Chapter 47: USING HIM

MIA

I was chopping onions and somehow didn't even cry.

"Hand me that?" Dante nodded at the olive oil.

I grabbed it and gave it to him, naming sure our fingers didn't even touch as he muttered thanks.

"I was thinking we could do something this weekend," he said, stirring. "Drive out somewhere and maybe get out of the city."

I paused. On a normal day I wouldn't think twice about it, but now? That was very suspicious.

"That sounds nice." I said with a smile. "Where were you thinking?"

"Somewhere with water. A lake maybe."

I paused again then, "I'd like that."

He looked at me over his shoulder with the warm expression that I had fallen in love with. I smiled then he turned back to the stove satisfied.

While we ate he talked about his day and i tried my best to act interested as I asked necessary questions, laughed when needed and smiled all through until my cheeks hurt.

He was good at reading me so I couldn't let anything slip up.

After dinner he pulled me to the couch to cuddle and I let him, trying my best not to sitffen as we watched tv but I was barely seeing anything on the screen.

I felt his thumb draw slow circles on my arm while I tried to focus on my breathing so I wouldn't melt into him.

I had to remind myself of everything he had done to me as I turned away so he wouldn't see my face.

He pressed his mouth to my hair.

Later, when the lights were off, we were in the bedroom and the apartment was quiet, he reached for me.

I let him pull me close and then he started to slide his hand under my shirt tenderly.

Inside I felt angry but I also felt need. He started kissing my neck slowly.

Fine. If he wanted to play this game, I would use him right back.

I pushed him onto his back, straddling his hips and pinned his wrists into the mattress above his head, I leaned down and kissed him hard.

I bit his lower lip hard and almost felt like biting it off but stopped myself and sucked on it while he groaned.

I could feel his cock hard beneath me, straining against his sweatpants. I deliberately ground down on it, rolling my hips in circles.

“Fuck, Mia,” he breathed against my mouth, voice wrecked.

I didn't answer as I sat up, pulling my shirt over my head and tossed it aside. My breasts spilled free, nipples already hard and I watched as his eyes Darkened with lust and adoration which made my stomach twist with more anger and unwanted love.

I lifted myself then yanked his sweatpants down to free his cock which was very hard and leaking at the top.

I wrapped my hand around it and started to stroke slowly, watching his face the whole time.

The face of a liar.

His face was filled with lust as he bit down on his lip, breathing hard and thrusting into my palm.

I leaned down, planting a kiss on the tip then sucked and he literally almost died as his eyes rolled back.

I rolled my eyes, getting up over him, rubbing the head of his cock through by fold to tease us both. I couldn't deny that I was very much attracted to him and had wonderful sex with him.

Grabbing his shoulder, I sank down at once. We both gasped as he filled me to the hilt.

I didn't give either of us time to adjust as I started riding him hard and wild, chasing my own pleasure like nothing else mattered.

My hand moved to his chest as I bounced on his cock. The wet slap of skin on skin filling the room.

“God, Mia,” he gasped, hands gripping my hips. “You feel so fucking good.”

I rode him faster, grinding my clit against his pelvis on every hit. My breasts bounced heavily with the movement. I didn’t care how I looked. I didn’t care about being pretty or soft. I used him by rolling my hips, clenching around his thick cock, taking what I wanted.

He watched me the whole time, eyes full of awe and love for the version of me I was pretending to be. His hands slid up my sides, cupping my breasts, thumbs brushing my nipples with surprising gentleness.

“You’re so beautiful like this,” he whispered, voice strained. “Taking what you need. Ride me, baby. Use me.”

His words only fueled the anger and heat twisting inside me. I leaned forward, changing the angle so his cock dragged perfectly against my g spot inside me with every thrust. I kissed him sloppily, biting his lip, sucking on his tongue while I fucked him harder.

He moaned into my mouth, hips bucking up to meet me. His hands gripped my ass, helping me move faster, but he never took control. He let me set the pace, let me use his body like a toy while he whispered sweet, tender things against my lips.

“I’ve wanted this for so long,” he groaned. “You feel like heaven around me. So tight and fucking perfect.”

I sat up again, riding him until my skin was slick with Sweat and my chest aches from the bouncing of my breasts.

I reached down and rubbed hard on my clit as pleasure started to build up.

Dante’s eyes were locked on my face, watching every expression, every moan. “That’s it, Mia. Take what you need. I’m yours.”

I rode him harder and faster, fucking the hurt out of me until my thighs burned. I rubbed my clit harder as the pleasure built higher and higher.

He must have felt me getting close. His hands tightened on my hips, but he still let me lead.

“Come for me, baby,” he whispered, voice rough with need. “I want to feel you fall apart on my cock.”

I came hard, back arching and screaming as I clenched around him. I used my last energy to keep riding him.

Dante groaned my name, hips thrusting beneath me. “Mia—fuck—”

He pulled me down into a messy, desperate kiss as he came. I felt every bit of his seed inside me. He held me tight against him, moaning into my mouth while his cock throbbed with every spurt.

We stayed locked together, breathing hard, bodies slick with sweat. He kissed me softly now, his hands stroked my back, my hair, my sides, holding me like he never wanted to let go.

“You’re mine,” he whispered against my lips, voice full of love. “All mine.”

I buried my face in his neck so he couldn’t see the storm in my eyes.

He had no idea how wrong he was.

"I love you," he said after a while into my hair.

I stayed quiet for a moment.

"I love you too," I said.

This was the first time we were both saying this to each other. Hisamrs tightened around me, cok still buried in me and I felt his seeds seep out of me gently.

After a while we pulled away and he helped me clean up then held me and fell asleep.

I listened until his breathing evened out then started to think. I had no plan or money I could access without him knowing.

My phone could be bugged so I couldn't even call anyone if I wanted to. Yuna also blocked me and I couldn't help but wonder if Dante had a hand in that.

I had to be very careful and patient.

My phone buzzed on the nightstand.

I turned my head slowly, careful not to shift his arm, and looked at the screen without picking it up.

I titled the screen towards me and saw:

“I know what you found. I can help you get out. —Lin.”