“Fuck. No, no, no. Please go slow,” I moan loudly. I go to beg him again to go slow, but he times his thrust with the build of an orgasm. Right as one is about to break, he buries himself to the hilt in one powerful stroke. I scream into the mattress as I come. He doesn’t move for a second, but when he does, he starts relentlessly pounding into me. I return to that same constant orgasmic state.
He has one hand on the back of my neck, pressing me into the mattress, and the other tightly gripping my waist. I can feel him as he surges into my belly. “Such a tight little ass,” he growls.
“Harder, harder, please harder. Oh my God. Oh my… fuck. I’m gonna come. Oh, please,” I moan wildly.
Dante grabs me by the hair and pulls my head back as he wraps his hand around my throat. When he squeezes, my air is cut off. I don’t panic because I trust him. He is still fucking me harder and harder, and even if he was letting me breathe, I wouldn’t be able to.Stars flood my vision as another orgasm builds but he lets go right before it breaks. We both hear the front door open, and he pushes my face into the mattress as I come. He pulls me up to stand and shuts the wand off when we hear footsteps. He slows down but he doesn’t stop. I am smacking his arm but just grabs me around my elbows to pull my arms behind my back so he can rut into me without me having use of my arms anymore.
He slows down even more when Mom knocks on my door. “Ava?”
“Yeah?” I choke out.
“Can I come in?”
“No,” I say. “What do you need?” Another orgasm is building but he won’t stop. He is still pushing deep inside of me, only slower than before.”
“Where is Dante?”
“I think he went for a walk,” I lie.
“Oh… well… come talk to me later,” she says.
“Kay,” I choke out. Dante pulls me back against his chest and covers my mouth as he pinches my clit between his fingers so he can roughly roll it. I squeeze my eyes and hold my breath as an orgasm slams down on me. I am stunned when my arousal floods from my pussy and I whimper against his hand.
Mom goes into her office and shuts the door as Dante moves me to the bed. He keeps his hand over my mouth and puts most of his weight on me as he resumes fucking me as hard as he can.
My body is practically convulsing from the rapid-fire orgasms that he is pulling out of me. I don’t know how he has this kind ofeffect on me, but I don’t want to stop. I want him to keep forcefully fucking me while I fall apart for him.
When my orgasm hits me again, I drag him down with me. He bites my shoulder hard as he groans and fills me with come. “Fuck, Ava. Next time I will be fucking that throat,” he pants.
I submit my final before shutting my laptop, standing up, and putting my shoes on. Mom left about ten minutes ago, and Dante got done with his work not long after.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Dante asks when I set my purse on the couch.
“Do you still want to be married to the she-devil or do you want to be able to fuck me whenever you want?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.
“Good point. Let’s go,” he smirks.
“How do you know where she will be?” I ask as we walk to my car. I toss him the keys and we get in.
“Because I may or may not have shared the location from her phone to mine,” he laughs.
“Where is she?” I ask. He pulls out his phone and shakes his head.
“She’s driving down route 17,” he says as he backs out of the driveway.
“I thought she was going the opposite direction?”
“I thought so too,” he shrugs.
We stop, fill up the tank, and grab some snacks before getting back on the road. It’s a warm day so we have the windows down and the music turned up. I’m singing along to a song when I notice he is smiling and glancing over at me occasionally.
“What?” I ask, pausing the music.
“Nothing. It’s just nice to see you relaxed,” he says. “At home, you’re very guarded.”
“I think that’s just a reaction from living with Mom,” I say. “Can I ask you something?”
“You can.”