He opened the door to their room and ushered Lulu inside, not bothering to turn on the lights. The room was illuminated by the fading sunset filtering in through the French doors and the fireplace Lulu had failed to notice earlier.
Mesmerized by the swirling colors in the sky, Lulu was compelled to walk to the doors, lost in the beauty just beyond. "Magnificent…" she whispered. Dante closed the door and walked to stand behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. She hummed softly and leaned into his embrace. He placed a gentle kiss against her neck and squeezed her body to his.
Lulu abruptly broke away, turning her body to face him and using her hands to pull his face down to hers. Kissing her eagerly, he walked backwards, pulling her with him, to the bench at the foot of the bed. He sat there and opened his legs so she could stand between them. She leaned down to continue kissing his lips as his hands moved along her waist and then around to her backside, squeezing and kneading her body.
Lulu stood straight and looked down at him, seeing her own hunger and need reflected in his gaze. She kicked off her shoes and he followed suit, bending for a moment to pull off his socks. Lulu's fingers expertly undid buttons on his shirt while Dante struggled to unhook the small ones on Lulu's. His hands were shaking slightly and he was about to curse in frustration when she took matters literally into her own hands. Lulu took a step back as she slowly unbuttoned her top, revealing baby blue lace covering just the bottom half of her breasts, barely concealing her pink nipples.
Wow, Dante mouthed, although inaudibly. Once unbuttoned, he took the opportunity to remove the blouse himself, sliding his hands over her shoulders and down her arms slowly until the piece of cloth was on the floor. Lulu did the same for him, gently caressing his bare chest and biceps as she slipped the shirt from his body.
Her wince when the flickering firelight danced across the scar in the center of his chest did not go unnoticed by Dante, but he took her forearms firmly in his hands and pulled her gaze away from the wound and back to his eyes. "You won't hurt me," he said, reassuring her with his confidence. Not entirely convinced, Lulu's eyes began to swim and Dante stood up, grabbing her neck with one hand and pulling her forcefully into a kiss. Her hands settled against his chest as he assaulted her mouth and then neck, his free hand sliding the clip from her hair, letting the locks cascade down her back.
Lulu's hands trailed down his chest and stomach, resting on his belt buckle. Emboldened by how he was kissing her, the feel of his tongue tasting her collarbone and shoulders, Lulu undid his belt roughly, pulling it from his slacks. Dante's hands moved up and down her torso, thumbs brushing against the sides of her breasts still trapped in lace and then back down to her waist where he searched for a zipper.
Finding it, he used one hand to slide it down slowly and then the skirt pooled at her feet, revealing panties that matched the lacy blue of her bra. While he couldn't see the back of the panties, he used his hands to determine that the lace covered little of Lulu's assets and he was thankful for it.
Even with his slacks still in place, Lulu could feel his hardness against her thigh as he pulled her body closer to his. His roaming hands were causing goosebumps to rise across her skin and Lulu had an intense desire to do the same to him. She put her hand to the front of his slacks and rubbed against him, making him groan into her neck. She could make out the shape and size of him and now only wanted to feel the smoothness she knew was there. Lulu used both her hands to unbutton and unzip, and then bent her whole body to push his pants and boxers down his legs.
Dante inhaled sharply at the sight of her below him, and shook involuntarily when her eyes widened at seeing the physical manifestation of his desire for her. She stood slowly, taking her right hand and trailing the tips of her fingers slowly down his chest, over his flat stomach, and into the silkiness below. She pulled gently at his hair there before closing her hand over him, squeezing and caressing deliberately.
Feeling like a man inflamed, Dante pushed Lulu away, turned her abruptly and then pulled her body back against him. She could feel him hard against her, but could only concentrate on the sensation for a moment before a new one overtook her. He was biting the base of her neck and his hands reached up to cup her breasts roughly. His thumbs and forefingers pinched her nipples through the lace of her bra before releasing them to slide underneath the straps on her shoulders, pulling down hastily. The tops of her breasts spilled out completely and Dante once again turned her without warning, this time to take each swell in his mouth.
Lulu shivered against him as his tongue ravaged her, his hands squeezing where his mouth was absent. Her hands reached behind him, raking down his back until reaching his perfectly toned ass. She squeezed him as roughly as he was her and felt his whole body tense into hers. His hands against her back now, he unclasped her bra and let it fall completely from her. Now he had only one obstacle left he realized.
Trailing down to her waist again, his fingers slid beneath the lace against her hips, pushing down until her panties were on her thighs. Again, he turned her so that her back was to him and resumed his seat on the bench. Lulu stared at the dancing fire as she felt, but did not see, his hands on the sides of her thighs, pulling her last bit of clothing down slowly. Once above her knees, they fell completely, revealing Lulu's naked body illuminated only by the fireplace and the faint glow of a disappearing sun. Dante kissed the small of her back, his fingertips brushing up and down her thighs gently.
"You are so unbelievably sexy," he crooned. Lulu let her head fall back, causing her hair to cascade even further down her bare back. She hugged herself as Dante's arms circled her waist, pulling her onto his lap. Leaning back again, Lulu let out a satisfied breath just below his ear.
His hands found her breasts again, but this time kneaded gently, and Lulu's body hummed against his. Slowly, one of his hands moved down her stomach and into the silkiness below, causing her to gasp quietly and involuntarily lift her hips. Dante's own hardness swelled when he felt how wet she was. He rubbed his thumb against her sensitivity and she jerked slightly, causing him to moan in satisfaction.
He kissed her neck, nibbling gently, while his finger slid inside her, reveling in the ease in which it did so. He pulled his finger almost completely out before adding a second one and pushed in hard. Lulu inhaled sharply and her body convulsed as he did it again and again, making her delirious. Again, she lifted her lips towards his ear, but this time whispered, "I want to feel you inside me. Please," she begged, sending Dante reeling.
