SERENA
“I’m…” I shudder against the bench, every fiber of my body unraveling as pleasure rips through me, overtaking my senses.
“You’re coming. Come on my hand,” Dante grunts as the o****m ripples through me.
Pulling away, he stands up. Taking the same hand that was between my thighs, he brings the two fingers to my mouth.
“Open and taste yourself while watching me beat off. All while knowing that only you do this to me. Only you, Serena.”
Opening my mouth, his fingers slip inside, and his pupils dilate, the blue becoming almost black. Mewling around his fingers, I taste my arousal on them, it isn’t a bad taste, if anything, it makes me hungry for more.
Dropping my gaze to his hand, which is fisting his p***s, I suck greedily on his fingers, swirling my tongue around them, listening
