Submitting to My Best Friend's Dad by Scarlett Rossi
Chapter 688 -

*Caterina*

Desire flickered in the pit of my belly, only growing by the second as heated hands roamed along my feverish skin. Every part of me was in tune with him, even as he distracted me with his lips and tongue, teeth grazing on my bottom lip to allow better access.

I was helpless in his hand, just a toy for him to mold around himself and I gasped out, moaning as he just brushed his fingers over my nipples, stiff and sensitive.

It didn't take much before I was rolling in pleasure.

He knew just what to do to set me off, to rile me up until I couldn't think of anything but his body on mine, our names forgotten to the wind. He chuckled, in full control as he undid the straps on my bra, my shirt being pulled up to expose my breasts into the air.

I could feel his hard bulge underneath me as I sat on his lap and he leaned back against the armrest, giving me a lustful smirk as he expertly pulled my shirt and bra right off of my head. He leaned forward, taking the red nipple into his mouth and I groaned, pressing my hands around his head, pushing harder as he sucked and nibbled.

He circled the nib with his hot burning tongue, gently pulling with his teeth as he massaged my other breast with his hand. I was enthralled by him... his movements were slow and sure as he teased my nipples like he had all the time in the world.

It was just the two of us in our little world.

His lips pulled from my breast with a pop, and his breath was hot against my skin as he pressed kisses up my collarbone and neck, making red love bites as his one hand massaged my breast, flicking my nipple every so often. His other hand traveled down, slipping beneath the waistband of my shorts, and I gave an unsteady shiver as his fingers teased me over my panties.

I pressed down on instinct, feeling the outline of his cock through his pants, and I quivered in anticipation as his fingers dipped into me, replaceing my clit easily. He set an achingly slow pace, using only his fingers in slow circles as he drove me insane.

"Elio," I gasped as he hit a rather sensitive spot, pushing just a little harder and he quickly found my lips again, swallowing my moans as he teased me with his tongue.

It could've been minutes or hours, I didn't know, but it felt like forever as he kept me right on the edge, just mere inches from coming. I was teary-eyed, overwhelmed, and overstimulated as I clung to him, pleading in whispers until he finally grew impatient with this little dance.

He removed his hand and I whined on instinct, trying to replace his fingers with my own. I felt numb down there after being teased for so long, but Elio didn't care as he gave me a wicked smirk, grabbing my wrists in his hands and pushing me from on his lap to my back on the couch.

In only my soaked shorts, I was half-delirious, feverish, and trembling and I could see the delight, the lust in his eyes as he brought me to such a vulnerable state. He licked his lips, eyes flickering down as he kept my wrists gently folded in his hand.

With his other, he tugged down my shorts, discarding them on the ground somewhere and I shivered as the cold air hit my lower half, whimpering as I rubbed my thighs together, begging for any kind of stimulation. "Keep them there, just like that," Elio breathed, eyes dark with lust as I gripped the arm of the couch as tightly as I could, feeling exposed as my breasts heaved up and down with my heavy breaths.

Elio gave me a dark smirk, as wicked a demon as he kissed me bruisingly hard. He was no longer gentle, impatience having turned to neediness, and I could feel how much he wanted me as he bit my lower lip, leaving the imprint of his teeth there before moving lower.

He trailed kisses, using his tongue to make the path on my skin as he moved lower and lower and my breaths came faster and faster in anticipation.

"Elio," I whispered right as he landed on my exposed pussy.

He grabbed my ass with both hands, spreading my thighs apart so he could nestle in just the way he wanted. His shirt was undone, leaving his chest exposed and he licked his lips, eyes focused fully on what he wanted. And like the man he was, he took it.

I gasped, eyes widening in shock as he dove straight into my wet cunt, lapping up the flowing juices there and sucking on my numb clit. I trembled, pleasure hitting me more than anything I'd felt before as he devoured me.

I could hear him growing, the vibrations of his throat as he licked everything, flicking his tongue around my clit and diving into the open hole, widening it with the flat of his tongue. No part of me was left untouched, and it didn't take long before I was shaking with the full force of the orgasm approaching.

And it hit me with the force of a tsunami. I screamed, wanting to move my hips but he held me firmly in place as I held onto the couch, bucking into his mouth as he swallowed every last drop of my juices. He didn't stop even when I had collapsed back onto the couch, dripping with sweat from the heat and I watched, my heart beating faster than I could even imagine as he pulled off me with a pop.

He wiped his mouth, licking up any remaining juices from his fingers and never breaking eye contact as he did so. There was a feral, unhinged look in his eyes, one that told me I would be getting much more than I bargained for. "Elio-"

I didn't have time to say anything else as he scooped me up into his arms and I squealed, hanging onto him as he strode to the bedroom with purpose, flopping me onto the bed.