He lifted her from his lap into a standing position and immediately followed suit, pulling her face to his in a kiss that warned of a total loss of control. She gripped his hair and pulled his body to hers as she walked backwards to the side of the bed. She collapsed on the bed first, pulling him on top of her. Dante's lips were still on hers and his hands were everywhere at once.
Lulu parted her legs enough for him to settle between them and her whole body seemed to gasp when she felt his hardness so close to her center. She could feel the moisture between her legs increase as her body prepared to have him there. In her euphoria she hadn't even considered protection. Thankfully though, Dante had stashed a condom under the pillow just above Lulu. He wasn't ready for that just yet, however.
Instead, Dante lifted himself up and onto his knees, hovering above her. He stared down at her flushed face, hair splayed above her, eyes shining in the firelight. Glorious, he thought. He hooked his hands under her arms and lifted her so that her head was resting on a pillow. She scooted up further and he resettled himself between her legs, although with his face level to her chest. He kissed along her collarbone, over the tops and in between her breasts, his tongue lighting a path downwards.
His mouth moved to the left and nibbled at her hip while his right hand moved unnoticed between her thighs. Lulu let out a surprised yelp when she felt his hand cupping her and Dante chuckled against her stomach. He was still amazed at how wet she was and felt an immense satisfaction knowing that it was him who caused it. He kissed below her bellybutton and then lower, feeling her silkiness before testing her with his tongue. Her legs tensed and he settled his whole body between her thighs, hooking her legs over his biceps and yanking her down firmly to meet his mouth.
Lulu moaned loudly this time, which only encouraged Dante. He tasted her eagerly, enjoying the feel of her muscles contracting against his lips, her thighs shaking around him. He wondered briefly if the joy he got from making her shiver could alone push him to his breaking point. He thought maybe it could.
Before he had the opportunity to test this theory however, Lulu was pulling his hair, trying to force him up, begging him to come back to her. "Dante," she pleaded, struggling to keep her voice even. "Please come here."
Hearing his name said with such desperation, he complied after giving her one last kiss between her thighs. He crawled back to her, his body flush against hers, his hands on either side of her face while his thick muscular legs settled between her long thin ones.
Lulu reached between their bodies and grasped his arousal, causing him to moan. He shook himself in an attempt to remain in control, but found that control slipping away with each stroke of her hand. He wasn't ready for this to be over and he definitely didn't want it to end before he was ever inside of her.
Grunting in defeat, Dante slid his hand beneath the pillow, coming back with a square silver wrapper. Lulu smiled, knowing his teasing was done and she would finally have what she'd been waiting for. He tore the package with his teeth and a moment later was positioning the condom over the head of his arousal. Lulu shoved his hand aside and did the honors, being sure to slide it down far more slowly than necessary. Dante bit his lower lip and his eyes met the ceiling. She's gonna kill me, he thought.
Once at the base of his length, her hand constricted slightly and Dante let out a long breath. She removed her hand and circled around to his lower back, pulling him downwards. Using one hand to hold his weight, he led himself to her entrance with the other, hesitating there. Lulu yanked him towards her again, needing to feel him, and felt relief wash over her when he began to fill her. The feeling was short-lived however, as Dante retreated back so that he was teasing her entrance again.
Aware of her frustration, he allowed himself to tease for only a few more slow thrusts before plunging completely inside her. Lulu's body shook with the ecstasy of being filled by him and her breathing increased rapidly, all the while her hands roamed from the top of his back to the tops of his thighs, squeezing and pulling impatiently. Using her cues, Dante found an easy rhythm, his body occasionally having to slow so that he stayed in control.
Lulu had long since given up on such an illusion and so allowed her body to be overtaken completely by her need to reach climax. She writhed below him and Dante could no longer prolong this. There would be time over the next day and a half to take it slow, do everything he wanted to, elicit all the reactions he needed to from her. For now, he just needed to feel her lose herself with him, preferably at the same time as him.
Dante increased his rhythm while Lulu raised her hips to meet him with each thrust. Her legs wrapped themselves around him, pulling him tighter and harder into her. Her hands ran through his hair, pushing strands from his eyes and then pulling his face to hers. His mouth covered hers and Lulu tasted him, knowing the taste of her was still on his lips, and feeling another jolt of pleasure at that realization. Her insides were pulsing with every movement of his hips, her nerve-endings on fire everywhere he touched.
He kissed her hard and again sped to the pace her body was demanding, practically begging for in fact. Lulu's breathing became ragged and her hips rose roughly to meet him and then tensed and shook. Knowing she was there, Dante too allowed himself to topple, finally giving in to his need. As Lulu cried out and her body stiffened below him, Dante thrust his last and then shook above her, moaning deeply and allowing his body its aftershocks before collapsing on top of her.
They lay there, breathing heavily while their pulses struggled to slow to a normal rhythm, wrapped in one another's embrace. Once their breathing slowed, Dante shifted to Lulu's right, pulling her with him and planting soft kisses in her hair, against her neck, and finally on her lips. She hummed against his mouth and smiled a satisfied smile. "Feel better?" she asked.
"Wow," was all he managed, tightening his hold on her.
"Agreed." Lulu propped herself up on her elbow and smiled down at Dante. His hair was a total mess, her handiwork she supposed. Still, he looked as sexy as ever, smiling up at her, his eyes as happy as she'd ever seen them. Did I do that? Lulu let her fingers caress his face lightly and he closed his eyes and hummed. Dante lifted his own hand to hold hers against his lips, gently kissing her fingertips. He raised his other hand to tuck her loose hair behind her ear, lingering behind her neck before pulling her face back to his.
Lulu's body stretched and then relaxed into him as the kiss enveloped her, sending chills back through her.
