Fractured Freedom(67)
His hands held me there while he took me to the brink of orgasm fast, nipping at me and then sucking me better, like he knew exactly what I needed.
“I’m so close, Dante,” I whispered and wrapped one of my legs around his neck. My breathing had gotten louder as my muscles tightened everywhere, and my vision had tunneled.
But a gasp and a light turning on a couple of stories up in our hotel building had me freezing. Dante raised his head to smile at me. “You nervous someone’s going to catch you, Lamb?”
I lowered my leg from his neck and bit my lip before moving my arm from behind me to comb it through my wet hair. “We should probably go back to the room.”
Instead of agreeing, he tilted his head like he was questioning me. “Exploring your kinks also means the ones that make you nervous too.”
“Dante, this is illegal,” I pointed out.
He raised himself up and pulled my ass from the step so he could push two of his fingers inside me. My pussy practically sucked them in with how wet and wanting it was. “Not illegal when half of this hotel is mine. I do what I want in my pool.”
“Oh, fuck.” I dragged out the word because my hips were already rolling on his hand, my body a complete whore for this man.
“Little Lilah, I wonder how good a girl you’d be if we made someone really watch me get you off. And maybe we need to teach other lessons tonight too.”
I tried to keep from moaning and coming all over the man’s hand. I wasn’t listening to anything he said, I just nodded, hoping his thumb would find its way back to my clit.
“Leonardo, come over here,” Dante said loudly, and I practically jerked back onto the steps, but his hand followed me and pinched my clit into submission.
“What are you doing?” I said through clenched teeth, though it came out half moan.
“You want a safe word before we go further, Lamb? Because when we’re exploring kinks, I’m in charge. You submit until you can’t anymore.”
20
Voyeurism
Dante
“Elephant’s my safe word,” she whispered.
Her soft breath on mine and the way her eyes changed from heated to full of mirth in an instant had me knowing it’d be mine too. “Why? Because we can’t have an elephant in the room and enjoy ourselves?”
“Exactly.” She nodded.
I kissed her then, soft and gentle, the way I needed to right then. My mind was tumbling down the same rabbit hole of connecting with her, of wanting her, of falling in love with her. I swirled my tongue around her mouth, tasted her sweet lip gloss, and held her neck as my other hand worked her pussy. Her nails dug into my shoulders.
By the time Leonardo walked over, I’d pushed her legs apart so she was spread eagle on the first step. Then my hand inched up her stomach to her neck and pushed it down onto the curve of the cement.
“Tell Leonardo who you belong to.”
“You. Dante. I belong to you.”
“And tell him what your ass was thinking bringing another man into my hotel and into my pool.” She whimpered as I pinched her clit. “Go on, Lilah. Tell him what you could have possibly been thinking.” When I slowed my movements, she clawed at my wrist. I knew I’d have marks in the morning and smiled down at her. “You don’t answer, you don’t get to come.”
Her eyes narrowed, and she rolled her hips as she gave in to me. “Fine. I was thinking I wanted someone to fuck because I shouldn’t have been thinking about fucking you. God, I’m a slut for your hand, your cock, everything. I want you always.”
“Mm,” I hummed low. “That’s right. Such a good little slut for me, though. Look at you riding my hand like it’s the best thing you’ve had in your pussy. But we know that’s not right, huh?”
“Oh, God,” she moaned when I curled my fingers into her G-spot.
I lowered my mouth to her clit. I wanted to taste how wet she was. She drenched my face right above the water and bucked off the step as I sucked. Sweet as strawberries, and a little salty too. Her hands went to her own tits and rolled them around. Her whole body arched when I slid another finger in and let my last one probe her ass.
She couldn’t have held on to her orgasm if she tried. The picture of her hitting her high was that of a phoenix catching fire. She screamed and burst in beauty and flames for both Leonardo and me to see, soaking my face with her come. It dripped down my chin and tasted sweeter than heaven.
As her muscles relaxed, I stared up at her. She was about to shrink back; I felt her putting her walls back up immediately.
Grabbing her waist when she was so pliant made flipping her over fairly easy. I walked us deeper and deeper into the pool, until the water lapped at the middle of her waist. That would be perfect. Without saying anything, I turned her hips and then lifted her up so that they aligned right at the edge of the pool. “Bend and hold yourself over that edge, Lamb.”
She listened so well. Immediately, her ass was out for me to see, her legs and feet dangling in the water while she propped her upper half up on her elbows. I didn’t want her to have any leverage against me.
I’d take her hanging off the edge of this pool.
“Dante, I don’t think I can take anymore,” She said over her shoulder.