His Pollyanna
ALINA
The next morning, I woke up wrapped up in Dante's black duvets.
Fuck.
I felt so sore-- literally everywhere.
The rays of the sunlight seeped into the room feeling it with their warmth whilst I still tried to adjust my vision.
Once everything stopped being blurry, I realised Dante wasn't lying next to me.
The hell! Where did he go off to now?
I was expecting to meet him lying by my side, admiring my sleeping form.
I sounded really silly once I realised what I was thinking and blushed at myself.
Love was making me go nuts.
I still can't believe I actually had sex with Dante last night.
We made love. I surrendered my body to him and he gave me such an exhilarating experience.
He kept to his word and my first time a blast.
Just the thought of it got my thighs clenching. I had been living with sex demon and I didn't even realise it.
Fuck. What is this man doing to me?
Quickly, I stood up with beaming smiles and headed towards the bathroom to freshen up.
Minutes later, I meandered out with just my bathroom robe being the only fabric on my body.
The door slowly pushed open. Dante walked inside, startling me.
I thought he must have left for some important deadly mafia issues.
He was on a tank top and sweat pants. His black hair was packed but a little dishevelled which made him look sinfully hot.
His muscles stood out, taunt and broad.
Oh heavens.
Just by looking at this man was so seducing and arousing
"Stop drooling over me Alina. If you keep on staring at me like that I might just have to fuck you again now"Dante cheekily told me as he leaned on the door with his arms crossed over his chest.
I closed my slightly parted lips immediately. I didn't even realise that I was gawking at him with my lips hanging open.
"You flatter yourself way too much " I replied trying to mask a stoic expression.
His rich laughter filled the room as he pulled of his tank top.
I kept on looking at him hungrily, my eyes watching his every movement while he was taking his tank top off.
My eyes landed on his sculpted, chiselled abs and I suddenly had the urge to relish the feel of his skin on mine.
When I noticed he was about looking my way, I quickly averted my gaze nervously.
He strode towards me and his eyes fed on my body which got me tingling on the inside.
"What?"I asked with a million butterflies fluttering within me.
"You look so hot Alina. I definitely can't resist fucking you again"he replied sultrily.
Before I could even reply, Dante hauled me against himself.
"Dante...." I chortled
He licked his bottom lip slowly and sensually, "I want to be buried deep inside you once more"
As quickly the words left his mouth, Dante pressed his lips on to mine.
I wrapped my hands around his neck and he pushed my body more further into his.
His tongue sought to taste every inch of my lips. It sucked on my tongue, dominated me and filled my mouth.
I let out an airily moan into the kiss as Dante continued plundering my lips with his. I could feel the lust and craving pulsating through the burning kiss.
It was rough, dominating, hot and sensual.
In a flick, Dante gripped on to my thighs and I took the hint, wrapping my legs around his waist.
With a sharp pivot, he had me against the wall.
I shuddered, trying to stifle the sounds of pleasure from seeping into our kiss but I failed woefully.
Dante kissed me like a starved hungry beast, feeding on my lips with his hands tightly pressing on my ass through the robe.
Fuck. We just had sex last night. Can I handle yet another round of his endless thrustings?
I still felt very much sore but a burning sensation rocked my pussy.
Dante could never get enough.
He pulled me away from the walls for a moment, before roughly pushing me on it once more.
I quivered feeling his dick placed right underneath my area.
A wet pool had already formed around my vulva.
I didn't have time to stop or breath my own air.
He was sucking my air out and giving me his to breathe in.
I at once pulled out begrudgingly, trying to catch my unsteady breaths.
"Dante...calm... down please" I panted, gasping for air.
I had no clue if he heard me. He was nuzzling his lips against my neck this time, making me sink my fingers into his soft hair.
He took one of my hands and placed it right on his dick.
Oh shit.
My eyes grew wide in an instant.
He was so, so fucking hard.
"Can you feel that? Can you feel how much I want you? I can't calm down baby until I am deep inside you"he whispered against my skin.
In a fluid motion, Dante had me on the bed.
He came on top me slowly, his eyes having a devilish glint in them.
He pulled off my robe swiftly and threw it away carelessly. I couldn't even react.
A fiery lustful desire had taken control of my senses, my thoughts and my entire whole being.
I watched him go naked right in front of me and I had this sudden urge to be the one in control this time not him.
"Let me be in control Dante"the words slipped out of my mouth right before I could stop myself.
He gave me longing eyes and wrapped his large hand around my neck.
I gasped for breath.
"Are you sure principessa?"he speaks in Italian.
I nodded the best way I could whilst being choked. He gave me a mischievous grin and rolled over.
I leaned over him and took his earlobe in my mouth, gently nibbling on it. A husky groan left his lips.
