Page 81 of Twisted Obsession

‘Those shoes you’re wearing are such a fucking turn on, love.’

‘Please,’ I begged, as Dante lifted both of my legs and he began to caress and kiss the sensitive part behind both of my knees. And the words I had tried so hard to conjure up were lost to me on a sea of pleasure.

‘Please what?’ he teased.

‘I don’t know…’ I truthfully answered, knowing I hadn’t the experience of what I was feeling to answer.

‘Then let me worship you. I’ll get you there.’ As he spoke, I focussed once again on the ever-darkening blue of his eyes as his pupils dilated with his arousal.

With my legs beginning to shake, Dante placed them over his shoulders and pushing both of his hands under my backside, he cupped my cheeks. With his eyes still holding mine captive he lowered his face between my legs. His tongue instantly swept in between the soaking wet folds of my skin as he lapped at my pussy, feasting on the arousal my body had released for him. The moan I released reverberated around the cabin. In response to feeling so out of control of my own body, I placed a hand on my lower stomach to try and curb what was building inside me. Once again, he moved his tongue through my folds andencountered my clitoris. My hips bucked in response to meet him and sparks of sheer, unadulterated pleasure journeyed to every part of my body.

‘Oh… oh, my… Dante, Dante.’ My body shook with pleasure, and muscles I knew I’d never felt before tightened in expectation of just where he was taking me. As his tongue pushed inside of me, I was aware that my body was beginning to tremble, and my breathing was becoming shallower. What I was experiencing was the stuff I had only read and dreamt about before. And it was almost too much.

‘It’s too much,’ I voiced without thinking, looking down my body at him.

‘Giovanna, do you want me to stop?’

‘No.’ I answered him with an almost pleading tone, and I watched as the corners of his eyes creased with amusement.

‘Have you never had an orgasm, Giovanna?’

‘No.’

‘Then relax and trust me. An orgasm is intense. But we’ll take it slow. I’ve got you, my love.’ Even feeling his breath hit my sensitive flesh as he spoke was helping to carry me to a place I hadn’t been before.

No wonder Serafina has so many children.The thought hit me, followed by a small laugh. Dante watched what must have seemed like a strange reaction to him. But instead of questioning my weirdness, he carried on.

Unable to hold my head up any longer, I allowed it to sink back into the softness beneath me and I let my body follow its natural instincts. His experience showed as he lapped up and down my folds. When he thought I could cope with the intensity he circled my clitoris a few times, and my body followed his lead climbing higher and higher until my hips were bucking off the bed with the rhythm he’d created.

Just as I thought I would explode, Dante slowed, causing my body to come away from the edge of the cliff he’d taken me to, and I followed him downwards. After him doing this twice more, desperation and a feeling of hopelessness consumed me.

‘I don’t understand.’

‘You’re doing well, amore mio.’

‘What’s happening?’ I asked.

‘I’m edging you, Giovanna. When you orgasm, it will be so damned intense, every muscle you own will relax. Then I will take you as mine.’

‘Please. I need the release,’ I begged.

He nodded his acceptance of what I was asking.

‘Give me your hands.’ Dante reached up either side of my body and linked his fingers with mine. Then pulling on them, he manoeuvred me towards him, pulling me closer to his face and unable to move away. Once again, he began the relentless rhythm, but with an added speed and I knew I would be able to feel his tongue on my flesh for days. Now in his hold, I had nowhere to go as the intensity built again. My head thrashed from side to side as I mewled out his name. His expert tongue plundered and sought and took me crashing towards the edge I knew I’d seen before, the one that no longer held any apprehension for me.

‘Dante, oh, Dante,’ I cried out loudly.

Suddenly, I collided with the edge of the cliff and I went into freefall as I finally crashed over it. My body convulsed, untethered and demanding. Bright light hit the back of my eyes and my body shuddered as I rode wave after wave of pure pleasure.

Finally, I stilled. Opening my eyes, I took in the man I had loved for nearly the whole of my life, the one who completed me. His eyes held so much I couldn’t identify, so in that moment I released his hands, and opened my arms out wide for him.

He raised one amused eyebrow at me and grinned.

Not one to accept orders, Dante kissed his way up my overly sensitive body, stopping at each of the hardened buds of my nipples. Then he moved up and into my awaiting hold and lowered his mouth to mine as we sealed our unspoken thoughts with a kiss.

Chapter Fourteen

Dante

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