Die For You

Chapter 22 🌶️

As I stood in front of the full-length mirror, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of nerves and excitement coursing through my body. Dressed in a sleek and sophisticated black dress.

I took a deep breath and began to do my makeup, carefully applying each product with precision. I wanted to look flawless for this occasion, and I was determined to make a lasting impression. As I blended my eyeshadow.

Next, I moved onto my hair, carefully curling each strand to create a perfect cascade of waves. I wanted to exude confidence and elegance, and my hair was the final touch to complete my look. As I sprayed a light mist of hairspray, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride knowing that I was about to attend a dinner and probably see my mannnn thats not my men but it's okay.

As I slipped on my heels and grabbed my clutch, I made my way to my father.

I nervously followed my father through the dark alleyway, my heart racing as we approached the entrance to the secret location of the mafia meeting. We were there to meet with the powerful mafia dons who had helped me escape from the clutches of Victor bitchass, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of fear and gratitude towards them.

As we entered the dimly lit room, I couldn't help but notice the intimidating figures of the dons sitting around the large table. My eyes immediately landed on Dante, the don who had played a crucial role in my rescue. His sharp features and piercing gaze always had a way of making me feel both nervous and wet at the same time.

My father and I took our seats at the table, with Dante sitting next to me and my father opposite of me. As we began to discuss business matters, I couldn't help but steal glances at Dante, my heart fluttering every time our eyes met.

But as the conversation continued, I noticed Dante's hand slowly making its way towards me under the table. My heart raced with excitement and apprehension as his fingers slipped through my panties and began to finger me. I tried my best to not fucking moan and come on his hand, my composure and focus on the conversation, but Dante's touch was too distracting.

Dante leaned in close to me and whispered, 'Come with me.' My heart raced as I followed him out of the dining room and into the backyard. The warm breeze brushed against my skin, and the soft glow of string lights illuminated the area.

Dante led me to a secluded corner of the yard, where a plush, oversized chair was waiting for us. He sat down and motioned for me to join him. Without hesitation, I climbed onto his lap, straddling him as he wrapped his arms around my waist. Our lips met in a fiery kiss, and I could feel the heat between us intensify.

As our hands roamed over each other's bodies, the sounds of the dinner faded into the background. All that mattered was the way Dante's touch sent shivers down my spine and the way his lips trailed down my neck, leaving a trail of kisses in their wake. I let out a soft moan as his hand slipped under my dress, his fingers expertly finding their way to my most sensitive spot.

I couldn't help but let my head fall back as he continued to pleasure me with his skilled fingers. My body trembled with pleasure, and I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge. Dante's lips found mine once again, swallowing my moans as I reached my climax. "let's go upstairs angelo." he says am i a hoe bitch i don't care. I feel Dante upstairs without anyone seeing us.

Dante's bedroom was dimly lit, with candles flickering on every surface. The scent of vanilla filled the air, creating an alluring and seductive atmosphere. He turned to face me, his hand reaching out to cup my face as he leaned in for a passionate kiss. Our lips moved in perfect harmony, igniting a fire within me.

As we continued to kiss, Dante's hands roamed over my body, sending waves of pleasure through me. His touch was electric, and I couldn't get enough. I could feel his desire growing, his body pressed against mine, and I knew that I wanted him just as much.

Without breaking our kiss, Dante began to undress me, slowly and sensually. His hands explored every inch of my body, leaving a trail of heat and longing. I could feel his desire for me growing with every touch, and it only made me want him more.

Finally, we were both completely naked, our bodies entwined on the bed. Dante's lips moved from my mouth to my neck, trailing down to my chest and stopping at my breasts. He took his time,sucking every inch of my body, making me moan with pleasure.

But it wasn't enough. I needed him inside me. I needed to feel his body against mine, to become one with him. And Dante could sense it too. With one swift motion, he entered me, and I let out a gasp of pleasure.

Our bodies moved in perfect, our moans filling the room. Every touch, every kiss, every movement was pure ecstasy. I could feel myself getting lost in the moment, completely consumed by the passion between us.

As we reached the peak of pleasure, Dante's hands tightened around me, and I could feel him release inside me. It was the most intense and intimate moment I had ever experienced, and I never wanted it to end.

As we lay there, tangled in each other's arms. Till someone knocked on the door and it was a maid, she said that the dinner is about to end and he did go first and than i or it was too suspicious.