Complete 18+ Private Another Tale of the American Dream

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The music throbbed in Rosario's ears, the air in his lungs vibrating with the beat of the all too loud music being played over the speakers by a really mediocre-at-best DJ. But no one came here for the music, or even the drinks. No, they came to watch the women on stage flaunt their bodies, and if they tossed enough green bills onto the stage, get taken to a private room where they could only look, not touch, lest they get thrown out by one of the bouncers who looked he could win a game of chicken with a freight train. Tonight, Rosario was on of those people.

Rosario couldn't even recall the last time he'd been to this club. Perhaps some time in college, when he was still a fresh-faced kid. One who'd only just started to have designs beyond the family business. He'd wanted a quiet life. Well, not exactly quiet, but one where he didn't have to install blacked out bulletproof windows in his car, and have three or four bodyguards nearby all the time.

That was why Rosario hadn't been back to the Heartbreaker in almost a decade. His father owned the club. And every time he stepped into an establishment owned by his family, he risked being pulled back into the business. Not because of his father, but because of his father's rivals. Rivals who wouldn't hesitate to try and get to his father through him. Rivals from outside the Family, and within.

Yet he was here. Pleasantly, there were some perks to being the boss' son, even if he wasn't in the game anymore. The bouncers didn't even take a second glance when skipped the line and walked in through the front door. The bartender, spotting him approaching, was already pouring out his preferred drink. By the time Rosario reached the bar, the glass was already sitting there waiting for him atop a napkin. "Grazie," Rosario said, lifting the glass to his lips and turning towards the stage to see who was performing tonight.

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"Kitten, you're late."

The voice of a stern stocky older woman spoke as Rina walked into the dressing room for the girls with a straw between her shiny pink lips. She was sucking on a strawberry milkshake from the fast food place down the street. A sweet treat to keep her energy up for the rest of her shift. She'd snuck out to say goodnight to her babies while she had a break between sets. It wasn't an uncommon thing for the single mother to do, but she could sympathize with the annoyance Babs was probably feeling.

"Sorry, Babs. Seli wasn't having it when I told her I had to go. She threw such a big fit that she passed out in my arms before I even got the chance to tuck her in."

She tucked a few of her silvery strand of hair behind her ear. A guilty look on her face as she sat down in front of her vanity to freshen up her makeup. A bit of powder and some fresh lipgloss cleaned up her look for the next performance. Her hair was a little messy, but the loose waves and wild strands added to the "bed head" vibe that she was going for.

"I get it. Even the Boss says the babies gotta come first, but you made Lala lose out on one of her regulars tonight because she had to go in your place. Be on time next time, Dolcezza (Sweetness)."

Rina nodded her head as she removed her jacket and hung it on the back of her chair revealing the transparent red lace of her outfit. The thin red heels she wore only added to the sweetness of the flowy fabric. It left nothing to the imagination and yet also conjured up so much excitement.

The tips were usually good when she played sweet on stage, like with her next performance. Still the dress was held up with a single bow in the back and once she dropped it, well the real show would start. She smiled.

"You're on in five. Be ready. I hear someone important to the Boss is here tonight too."

"Always." She smiled and walked towards the door to the backstage area.
"Tell James I want track B this time. It's been a minute since I played that one."

Babs nodded before texting the DJ with clear instructions for what to play. Damn Regret - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

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The peppy pop song came to a close as one of the other girls finished their performance with pigtails and a cheerleader outfit. It was kinda cute, but considering the blonde was probably a fresh 18 it wasn't a shocker that she would go with such playful music. Rina on the other hand had enough experience to know what a Friday night crowd would crave. Five years of this kind of work would make most nights predictable, but there were those lucky cases where her tips were double or triple what her goal was.

Tonight the digits were simply $750 - $1000. She'd already achieved about $400 of her goal during the first gig, so taking it easy with something short this time around wouldn't be so bad. She waited for the girl to finish collecting the green bills on the stage before it was cleared for her by the manager.

Then, on cue the music started. She moved with a few quick strides onto the stage. Her gaze focused on the metal pole as she grabbed it and twirled her body around with grace. She moved with the beat of the music as she wrapped her legs around it and flipped herself upside down and untied the string of her dress. The fabric falling to reveal the thin red ribbon that hid nothing and yet wrapped her up like a present.

