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Chapter 3 Still Not Enough

Word Count: 1171    |    Released on: 20/09/2026

eat still pulsing around him. The night air did nothing to cool him down. His cock stayed heavy, restless,

fight him. Someone who would

the second the

he second ring, v

an

VIP. Ri

reath. "I

-

is legs spread, whiskey ignored, the hard line of his cock still pressing against

neckline plunged so deep the inner swells of her breasts shifted with every step. H

ooth beside him, th

," she said quietly. Not

n't de

saw the news. Your father ann

my league. She's a debt my father c

inful. She loved him. He had never pretended to love her

said, voice low.

ithout he

he hummed around the head, tongue pressing under the ridge the way that always made his stomach tighten. Then she sank lower, taking more until the tip nudged

he word lef

small space between the music and the curtains. Dante's fingers slid into her hair. He guided her, hips rolling up in shallow thrusts, watchi

e of her tongue. He felt the first warning

" he said, voic

-

made it thro

ed her back against the wall and kissed her hard, tasting himself on her tongue. He dragged the straps of her

ead and took one

witched to the other, sucked deep, left the skin wet and flushed. His hands cupped the heavy weight of them, thumb

nte

arching into his mouth. Only then did he spin her around, bend her over the arm of the cou

ers through her fol

steady. "Three turns each. Whoever is in control gives the or

" she w

fir

still hard and wet from

the whole time. Moan my name. Prete

et sound of them pushing inside her filled the quiet room. She started slow, just like he told her, eyes locke

ame came out sof

of her arousal thickened in the air. Her thighs trembled. She added a third finger when h

fuck...

Keep going. Let me see y

e moans grew broken, desperate, his name falling out of her again and again while she watched him

gh that her breath hitched and

gh. S

uried inside herself, ches

urn," h

"Lie back. I want your mouth on me.

onto her clit-sucking it between his lips, flicking it with the tip of his tongue, pressing flat and firm when her hips jerked. Two fingers pushed inside her and curled against

a broken cry, cunt pulsing, body arching off the couch. He kept licking through it, sl

on the inside of he

urn a

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