My Addiction by Ida Gonzalez (e manga reader TXT) 📖

“Love, let's go. I need to change for dinner,” I declared, seeing a grimace on his face.

“Mmmmm that's what I wanted to talk to you about. Love, we'll leave it for tomorrow. I called my mother to let her know. I told her you are busy.”

“And why did you do that, Dante?”

“Isn't it obvious?” he raised an eyebrow.

“This,” he points to his mouth and mine. I process for a moment and it dawns on me. “Ohh, I get it!” I said, smiling.

“They'll think we beat the shit out of each other,” I burst out laughing and he does the same.

God, he is so beautiful!!! Stop it, Paula.

I moved closer to him, resting both my hands on his chest, caressing him over his soft, delicate shirt.

“Or they'll think we had an intense night,”  I said flirtatiously, wiggling my eyebrows. Dante let out a huge laugh.

“Paula, Paula, what am I going to do with you, love? “ He said without letting go of me, looking into my eyes.

“Dante?” I called out to him.

“What, love?” when he calls me “love”, I become nothing. This man has me and can have me in a thousand ways.

I bite my lip nervously, as he just watches my lips, bringing one of his hands to gently outline them.

“Will you stay with me, tonight?” I asked cheekily and he just smiled sideways. That smile provoked me too much.

He pressed me to his body again with a dark, lustful look, “And what will we do if I stay with you? “ he caressed my cheek.

“We'll do anything you want, Dante. Anything you can think of,” I caressed his hard chest this time.

He guffaws, throwing his head back. My nipples have grown hard, making my skin crawl.

“Baby, that's hot. I have so many things on my mind. Come on, let's not waste time, I need to be with you in private,” I swallowed thickly. His voice has changed to a huskier one. He opened the car door allowing me to get in. Giving my ass a light pat.

“Dante!” I exclaimed and heard a grunt in response. He walks in beside me.

“You provoke me, baby,”  he muttered.

“Me?" I play innocent, fiddling with his shirt. He makes me sit on his legs. We stare at each other. His eyes are two grey spheres that fascinate me. They have so many emotions, he doesn't need to tell me anything, with his eyes he says it all.

“We'll bring pizza first. Do you like the idea?” he spoke trying to calm that tension that formed every time we were together.

“Yes, Dante I like them,” I confessed leaving a soft kiss on his lips. I wanted to move away but he squeezed the back of my neck to deepen the kiss. Without wanting to separate we pulled away because we couldn't breathe due to lack of air.

“Look, baby, I brought you something,”  he said suddenly.

“What is it?” I asked excitedly like a little girl. He handed me a box of chocolates.

“Oh, Dante, are they for me?” I squealed excitedly.

“No, it was for Jorge but he didn't want it so I'm giving it to you,” he joked. I punched him in the arm.

“Wow, Paula, you really hit hard, small but strong,” he said, rubbing his arm.

“Very funny, Mr. De Luca,” I pouted with my lips. I heard Jorge laugh softly. I turned my face looking at him narrowing my eyes and he just cleared his throat and became very serious, keeping his eyes straight ahead.

“Thank you, love. I love chocolate but I think my sweet toothed girl is going to steal it all.”

“Oh I forgot, love. I would have brought you another one, next time.” he said

We arrived home after a moment. We brought pizza for dinner. Katy was delighted to see Dante. She asked him to stay even to sleep, to which he smiled because it was already decided that he would stay tonight. Yeah, aha, sleep Paula, to sleep. Shut up subconscious, of course just sleep. Naaa, who am I kidding. With this papacito in my bed half-naked, how could I sleep.

After laughing, telling some jokes and stories Kathy was exhausted. She had talked so much with Dante while I just watched them. I take her to her room to lie down to sleep. I gave her her medicine, placed a kiss on her forehead, and then leave, closing her door.

I head to the living room but Dante wasn't there. Mmm how weird. I go to my room, thinking he might be there and I wasn't wrong, I find him sitting on my bed.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, approaching him.

“Come here, love,” he patted his leg.

 Very obediently, my feet commanded themselves. I approached him and tried to sit on his one leg, but he turned me until I was straddling him. I felt his hard member under me and I released an involuntary moan.

We kiss passionately, not caring about the cut we both have on our lips. It hurts but what does it matter.

I started to undo his shirt slowly with his help. He does the same with my blouse, kissing my neck. He went down to my breasts. He caressed my back with both hands, until he