Page 68 of Dreadful
Fuck, you’re perfect, sweetheart. Perfect for me.
I squeeze my eyes tight.
I’m nowhere near perfect, and I’m definitely not perfect for Sever.
Swallowing back the truth, I let my body take over. His fingers knead and mold my breasts, rippling sensation down to my clit. My muscles tighten as my orgasm steadily builds. It makes me lose control, and my fingers loosen their grip on his cock. He grabs my hand and moves it to cup the back of his head instead. I latch onto his hair, threading my fingers through it, and he returns to teasing my clit.
Within a few strokes, we’re both hitting our peak. A moan vibrates behind my lips, waiting to explode with me. I meet his strokes and bring my leg back down to tighten my thighs around his cock as his thrusts grow wild. His fingers pinch my nipple hard, and he bites the sensitive scars to the point of pain. Pleasure fills every corner of my being.
I combust.
The roller coaster I was riding crashes down, and my body racks with wave after wave of pleasure. His teeth release, and he moans against my tender neck.
“Cazzo, Tallie…goddamn.”
He thrusts one last time between my thighs, and jets of warmth coat my pussy and his palm as he pulses behind me. A hot trail of his cum drips down my thigh, and he scoops it up to pool with the rest of his cum in his palm.
My body rests against his as he murmurs against my ear.
“Do you always melt when you come? Or is it only with me?”
“Only with you,” I admit with a blissful smile.
He groans as his soft, sated cock slips out from between my thighs.
Is he leaving already?
Panic shocks through me, but it disappears as his fingers spread me again. I’m so sensitive that I squirm under his touch, but he massages my breast with his other hand and rumbles against my neck.
“Shh,sarò gentile, dolcezza. I’ll be gentle.”
I relax instantly, trusting him, and he makes good on his promise as he gingerly swirls his fingers through my core and brushes his palm over my entrance. It takes a few strokes for me to realize he’s drenching my pussy with his cum, marking me, claiming me with the evidence of the blissIgave him. Pride tingles underneath my skin, and I can’t stop myself from wiggling my hips to help him.
“You’re mine,dolcezza.” He slips a cum-soaked finger into my pussy, waits for me to adjust, and then slowly adds another.
I whimper at how thick his fingers feel, but I hold my breath as he continues, “You’ll learn that soon enough. Tonight was only the beginning.”
His words fall between a threat and a promise, but his fingers begin to move, and any objections I might have had drift away.
My body tenses right back up for release, as if I’d never come down. His palm massages my overly sensitized clit, and his fingers flutter inside my channel.
“Sever.”
He licks up the side of my scar and nips my jaw. “I’m going to fuck my cum into you one day. You’ll love my cock then, like you love my fingers right now. You might pretend to hate me, but you want me as badly as I want you.”
I shake my head, and his other hand suddenly moves from my breast to turn my chin to face him. His eyes are intense as he meets my gaze.
“Say it,vipera. Say you want me as badly as I want you.”
I bite my lip, but it’s hard to remember why this is a bad idea with his fingers stroking against my inner muscles.
My body shivers, ready to come again. I cry out and give in.
“I want you…I want you as badly as you want me.”
“Good girl.” He smiles. “Now come for me,vipera.”
His fingers barely twitch again, and I ease into ecstasy again. The orgasm is softer, gentler this time, but my muscles tense and release, tense and release, over and over again until I can’t tell if this is one long, satisfying orgasm or several small ones one after the other. When my muscles finally stop contracting around him, his lips caress my cheek and down my scar.