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The first girl knelt down on stage, her slender fingers picking up the green dollar bills from the stage floor with an easy quickness. The kind of hurriedness that said she didn't need the money, but she wasn't about to leave it behind either. If Rosario had to guess, she was just a college girl looking to make some side cash, entirely unaware of who really called the shots around the club. Luckily for her, the Family still had some level of morality, and would never find herself in desperate need of turning her fun side gig into a permanent profession.

She was cute, even Rosario had to admit that, but nearing his thirties, it was almost a little uncomfortable for him to watch someone who hadn't even broken their twenties yet dance onstage. The patrons around him though seemed to have had no problem with it. If anything they were eager for more, and disappointed when she'd stepped offstage to let the next performer on. Rosario brought the glass of bourbon to his lips as he waited for the show to begin.

The music picked up again, the frenetic strumming of an electric guitar soon accompanied by the crashing of snares, drums and cymbals. Rosario recognized the song, from ages past. He'd heard it often while he'd been in college, despite it having not been popular in years. The curtains separating the back from the rest of the club start to part...

And then Rosario choked.

Violently enough that the bartender looked at him with concern as he sputtered on the bourbon. Rosario hardly even cared though, as he finally coughed out enough of the burning alcohol blocking his airways and wiped his mouth on the back of his hand. Wide eyed, Rosario stared at the silver haired woman standing on stage.

Caterina?

Rosario could hardly believe his eyes as he walked towards the stage, entranced. That couldn't be her, could it? Rosario was practically leaning on the stage, watching as the woman twirled around the metal pole, her face such a blur that it was almost impossible for him to be sure. But the glimpses he caught were almost enough to convince him.

She span and span, in time to the rhythm of the music, and Rosario's eyes followed her everywhere. Her legs rose, and she flipped herself upside down in an impressive display of grace and athleticism. But that wasn't what had Rosario's jaw practically on the floor. She'd untied her dress, the thin fabric falling away to reveal the light skin and soft curves beneath it all, barely concealed at all by red ribbons.

Yup...that was her...

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Rina moved her body with the pace of the song. With an impressive feat of core strength she pulled herself upright and twirled a few more times with the tempo. As it slowed she danced around the pole before bending forward just enough to tantalize the crowd.

Her eyes sparkled with excitement. She loved this part of performing. Captivating the gaze of those that desired her. It wasn't the same as being entranced with a lover but the rush of her blood and the pounding of her chest could almost distract her from what she really longed for.

Some nights if she did this little performance she would pick a person to unwrap her ribbons, but tonight she didn't crave it. No, something better might be waiting around the corner for her. Her gut just told her that as she scaled the pole one final time as the song was drawing to a close.

Just as quickly as she scaled the cold metal surface. She arched her back and gave it one final spin before she let herself drop down onto her knees and fall backwards with her back flat on the reflective tile of the stage. The lights swirled around her as she panted and smiled. The crowd viewing the way her chest rose and fell with each labored and excited breath.

Though her gaze focused in on one of the faces in the crowd.

The way he looked down at he with a mix of shock and awe in his expression.

His gaze was intense, like fire.

It was a familiar heat that she craved even as she rolled onto her stomach and looked up at him. A shower of green bills pouring over her figure as she sat up onto her knees and looked at him with flushed cheeks.

"Rosario..."

His name was barely a whisper off of her tongue before she was snatching up her dress and rushing off the stage back towards the girl's dressing room once more.

'I have to get out of here.'

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Words couldn't hope to describe the flood of emotions mingling in Rosario's chest. Excitement, anguish, desire, all words that paled in comparison to whatever it was that was trying to force itself out of the man's chest. There was not a shred of doubt left in his mind. That was her. Catarina.

All this time, and she'd been right under his nose, and he'd never known. Did his father? He had to, but that was a thought for another time. For now, all of Rosario's attention was firmly set on the woman dancing on the stage to her heart's content. The woman he'd once loved. The one he'd never stopped loving.

Rosario wasn't entirely sure when it'd happened, but then Catarina was lying on the stage's floor, her eyes now on him as she rolled off her back and onto her stomach. For a moment, nothing seemed to change. He was just another patron, and she was the star of the show. Then recognition flickered in her eyes, and Rosario would've sworn she'd mouthed his name before scrambling to her feet and rushing of the stage, leaving all that money behind.

"Rina! Wait!"

He moved without thinking, around the stage, towards the door leading to the back. The bouncers moved to stop him, a hand on his chest before an angry glare shocked some recognition into them and they let the boss' son in.

