Chapter 42

Chapter 42
Dante.

Keeping my cool had never been a problem for me. No woman had neared the point of making me go crazy but this she just kept appearing into my mind driving me insane.

After the last night of giving her a good spank I couldn’t get the sound of my palm slapping against her ass out of my head. The more I heard it the more I wondered what it’s sound like if it were our bare skins against each other. 

Fuck I was a mess. 

I pumped my hands around my dick again feeling it throb violently.

My abdomen was tight, my body was so hot I could barely think straight. 

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”I groan at the second release that night. 

All for one woman who couldn’t just stop getting on my nerves. 

I cleaned off inside the bathroom and wore back my trousers but my urges were anything but gone.  

Inside the bedroom, a woman sat on top of the bed dressed in a cat costume. She looked over me, head to toe and then bit her button lips eyes gleaming in excitement. 

Disgusting. 

Her finger played its way up her ass trailing over her body then found itself into her mouth, sucking on her index.

To her it was a sexy foreplay to me it was just a silly attempt to make me aroused. 

There was only one woman who kept driving me insane without doing a single thing and it wasn’t her.
Right now, I just need someone to let loose on. 

I couldn’t remember the last time I’d brought a woman over for a good fuck, but in as much as I wanted it to be her buried inside me I couldn’t get it now and I fucking hated it. 

My cock throbbed even more and I moved, closing the distance between us. She reached for my chest, trailing her fingers over my button. 

She was about to pull the top one off when I slammed her against the bed. 

She moaned. 

They loved it rough. She recoiled in a way that her legs were now wide open giving me a view of the slit between the costume. Her pink pussy covered in hair flashed through. 

My eyes roamed over her, cock growing in my trouser as her face somehow reflected Veronicas’.

I couldn’t fucking think straight. 

When she saw I wasn’t going to touch her, her hands moved lower until they found themselves circling around her clit. 

Small moans slipped from her mouth as she massaged it. Each touch with more intensity than the last one. 

Instead of snapping my control it sounded like a cruel tone. 

Without a second thought, I drove my cock straight into her mouth stopping the noise in an instant.

She looked taken aback for a moment but quickly recovered, taking my length fully in her mouth.
But I didn’t hold back neither did I give her type to adjust, without warning I thrusted hard into her, pumping into her mouth like no tomorrow. 

I heard her gag and chock over it from the force but I didn’t budge. Shoving my cock deeper and deeper into her throat like I didn’t give a fuck because truly I didn’t. 

I continued the merciless movements. Pumping into her mouth till her eyes blurred white.

At the verge of release, I held her blonde hair up, this time pushing my cock down her throat.

“Fuck. Arghhh!”

When I pulled out, a few drops of my semen leaked out of her mouth but before they could fall she caught it with her tongue, leaking off every bit of it down to her lips.

That should have been hot. Yet somehow it didn’t do to me what it should have. 

Putting my trouser and belt back in place, I collapsed on the bed, chest heaving from the third release. 

I was still breathing hard when I felt her hand reach for pants walking it way to my belt. A mischievous gleam in her eyes, and reached for me as if she thought I’d welcome it.

The second her hand landed on my belt I grabbed her wrist firmly. 

“What do you think you are doing?” My voice came as raspy but still firm. 

Her eyes widened for a moment before being replaced by another lustful gaze.

“I want to please you sir.” She bit her lips, using her weight to press against my cock. “It’s what you paid me for.”

I felt her grind slowly under me. My pulse spiked.

“Get up. Now.”

This time she looked confused but still didn’t budge. 

“We’re done here. Up.” I added extra force not too much to make her stumble but enough to rattle her. 

She jolted, then stammered, “B-but—”
I tightened my grip on my own patience, my voice dropping even lower, deadly calm. “If you want to leave here alive then leave.” 
Her eyes widened, shock and fear mingling, as I pulled a few crumpled dollar bills from my pocket and let them fall onto her lap.
She scrambled to pick them up and left immediately.

My wind wandered back to her. All the ways I’d fuck her if she’d been the one that tried that win me. 

I reached for my phone on the bed stand, filing through my photos until I stopped at the one I needed. It was a picture of her on a Saturday evening, she was sitting against the kitchen counter in her house with a glass of water in hand. 

It was creepy, a little scary that I’d taken it but it was too damn sexy to pass on. She’d just finished watching another episode of her series and had a cute hello kitten short that flashed her ass cheeks. 

Gods, I was a doomed man. 

Her tits poked against her matched shirt just begging to be touched. I’d analyzed every detail of it but each time I looked at it my hormones went crazy. 

I was so foolish for telling her I wouldn’t touch her unless she begged for it, as much as I’d love the sight, was it really worth having blue balls for?

I sighed, realizing I was pratically day dreaming about what it’d feel like fucking a college student. 

“What have you gotten yourself into, Dante Russo?”