasm.

“Oh God, I’m going to come,” I whimper, lucid enough to not scream and draw the attention of Nico, or worse, my papà.

“That’s it, principessa. Come in my mouth. Show me what belongs to me.”

My legs clamp around his head on their own accord, and before I can even think about what is happening, my climax hits. My body tenses with my release, before I go limp against the cushions in contented bliss.

Dante just ate me out.

Dante just gave me an orgasm.

While he was fully dressed.

And where anyone could have caught us.

Still, I can’t bring myself to care. I am floating in orgasmic ecstasy.

That is until Dante nips at my thighs, dragging me out of my trance.

“Hmm, you taste like fucking heaven,” he growls, nipping at my flesh.

“Hmm,” I hum, unable to speak.

Dante chuckles, lifting his head. His gaze locks on mine as he sucks his fingers, the ones that were just inside me, into his mouth, making a show of licking my release from them.

“You know something, principessa?”

I shake my head.

He smirks, swiping a finger up my satisfied sensitive pussy and making me jerk. “Even if we had been caught. A bullet in my head would have been worth every second of eating your cunt.”

My cheeks heat at his crass words, but I argue with his statement anyway. “Don’t be stupid. Nothing is worth your life”

Dante shakes his head, crawling up my prone body. Pressing a kiss to my lips, he whispers, “You are.”

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