The girls looked at him in confusion as he moved through the back, looking for the unmistakable shock of white hair. Doors swung open as Rosario peeked into the dressing rooms looking for a woman. Only the first couple got quickly uttered apologies before Rosario tired of the act and began simply shutting the door with haste.

And then he saw her. Just a flash of snowy strands disappearing into a room. Rosario rushed after them, catching the door before it could shut and forcing himself into the room.

And there she was. His voice was little more than an exhale as he breathed her her name, "Catarina..."

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She could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she rushed to the dressing room. Her hair flying behind her as she maneuvered around the other dancers. She met the gaze of Babs as she rushed back to her dressing room. The look on her face saying it all.

He was there.

Rosario was in the same building as her for the first time in six years. She knew the chances of this happening. She had even been warned by his father. If he really wanted to find her, there would be nothing that could stop him. He had the means and the determination to get what he wanted. That was why she worked so hard to stay ahead of him in her actions and her plans. Staying close enough to know what he was doing, but undetected. For her children's safety she had to stay close to the family...but not Rosario.

'I can't get close to him...he's supposed to be free of all of this. Why is he here?'

She bit her lip softly as she pushed open the door of her dressing room. All she needed to do was change and get the hell out. Rina could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she yanked off the ribbons and let them fall to the ground as the door was almost closed. The cool air of the room made goose bumps rise on her skin as she ran a hand down her neck.

She just needed to be quick before-

It seemed that fate had stepped in.

The door burst open and she looked at his muscular figure in the doorway. An indescribable look on his features. His eyes still burning through her like a furnace.

"Caterina..."

Her name rolled off his tongue in a tone that was captivating to her ear.

'Damn him.'

She reached forward and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. Quickly pulling him out of the doorway and kicking the door shut with her knee in the same fluid motion.

There was no time for surprise as she shoved him against the wall with the full force of her smaller frame. Her chest against his and her bare stomach heaving with each shallow breath. Her gaze was lit with determination as she looked up at him. Rina refused to crumble to the fire in her stomach that he lit. Still she could feel her hands shaking as she dug her nails into the collar of his shirt.

Their mouths were only inches apart.

"Rosario...what are you doing here?"

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There she was, standing before him. Caterina's complete lack of clothing didn't escape his notice (how could it, it was impossible to ignore her still well-formed figure) but the fact she was here, not just some stranger standing across the street from him, or bumping into each other on the sidewalk, but here in the same room as him, left him too stunned to move or speak.

She moved and spoke for him. With a surprising amount of strength that Rosario never knew Caterina possessed, she yanked him by the collar of his shirt moving him out of the doorframe before slamming his back into the wall, the door shutting with a loud bang! Pressed against him, Rosario had to tilt his head down to look at her properly. He could feel her breath on his skin, warm compared to the cool air conditioned room. It took an unnatural amount of self-restraint to not close the distance between them and capture his lips between him. Every part of him ached to do so, but some part of his mind still prioritized her wellbeing over his own desires.

Though even that was failing him.

"Rosario...what are you doing here?" she said, her voice fierce despite the trembling of her hands. A gentle handle trailed itself up the back of her arm, to her shaking hand. His fingers gently wrapped themselves around the first gripping her collar, steadying the shaking. "I-" Rosario wasn't sure what the appropriate answer was. His mind was still too shocked by her presence to formulate anything proper. His grip on her hand gradually tightened. And then he had an answer. Not the answer to her question. Just an answer. "I want you."

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Rina kept having to look down at his throat the longer they stood so close together. Her cheeks flushed as the blood in her veins felt hotter. She couldn't help the way her body reacted to him. She'd memorized his touch so long ago and even when she craved it while laying alone in her bed at night, she was still try to resist that urge.

God she just wanted to feel him.

The fabric of his button down was soft but she could feel the heat of his body and firmness of his muscles underneath the thin fabric. Her own chest was rising and falling slowly as she shifted her posture. The red heels were the only part of her performance look that still remained on her body and everything in her was just aching to be touched.

That sweet spot between her legs the most painful part of it all.

When she could meet his gaze for the few moments she held that necessary confidence, she felt a shiver run down her spine. He was like a dear caught in headlights, but it also felt like he was watching her every movement. Too shocked to look away in case she was a dream, but also too scared to make a move.

When his fingers wrapped around her fist, she instantly released his collar from her grasp. She let him hold her hand a few moments while her other hand moved down his chest slowly as she waited for his response. Though the words were not what she expected...

