Always Been You

~Dante’s POV~

I don’t want to go overboard, but I just can’t keep control of myself, especially with Shin relentlessly trying to take what’s rightfully mine. I pulled away from the kiss and looked directly into her stunning eyes, searching for any sign that would indicate that I shouldn’t continue doing what I was doing, but I saw nothing. I looked around, searching for one motherfucker, and when I finally found him, he was seething with rage. I started to roll my sleeves up; I don’t care if this is his house, but I will fucking beat the living shit out of him. That idiot’s hand was dangerously close to my wife’s ass.

“Shin, if you so much as brush against my wife one more time, you will deeply regret it.” I fired.

“Dante.” As I turned my head to look at her, I noticed that her stunning eyes were fixed on me, and the way she spoke was extremely seductive and sensual in my ears.

“You are mine.” She didn’t say anything; she just nodded and directed my face to hers, and then we stood there staring at each other as though there were no other people in the hall.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Breath,” she said as she held my gaze. She just fucking asked me to breathe when I’m hard as hell. I don’t know how the hell I’m supposed to keep my cool when Shin wants her.

Again, I pressed my lips against hers, and this time I didn’t care who was watching; I didn’t fucking care. I just want her, and I want everyone on this fucking planet to know that she belongs to me. Mine to claim, mine to do whatever the fuck I want with her. All mine. I saw a table and hurled her up so she could sit on top of the table as I kissed her. I could hear gasps behind me, but I didn’t care. I could make out some people murmuring, “Go get a room.” I pulled away from the kiss and looked at her for a moment.

“We need a room,” I said, and she nodded. I couldn’t wait any longer, so as we exited the wedding reception, I hoisted her up on my shoulders and carried her like a bride. We couldn’t take our hands off each other. It’s confirmed that Lola and I can’t do without each other. We wasted our time trying to do the right thing by walking away from what we both knew we couldn’t walk away from. Since the moment I laid eyes on her, Lola has been mine to own.

How the fuck did I waste so much time to realize that it has been her all along? It has always been her and her alone. No one else comes close to my Lolita. She interrupted the kiss and took a few breaths before speaking.

“Put me down.” She stated while smiling. Her voice and smile sent an unknown message to my erect cock.

“Yes, ma’am.” I did as I was ordered, and Lola placed her long leg on my shoulder, displaying a shaved kitty for me to devour. She knew I couldn’t take it. I saw an open door and shoved her inside, pressing her against a wall, flinging her up, my tongue walking its way to her cunt. I could hear a shudder running down her spine, forcing me to drop a few pre-cums.

Fuck!

I cursed as I started lapping at her folds. Jesus knows how I missed this and the things I fantasized about doing for her. I now have the opportunity to do it for her. I grasped her ass for better access, but what occurred next startled me: Lola pushed me down, and I fell on a sack of cement.

Construction site? I thought, but who cares? Her pussy was now on my face. She sat on my face and began unbuttoning my pants, holding my rigid cock in her mouth as she began to suck the living daylight out of me. We were both moaning and grunting. I haven’t felt this fantastic in a long time. I have been riding solo since she came back while watching her touch herself in thoughts of me. I was close, and so was she; she started to shake on top of me, and I pressed her to my face, not wanting her to shy away from her climax; I wanted it all. I was close, too.

“Dante!” Her voice sounds like music to my ears.

“That’s it. Cum with me, sweetie.” She started to shake violently, but never did once her mouth left my cock. She kept sucking, and her juice landed right inside my mouth while I shot my load inside hers. Lola made sure she swallowed everything and cleaned me up with her tongue. She is daring, and I want her right now. I want to be inside her. We got up as we chuckled to ourselves at what we had just done inside a room that looked like it was under construction; cement was all over our clothes. She straightened her dress, and I did the same with my pants. I pulled her towards me and started kissing her again as we proceeded to our hotel room.

I don’t want this moment to end. I want it to last forever.

We got outside our suite and started looking for the card to access the suite, with my lips never leaving hers. But suddenly someone cleared their throat. Lola and I broke off the kiss, and we turned our gaze toward the person.

“Mason!” Lola shouted out.

What the fuck is he doing here? Is he following us now? And why the fuck does he look hurt that Lola and I are making out?

I switched my focus to Lola; she seemed horrified. I finally found the card to open our suite.

“Let’s head inside.” Lola couldn’t move from where she was. “Lola,” I called out.

“Dante, I can’t.” She finally found her voice, which had been gone since this guy, Mason, turned up.

“What do you mean you can’t?” I asked, and continued, “Are you fucking in love with this guy?”

“I don’t know, Dante. I am confused.”

“What!” My cock immediately went cold, and panic swept over me. What does she mean, ‘she’s confused?’ What just happened a few minutes ago meant nothing to her. I started to see red. I should fight; I should fight for my family, but I don’t even have the strength to do so. “Do you want to talk to him?” I asked with pain evident on my face, but I couldn’t show any of it to the two of them. She nodded. I eventually found the confidence to look at the guy in front of me, not missing the sneer on his face. “Take care of her,” I said as I swiped the hotel card and went inside.