MasukGianna's POVDante shook his head, his jaw clenched. "I don't want to keep hurting you.""Please," I begged, rolling my hips to meet his next careful thrust. "I want more. I need more. Don't treat me like I'm fragile."His hand cupped my face gently, his thumb stroking my cheek. "You're not fragile. You're fucking incredible. But you're also mine to protect, even from myself.""Dante...""Let me take care of you," he murmured, kissing me softly. "Let me make love to you properly."His thrusts remained controlled, measured, but he angled his hips differently. Suddenly, he was hitting a spot inside me that made stars explode behind my eyes."Oh God!" I gasped, my hands flying to his shoulders. "Right there! Don't stop!""There?" he asked, hitting that spot again deliberately. "Is that what my pretty doll needs?""Yes," I moaned, pleasure flooding through me. "Yes, exactly there!"He maintained his controlled pace, but focused each thrust on that spot, and I felt the pleasure building ra
Gianna's POVTears welled in my eyes instantly."Fuck!" Dante froze immediately, his face twisted with horror and guilt. "Gianna... I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have lost control like that. I'm so sorry, pretty doll.""It... um..." I gasped, struggling to breathe through the searing pain. It was more intense than I had expected, a deep ache that radiated through my entire body and left me trembling."It's my fault. I should have known better." He kissed my forehead and my cheeks, catching my tears with his lips. "I'm so sorry. Let me make it right.""It's my fault too," I managed, my voice shaky. "I was too eager. I didn't anticipate it would hurt this much.""No." His voice was firm and soothing all at once. "I should have controlled myself. I'm your husband. It's my job to take care of you, to make this good for you."He kissed me softly and gently, his lips tender against mine. His hands moved to my breasts, caressing them with a feather-light touch that made me shiver.He wasn't movi
Gianna's POVDante stood at the edge of the bed, towering over me, his presence filling the entire room. The dim light cast a beautiful glow across his face, making him look even more commanding, more ruthless.His grey eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that made my breath hitch."Pretty doll, it's my turn to strip," he said, his voice low and rough. "While you watch."My heart hammered in my chest as he reached for the top button of his shirt.One by one, he undid each button with maddening slowness. His fingers worked down the line, revealing more skin with each flick. The fabric parted, exposing the hard planes of his chest, the defined ridges of his abs.He shrugged the shirt off his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.Scars marked his skin, telling stories of violence and survival, but they only made him more beautiful to me.My eyes dragged over every inch of exposed skin, drinking him in.He was magnificent. All hard muscle and raw masculine power.His hands moved to
Anna's POV "I'm counting on it." I hooked my thumbs in my panties, dragging them down slowly, swaying my hips as I did. I turned around, bending at the waist to slide them down my legs, giving him a perfect view of my ass and my pussy. The fabric slid down my thighs, past my knees, until I could step out of them completely. I stood before him naked, and for the first time, I wasn't shy. I was confident in my body, in the effect I had on him. I wanted to push him, to make him lose that iron control he always maintained. I slid my hand between my thighs, feeling how wet I already was. My fingers brushed my clit, and I gasped at the sensation. "What if I just..." I circled my clit slowly, watching his face. "Touch myself right here? Would you stop me?" "Fuck!" Dante was on his feet in a second, closing the distance between us. He swooped me up, throwing me over his shoulder. I gasped, then laughed as he carried me to the bed and tossed me onto it. I bounced slightly, breathless,
Gianna's POVDante's tongue traced a burning path down my throat, setting every nerve ending on fire.I gasped as his mouth moved lower, across my collarbone, then down to the swell of my breasts. Heat pooled between my thighs as his tongue circled one nipple through the fabric of my dress, teasing, tormenting."Dante..." I moaned, arching into him.His hands gripped my waist as his mouth continued its assault, his tongue hot and wet against my skin.He sucked hard through the fabric, and I cried out, my fingers tangling in his hair.The sensation was overwhelming, pleasure radiating from where his mouth worked, spreading through my entire body like wildfire.His teeth grazed the sensitive peak, sending jolts of electricity straight to my core."You taste like heaven," he murmured against my breast, his breath hot through the thin material. "I could worship these perfect tits all night."Then suddenly, he pulled away.The loss of his body against mine was instant and jarring. "No," I
Dante's POVI cupped her face in my hands, my gaze dropping to her lips.God, I'd been wanting to taste her like this for months. Wanting to claim her mouth without holding back, without any lingering doubt between us.My pulse hammered in my ears as I closed the distance.My lips crashed against hers, hungry and desperate. I kissed her like I was starving, like she was air and I'd been suffocating.Months of restraint shattered. Every night I'd lain beside her, aching to touch her, every morning I'd woken with her body pressed against mine, every stolen glance when she'd walked around in those damn nightgowns, it all erupted in this moment.She moaned into my mouth, and the sound nearly undid me.My tongue swept past her lips, tasting her, exploring her. She met me with the same hunger, her fingers digging into my shoulders.I lifted her, and her legs wrapped around my waist. My hands slid down to grip her thighs as I backed her against the wall.My mouth moved from her lips to her j
Gianna’s POV“Yeah… oh… yes… fuck… me… harder…..”The sounds of the lovers on my laptop echoed through the room, their breathless cries filling the air as the man drove into the woman again and again, each thrust sending a fiery pulse through me.The soft glow of the screen painted the room in shif
Dante’s POVMorning light streamed through the tall windows of my home office.My hands were buried deep in my pockets as I stared out at the trees swaying in the breeze.The memory of Gianna’s lips wrapped around my cock haunted me, the way she swallowed every inch of me until I was buried in the
Dante’s POVGianna nodded, her hands surprisingly eager as she reached for me. Her palm was soft, warm, almost trembling as they wrapped around my cock.I let out a groan at the sensation of her palm against my sensitive flesh. Her skin was smooth, her touch cautious, as she weighed me, like she wa
Gianna’s POVDante’s grip loosened, slow and reluctant, his palms dragging down my body like he didn’t want to let go.“Go,” he said finally, the word low and rough, like it cost him to say it.I didn’t wait. I turned and ran, pushing past stunned faces, not daring to look back.The music faded beh