"I want you."

A flash of surprise crossed her features before it was replaced with a soft smile. She'd wanted to hear those words from him for such a long time. His voice had such a purr to it that drew her in like an intoxicating drink.

She said nothing as she closed the gap between their lips with a soft and sweet peck. Perhaps just to drag his senses back to him, though she had to admit she craved so much more.

"Mmm....then have me...."

She leaned in and licked his ear softly while her free hand slid the buttons of his shirt out of their latches with ease. She whispered in his ear softly what she wanted him to do...

".....you'll have to use your tongue first though....I'm not wet enough for you yet, Amore....I'd like you to sample me on the vanity...."

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In just a few words, any last vestiges of resistance vanished, smoke in the wind. His lips crashed against hers, as he surged forward. Even with her hidden strength, there was almost nothing she could've done against Rosario's larger form. Strong hands wrapped around her body, lifting her up and carried her back towards where he thought he'd seen the vanity.

He'd been too focused on Caterina, and he was unfamiliar with the layouts of the rooms here, how the furniture was arranged. A chair loudly clattered to the ground as Rosario practically ran into it. At least Rosario wanted it out of the way, one way or another.

The vanity banged up against the wall as Rosario bumped into it too before finally managing to set Rina down atop it, knocking over a mess of makeup and other small bottles. Not that any of that mattered. All that did was the heat radiating from between Rina's legs as Rosario pressed up against her, lips still locked together.

A strong hand traveled up and down her thigh, an almost possessive grip on Rina's body as Rosario took the first real breath he'd taken since he'd picked the woman up. It was only a short inhale between her lips and her neck, before Rosario began to trail down towards her chest, his lips gentling brushing across her skin just before his teeth grazed it.

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Within a breath it was like all sense of reason was gone between them. Any shreds of control that she held were shredded as he closed the gap between their lips. Her body was on fire and her brain felt like it was melting as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

The floor was swept out from under her feet and she let out a startled gasp as the chair fell then the vanity banged against the wall. Her hands shook with anticipation as she gripped the back of his shirt. Her breath caught in her throat when she felt his lips trail from her mouth to her neck then her chest...

"Rosario...amore..."

She spoke his name with a soft long breath. Her cheeks flushed as she moved her and to touch his soft blonde strands. Her gaze darkening to a fiery orange as she looked down at him with excitement and nerves...

It had been so long and they were only getting started...

"Don't tease me...."

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"Rosario...amore..." Amore. Like the years had never passed, and she'd never disappeared from his life, the words left her lips in just the same way as Rosario remembered them. And they tightened the threads that'd been around his heart all this time.

Had Rosario been able to look at Caterina's face, he would've noticed the red blush colored her skin. There was no need for him to remind himself of that sight though, as lips traveled down the the stiff peak of her breast to further tease her. He'd seen that face a hundred times, back when he'd swore he'd never live without it.

"Don't tease me...." she pleaded. Only a throaty chuckle in response as his lips stopped short of their destination. "Not when I've missed out on so much," he said, his warm breath against her cheek as he leaned forward to whisper in Caterina's ear. "I want to draw this out, Kitty." The hand on her thigh trailed up as he spoke, his thumb pointedly squeezing her just a little harder than the rest of his fingers as passed over the crease between her leg and hips, drawing a long curved line towards a more sensitive spot.

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Amore...love. That was what he was to her. Every cell in her mind had memorized his touch, his heat, his voice, and his passion. She'd craved it and missed it desperately. From the morning she'd left his bed for the last time he lingered in the back of her mind. The attraction and desire to be with him was intoxicating and magnetic in a way that no drug would ever be able to get her high.

Her lip quivered and she bit it trying to suppress her excitement.

His breath was hot on her skin as he neared her breast. She was excited. Rina needed his tongue to touch her skin...

Only for her big fat mouth to ruin it.

An audible groan left her lips as she leaned back against the cool glass of the mirror. He could be such a...such a devil sometimes!

Well, if he didn't want to play fair then she wouldn't either.

She wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled him closer to her so that the heat of her core pressed firmly against his zipper. A little hiss left her lips as she smiled coyly at him.

"You have no idea what you've missed.....the dreams could never do this justice....Rosie."

She turned her head and suppressed a giggle.

Maybe that would make him move a little faster...

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The chuckle that followed Rina's groan of annoyance could only be described as mirthful. The man enjoyed toying with her, her body, and they both knew it. Some things, it seemed, never changed.

