He changed position, pulling her legs up over his shoulders, and the new angle made him go impossibly deeper.
Isabella couldn't even speak anymore, just gasped and moaned with each thrust.
"That's it," he encouraged. "Give it to me. Give me all of you."
He pounded into her harder, faster, and Isabella came hard, her pussy clenching around him, her body completely surrendered to his control.
But he didn't slow down. Didn't give her time to recover.
Instead, he pulled out and flipped her over onto her stomach in one smooth motion.
"Ass up," he commanded, and Isabella raised her hips.
He entered her from behind in one brutal thrust, and the angle was even more intense, even more overwhelming.
"Dante!" His name tore from her throat.
"That's right," he said. "Say my name. Let everyone know who's fucking you."
He pounded into her from behind, his rhythm relentless, his hand pressed against her back keeping her in position.