I had no idea what I was doing but there was no harm experimenting.
I wanted to see how much of an influence I had over him on bed.
I centered myself around his cock, guiding his tip to my entrace and he watched me with pleasure as I sank myself into his base, shuddering.
"Fanculo. Voglio te cucciola"
I watched Dante groan in Italian as he closed his eyes, gripping on to my waist. He buckled his hips up to get deeper inside me.
When we had sex, it seemed he would always forget how to speak English and switch over to sultry words in Italian.
Nevertheless I loved how he was struggling to control his groans as I was buried deep inside him.
I immediately latched my hands on his shoulders and leaned down, locking our lips and slowly riding him.
I myself was so lost in this sea of desires. I had already started moaning into our kiss once more.
Feeling his hard rock dick so deep inside me set me aflame with arousal and I picked up my pace.
We both moved together in immensed pleasure, our skin smacking at contact.
I rode him off as his breathing became low and rugged, filling the entire room.
"La mia fottuta troia" Dante sultrily said, grabbing onto my fingers and interlocking with them.
In an instant, I felt my walls clench around him.
"Cum for daddy. Dolce figa" he ordered huskily.
"Dante!"I screamed out in bliss as I felt my body convulsed and my juices flowed onto him with my walls tightening around his cock.
Dante immedately flipped me over so that I was now on my back and at once began hitting me from behind.
He pounded into me hard, giving me sweet, painful deliberate strokes. He hadn't cum yet. I felt my vision hazy and blur as he fucked me rough without giving me any breaks.
"Dante.. Oh Lord. Please..fuck...go faster" I moaned out with Dante griping on to my hairs tight. His thrusts from behind was increasing rapidly in pace and turning my insides.
"Adoro questa figa" I heard Dante gruff in Italian.
"Fuck sanity and gentle Alina. I want to fuck you so hard till just the very thought of me makes you dripping wet with those honey juices" Dante gravelly spoke while rocking my insides.
He was riding me with so much intensity whilst his free hand was placed on the arch of my back making my ass stick out more.
"Cazzo. Dolce bambola. Merda. Così bagnato"
Dante was clearly going insane with pulsating need.
He groaned breathlessly, thrusting faster and harder whilst going deeper and yet deeper with each fucking thrust.
I bit my bottom lip releasing a painful pleasurable moan, as I struggled not to pass out.
The familiar orgasmic sensation began building up within me. I couldn't contain myself any more as Dante kept on going so hard, quick and rough in his thrusts inside me.
My legs shook in ecstasy and I screamed his name out loud again, climaxing so intensely.
He still kept on thrusting in harder and yet harder even with the fact that I was cumming.
"Holy fuck"Dante practically growled as he released himself into me, his hot load mixing with mine.
He gripped on to my waist one last time and sank his cock into my throbbing entrace so hard that I moaned my loudest.
He finally let go off me and allowed me roll over.
What the hell.
He wasn't gentle at all. He fucked me like I was his whore.
We both lay breathless on the bed, perspiration forming a pattern on our bodies.
"Alina you drive me so crazy. So fucking crazy. I want to fuck you every day like this. I can never get enough of this pussy" Dante chuckled as he stood up to put on his clothes.
"Dante...I honestly enjoyed it. But I feel so...so..sore" I panted in between my words.
"We need to fuck every day so we can make babies you know" he said with a naughty smirk.
I tried to hold back my giggle but I couldn't.
"We would be leaving italy in a couple of hours baby" Dante informed me.
"Really?" I asked, shocked by the news but I wasn't sad. Though, I'll honestly miss Italy.
"Yes baby. I have a lot of work to attend to but we will defintely come back again and spend a longer vacation" Dante smiled at me.
I nodded, my smile saturating all over my face.
"Should I help you freshen up?"Dante asked with a hiked brow.
I shook my head at once. "No no please. We would end up doing more and I don't have the strength. I might pass out"
"Are you refusing me?"He said with such a serious expression making me shiver.
"Well.no..I.. it's..."I stuttered in fear.
He looked so dangerous right now.
A smile broke in his face and I heaved a sigh of relief.
"Dante stop that. Don't use that tone on me again" I whined.
He walked towards the bed and leaned in closer to me.
He propped up an arm to support his leaning frame and used the free hand to encircle around my throat.
I gasped and became doe eyed.
"Cucciola, you are the pollyanna in my darkened world" Dante rasped, his minty breath caressing my face.
"Mhmm yes"I replied in my best tone whilst trying to maintain a clear head. Everything this man did was just so arousing.
His grip on my throat tightened and I could feel myself passing out.
His rich voice chuckled before letting go of my throat.
"I'll be waiting for you downstairs my goddess" Dante told me as he put on his tank top.
He walked out but not before giving me a wink.