Her legs wrapped around his waist, and pulled him in closer, the sudden heat pressed up against his groin sure to leave a questionable damp patch behind. Instinctively Rosario moved against Rina, his own desire evident through the fabric of his pants as he pressed against the woman as she donned a mischievous smile. She knew exactly what she was doing, especially with the way her voice dripped with lethal seduction.

She turned her head away, a light, girlish giggle leaving her lips, calling back to happy memories from years ago. A rough hand and grabbed Rina by the chin, turned her head to look at him before he wordlessly kissed her again. He bit her bottom lip possessively as he ground up against her again, this time with intent. His free hand drifted down her upper arm, forearm, until it found her hand and lifted it, pinning it against the cold glass.

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She wanted him and she would be damned if he made her wait. Her grin only grew as he started rocking his hips against her own. The hard bulge in his pants hitting against her folds made her press on him harder. She was getting wetter with each motion.

Damn she was feeling too good...

It wouldn't take long for her to start begging if he kept this up. Though she quickly found herself losing power in this battle for control. His hand curled around her chin and she was back to kissing him. The bite at her lip clearly going to leave a mark. The air to breath wasn't necessary at all, right?

He was getting hot too.

A soft moan left her lips as she felt him pin her hand above her head. The other appendage still danced within the golden strands of his hair. She pulled on them gently and rocked her hips faster.

Oh the ways she wanted to ride this man tonight...

She broke their kiss just enough to catch her breath. Her moans growing louder as she moved. Then she kissed him again with as much gusto as he had. Matching his energy in her desperation to increase their physical contact.

Her free hand moved from his hair to the front of his shirt where she quickly ripped it open from the few buttons that had still been attached. Designers be damned....they didn't need more barriers between them.

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The hum of pleasure that rippled from with Caterina's throat only spurred Rosario on, his hand leaving curve of her jaw behind to find the soft, flesh of her thigh again, squeezing it as he felt Caterina's fingers in his hair. Gently tugs and the curling of her fingers accompanied the needy rocking of her hips, until finally, they had to break apart with gasping breaths.

Those heartbreakingly beautiful eyes stared back at him, and for just a moment again, he was frozen, captured in some vermillion landscape, only to be yanked back out again when she surged forward towards him resumed their frantic kiss.

Rina had never been one to be outdone, but there was something to be said about a woman who could tear the clothes of the man she wanted as she had. And that was, that Rosario had to have her.

With shrug of his shoulders, he shucked off the now ruined shirt, pulling off the sleeves and tossing the garment to the side, revealing the well built physique that'd been hidden until now. Six years, not long in the grand scheme of things, but more than enough for his body to have changed, for him to have grown fat or lazy, or maybe just gotten an awful tattoo. But Rosario had never been one to let himself go, and he abhorred poor taste.

Finally, after agonizing minutes, Rosario finally decided to give Rina what she'd initially asked for. By now, she was more than ready to receive him, and certainly eager too. They'd gone pasts the point of his needing to 'sample' her. But oh how he loved to watch her shake with arousal, to make her beg.

There was no preamble but his breaking their kiss again to lower himself in font of her. Strong hands grabbed both her thighs and pulled her forward, just enough to give him easier access as his tongue ventured forth. It traced the outer contours of her folds, daring her to plead for more before a quick flick lashed itself against her small, sensitive nub.

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Fuck.

She wanted him so badly her body was just aching for it. She was flushed and extremely turned on, just from kissing? Dear god, six years without a proper night of sex really was a special form of hell.

Though, Rina paused a moment. She watched him silently and admired the way his body had changed and matured during the years. The way Rosario carried himself even seemed like...not the young adult he'd been in school. No, he was a fully matured and built man with everything he could ever desire at his fingertips.

'He's so different...'

She watched him with an expression that even she couldn't put a name to. Lust, longing, and sadness? Maybe all three were pulling at the strings around her heart. In so many ways it was like he was gripping the inside of her chest and just...squeezing it. She wanted him, but...she didn't deserve him....or this.

The fog of emotions were broken though as she threw her head back and felt the shock of pleasure between her legs.

"Oh god!"

The cry of surprise left her lips as she looked down at him. His eyes looking back at her with an intense shade of violet. She shivered and smiled softly before running her fingers down her chest and squeezing her breasts.