I landed on my stomach, and before I could say another word, I felt his hands on my ankles, pulling me to the edge of the bed. My knees were still shaky from the orgasm, but I went willingly, gladly as I let him pull me into position, on my knees with my ass in the air.

I heard the rest of his clothes hit the ground and I groaned in anticipation, my hole soaked and ready to be filled with his cock.

And then I felt him. The blunt head of his member slid in through my folds, replaceing just the perfect place and I moaned out in sheer relief as he finally slid in bullying the tip straight inside.

It burned, stretching around him and despite all the preparation, he was still big enough that that he had to pull out, sliding back in gently and slowly until finally with a shudder and moan from both of us, he settled his full length inside of me.

"Fucking hell, you're so tight still," Elio groaned, giving me time to adjust but all I could do was moan in response.

All real words had fled my mind, and I could only focus on the cock that had rooted inside of me.

He felt as good as always and I was helpless, my arms collapsing as I hit the bed face first, clenching the sheets with my fists. My hips pushed back on impulse, and he grabbed them immediately with a growl.

"Don't do that or I'll lose control," he warned me.

But even with only half a mind, I had never been one to follow directions.

"Then do it," I whispered back, wondering for a minute if he even heard me as it fell silent.

"You asked for it."

I screamed as he moved, pulling out of me and then thrusting all the way in with as much force as he could. I arched my back, unable to do anything but hold on as he fucked me like an animal.

Rough and hard, he murmured praises in my ears, things I couldn't even comprehend.

All I could feel was his cock as I tensed, and I came with a scream. He didn't even pause, just fucked me through it before flipping me onto my side and folding my leg over his shoulder. Over and over, I couldn't even count how many times we did it, how many times.

By the end of it though, I felt battered and exhausted, unable to even move a muscle as he finished, letting me rest on top of his chest.

With every breath, I could feel his chest moving up and down and it soon lulled me into a tired doze, my eyes shut as my heartbeat naturally slowed to match his.

I was boneless, held up by him entirely as he gently ran his fingers through my hair, a soothing motion that I couldn't help but adore with every fiber of my being. Warm and happy, there was nowhere else I would rather be, and I couldn't help but think about how lucky I was to have him.

I wasn't sure how long we lay there, simply breathing and being together, but it was heaven to me... until the loud sound of ringing hit my ears like a blaring drum. Even from all the way in the living room, I could still hear it clearly. I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut as I buried my head into Elio's arms and he laughed, his whole chest shaking with the movement.

"Make it go away," I complained. "I'm cozy."

"Sorry, sweetheart," Elio kissed the top of my head. "But duty calls. If I know Leo, and I do, he'll just keep calling until I pick up. Better to get it over with."

"Ugh, fine," I rolled off Elio, curling the blankets around my nude body and letting Elio get to his feet.

I watched him with a smirk, appreciating his naked body as he pulled pants and a shirt from the closet, dressing in clean clothes while stepping over the discarded ones on the floor.

The phone fell quiet again and we both glanced at the living room where it lay. For a moment, we held our breaths, and I hoped that Elio was wrong and they would just let it be, but in the next second, the same blaring tone rang out.

I pouted, stuffing a pillow over my head at the intrusive noise as Elio made his way into the living room. He left the door open, but the call cut off before he could answer it. Elio headed back, his white button-up hanging off his shoulders and revealing his muscled body underneath.

He took a seat on the edge of the bed, phone to his ear as he listened intently to the message the caller had left.

He frowned and turned to me with a wary look.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Something's wrong," he told me, quickly dialing Leo's number back. "The first few messages were only about how the meeting went well and they wanted to move forward with the development, and then he said something about another deal he hooked, but the last one...."

I sat up, crawling across the bed until I was right beside him. Elio glanced at me before putting the phone onto the speaker, the dialing ringing out loudly.

"Hey," Leo finally answered, sounding very unlike himself... downtrodden almost.

"What's happened? You said you found Alexi?" Elio demanded.

I jolted, wide-eyed. I hadn't heard or seen from Alexi in a while, and Elio had told me they had found no trace of him since he had rejoined Junior. "Yeah," Leo acknowledged hesitantly. "I did. We found him in one of our new commercial buildings and it... it wasn't pretty, Elio."

My heart dropped to the floor, the hair on my arms raising as I caught on to what he was implying.

"He's dead," Leo continued. "Alexi was killed and dumped for us to replace. They left us a message, Elio, and I don't think any of us like what it's saying."