Page 129 of Enforcer

Waking up with Alyssa in my arms is the sweetest reward for a game won. Even if it took time for her to come around, I’ve always told her I’d wait and wear her down. My morning wood presses into her ass as she wiggles and stretches.

When she rolls on her back, I lift my arm to allow her the space.

Her beautiful blue eyes flicker open. “Hi.”

“Hi.”

She smiles. “Last night was…”

I pop my invisible collar around my neck, and she rolls her eyes and laughs.

I laugh and nuzzle her face as my hand travels over her stomach, down beneath the covers lying at her waistline.

“Well, good morning,” she breathes, turning her face into me, lips grazing mine.

I watch her face change as I spread her pussy lips wide so I can make my way inside her body. Her mouth opens against mine, and I take the opportunity to skim my tongue inside her bottom lip.

“Dante,” she croons.

“Yes, tesoro?”

“What are you doing to me?”

“Mm, I’m pretty sure it’s self-explanatory, but if you need me to give a play-by-play…”

She giggles, ending with a gasp when I slip two fingers inside her wet heat, crooking them upward.

“Is this how it’s going to be? Is this going to be my life now?” she asks.

“Depends.”

“On?” she’s arching off the bed into my hand, putty for me to mold.

“On whether you want it to be. My goal in life is to keep you happy, tesoro. Your wish is my command.”

“Is it?” A devious look spreads across her face.

“Yes?” I ask, question laced in my tone.

“Well, in that case, I’d love to know what that beard feels like on my pussy.”

I laugh, pulling my fingers out of her and moving in between her legs as I tug the covers over my back.

Her legs fall languidly open for me, and I look up at her in the bright morning sun that tickles her skin and dances on her blonde hair.

“Dante,” she pleads, wiggling as I’ve stalled.

“Sorry. Just getting a good look at my girlfriend,” I tell her, and she pauses, looking down at me with tears brimming.

She reaches for me, and I oblige, crawling up her body.

“What is it, tesoro? Thought you wanted…”

She cuts me off with her lips crashing to mine. Her tongue parts my lips, and I meet it with my own, swallowing her moan of approval.

The head of me slides over her bare clit, and she gasps and grinds against me as the kiss grows frantic.

“I thought you...”

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