"Rosie"

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He could feel her gasp of pleasure before he heard it, the words echoing in the small room loud enough that Rosario was certain whoever was in the next room could hear Caterina. A form of amusement played at his lips he continued to dance his tongue across her most sensitive parts, enjoying a very healthy sample of her. Would they send someone in to check on her? The thought was entertaining, by the very least.

His eyes closed as she said his name, touched herself, and he was content with simply enjoying her. The smoothness of her skin in his grasp, the toned yet still yielding flesh of her legs beneath his fingers, the taste of her on his tongue. And of course, the way she writhed and moved because of him. For him.

He'd make her regret disappearing like she had, even if it was only selfish and carnal.

His tongue pushed into her, moving within to stir her from inside, before retracting and assaulting her clit again. He alternated between the two, giving Caterina no room for rest, no time to catch her breath. He'd have her scream his name before he finally gave her what she wanted.

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She was on the verge of losing her mind. The way his tongue danced between her clit and the inside of her just had her feeling speechless. She couldn't seem to focus on much of anything as her breathing quickened in pace with his movements. She could feel the hot desire in her blood spreading only to pool in her stomach and coil around itself like a snake.

"Yes! Oh god, yes!"

Rina was panting as she rocked her hips as much as his grip would allow her to. Indulging in the pleasure that he would allow her. She knew the other girls were probably listening in. It was hard to keep secrets in a club like this, but what could they do?

She was getting devoured by the boss' son. Rosario held all of the power in the building, in this room, and fuck....he held it over her in this moment. She would give him anything to have that sweet sweet high from an orgasm. She pinched her nipples and moaned softly.

"Rosie, please..." Her cry was desperate. It wouldn't take much more for her to fall off that edge. The worst part was that while she held no power in this moment, he knew exactly how desperately she wanted this.

She wanted to cum for him.

She just needed his permission to do it.

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Each and every word from Caterina's lips was like poetry, and her moans a chorus. She moved, bucked against his lips, and even without those sweet sounds coming from her, he knew she was ready to burst. All he could do was tighten his grip to hold her in place.

She was close to breaking for him, give in and surrender what little control she still had. A single hand wrapped around her leg, reaching towards her clit as his tongue dove back into her core. Rough, calloused hands rubbed small, slow circles around the sensitive bead of flesh, pushing her closer and closer towards that cliff of ecstasy, but never pushing her over.

"Rosie, please..." Eyes opened to look up at her as her voice rose in pitch, but never once faltering in his expert ministrations. A mischievous light in his eyes was the only indication of how much pleasure he derived from hearing her whine for him, to finally let her have the release she craved.

"Beg, amore mio, say the words," Rosario said, with a mischievous grin, his lips shining with her arousal.
"Daddy, Per favore, lasciami venire per te."

Satisfied, Rosario lowered himself back in place, and with a renewed vigor began to tend to Caterina's needs. His tongue touched every part of her sex, playing along her folds, delving inside her. He'd been holding back before, but no longer. And just when it was clear that Caterina was about to tip over the edge, Rosario sucked her firm little clit between his lips, gently suckling on it whilst his tongue continued lashed at the overstimulated flesh.

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She was getting so close even before he started to hit on her sweet spot. Her mind was foggy as she enjoyed the way he ate her out. He was clearly toying with her and yet Rina didn't have the focus or control to worry about it. No he was making her feel amazing in the moment. So when he said the words, she couldn't help but to meet that demand. She would do whatever it took for that devilish mouth to put her over the edge.

"Beg, amore mio, say the words," She could hear the humor in his voice.

"Daddy, Per favore, lasciami venire per te."

Daddy, please, let me cum for you.

It was a sweet and desperate cry that left her lips when she felt the sudden pressure on her clit. His tongue going much further in exploring her folds than moments before. The immense amount of pleasure was making her dizzy with excitement as she finally stopped teasing her breasts and moved to run her fingers through his hair.

The more he pleasured her the more she tangled her digits into his hair before tugging the glorious blonde mane as her orgasm finally hit her.

"ROSARIO!!"

His name rolled off her tongue as she screamed and came finally. While he sucked on her clit she was riding wave after wave of pleasure with the hot sensation finally uncoiling and letting her enjoy the haze of that sweet release.

Her back arched and she pulled his hair without remorse while she was consumed by the pleasure. Her posture was tight and her chest was heaving sharply while she continued to cum for him, until the sensations finally died away and left her panting like a bitch in heat.

"Thank you, Daddy..."

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