Chapter 39 First Time for Everything
Dante's POV
The soft smile on her lips was priceless. I hadn't seen such a beautiful smile in what felt like ages, I was ready to go to the moon for that smile.
"What's the condition?" I playfully asked with my two hands on either side of her waist.
She didn't respond at once, she just kept that thinking face on, still perched on top of me, straddling my hips gently with her legs at either side of me. She had her hands placed lightly on my chest to keep her from falling, at least that's what I see.
A few seconds went by and no answer came from her still. I was tempted into tickling her sides out of nowhere again. My fingers went around her ribs gently but relentlessly.
She burst out laughing. Her legs squirmed around as her entire body vibrated on me. She landed playful slaps on my chest while still spilling out giggles like a concert.
"Stop—Dante!" She managed to say between the fit of laughter.
I slowed down a bit as her eyes began to water. "You must be cooking up something real bad for me, huh?" I asked with a crazy smile across my lips.
She hadn't recovered from the fit and was still throwing soft slaps to my chest. I seized the opportunity and caught her hands mid-swing, holding them tightly together against my chest and holding her in place at once.
Then I lifted my head slightly and let the words roll off slowly. "Enough of the games, Piccola."
Before she could react, I pulled her down slowly, guiding her till our lips met. She kissed back, not trying to pull away and I too kissed her gently at first, savoring the taste of her sweet, familiar lips.
I let go of her hands and let mine slide down to her ass, squeezing them firmly and pulling her closer to me.
She used the chance and pressed her hands to my chest, pushing herself up slightly and breaking the kiss with a smirk on her face.
She then wagged a single finger in my face from side to side. "Uh-uh."
I tried sitting up to chase after her lips again but she pressed that finger to my lips, pushing me back down easily.
I couldn't help but smirk against her touch, that's more like it. An idea flashed through my mind and without giving it much thought, I opened my mouth and took her finger in, sucking it slowly while chewing on it playfully like a baby would.
She yelped and tried to pull her finger back while still laughing, but I didn't let it go. "Hey! You wild animal. Here I was thinking ladies were supposed to be the feisty one," she added with a smirk.
I smiled widely, releasing her finger to talk. "I had to show you how it's done."
Then I lifted her up a bit, putting my hands under her thighs. She yelped again, grabbing my shoulders. "Dante!" She cried out with another laugh.
"So, what's the condition?" I asked again.
She smirked down at me. "You won't let this go, will you?" She asked with a laugh.
"Not a chance," I replied immediately with a smirk.
"Okay then. The condition is that you tell the guards to let me out from time to time," she announced.
I snorted, I should have seen that coming. "Are you planning on running away, Piccola?"
She shook her head forcefully. "No. No. No. I would just like some privacy," she remarked.
I tilted my head at her. "No one comes here, Serena. I very well instructed them not to. Not even to serve you food except when you ask for it."
She looked defeated for a second but came bouncing back. "I know. I know. But sometimes, I just need some air, an open space to think, to breathe."
I hummed thoughtfully. "Okay. Granted," I replied with a smile.
"Really?" She asked with wide eyes.
"Yeah sure. But they'll be eyes on you the whole way," I added.
But that didn't falter the genuine smile on her lips. "Deal," she said exaggeratedly and even stretched out her hand for a shake.
I ignored it completely and turned us over quickly, now on top and her under me. "So where were we?"
She smiled up at me with sparkling eyes. "Uhm... I think the point where you make me cum at your will."
I shook my head slowly. "Not this time."
I leaned down and kissed her deeply. Slow, letting out tongues tangle lazily around each other. My hands roamed her sides, tracing her soft skin from her chest to her tits and to her back.
"I'm going to treat you well today," I whispered against her lips.
I stepped back slowly and kissed down her neck, then to her collarbone and down to her breasts. Then I picked one, sucking on the nipple slowly, circling it with my tongue as my hand squeezed the other gently.
"Urgh," she moaned, lifting her hands to my head as her fingers pulled at my hair.
I went lower again, now kissing her tummy, then her hips, spreading her legs wide at the same time before settling my head between them.
"You are beautiful," I murmured, fanning her pussy with hot air.
She shook under my grip and I dove right in with my tongue, licking slowly from bottom to top. She gasped, vibrating from her hips while I focused on her clit, running gentle circles around it and sucking lightly.
My fingers joined the party, one, then two, penetrating her and curling inside, stroking that perfect spot.
"Dante..." She croaked out in a needy voice.
I kept it steady, building her up with no rush whatsoever. Then gently increased the pace with my tongue, matching it with my fingers. She got sloppier down there as her body trembled under my charge. Her moans grew louder as her hands pulled the sheets.
"Don't stop—please..."
I didn't and I knew she didn't want me to either. I gave her a few more shots before she released heavily on my fingers. She cried out as her walls shook against my fingers and I licked her through it, taking pleasure in every shiver.
I crawled back up and kissed her lips again, letting her taste herself. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me close. "I need you," she whispered.
I concurred immediately, positioning myself and sliding in slowly, inch by inch. We both groaned at the tight and perfect fit, like we were made for each other.
I picked up the pace with each thrust while still careful not to go full digging on her. I kissed her the whole time, soft and passionate, letting out tongues tangle. Our hands intertwined above her head.
"Faster?" She breathed out against my lips.
I shook my head. "No. Feel every bit."
I maintained the pace, passionate with no rush, just us connecting.
She came first again with a soft cry, arching her body up and I followed afterwards, thrusting deep one more time and spilling inside her with a groan.
I poured everything into her, holding tight all along as the moment couldn't feel any better. Then we collapsed beside each other, panting hard from the experience.
I pulled her to myself with my arms around her and her head on my chest. We remained in that position for I don't know how long and honestly, I didn't care. I loved every moment of it, hands the best I've had in ages and the first of its kind with anyone.
Minutes passed and we got up together, heading over to the shower and showering together. We got out together and began our separate towelling, I with a spare towel.
I watched her with a towel wrapped low, while applying cream to her arms. I couldn't help it and stepped behind in just boxers, hugging her from her waist while kissing her neck softly.
She groaned playfully. "Not again."
I laughed low before the smile dropped as my eyes caught the clock on the wall. "Yeah. We have somewhere to be," I said distantly.