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“Almost, baby.”
“Dante—” I breath, my eyes locking to his and words stopping when I see him.
“Almost,” he says, the words low and growly, said through gritted teeth as he continues to fuck me, sweat beading on his forehead as he does.
He’s fighting it.
He’s so fucking close, but he’s fighting it.
“Could do this all day, fuck you.” I moan an incoherent string of words and Dante smiles. “Your body? It’s mine. You come when I say, not a moment fucking sooner.”
He stares at me, challenging me to argue.
And I want to—for a moment, I think about moving my hand, rubbing my clit and making myself come, but I know.
It will be hollow.
The orgasm will curb the intensity, but it won’t be the same.
It won’t be as good.
It won’t be what I need.
“Dante,” I plead, my voice soft.
He smiles, knowing he won.
“Alright. Be my good girl and come for me.”
And because he tells me to, I do, tipping over the edge, my back arching, my body taking in even more of his hard cock as I moan his name and clamp down on him.
“Fuck yeah,” he says through gritted teeth, fucking me through my orgasm, and in a few moments, I come to, just in time to watch his eyes go dark and his jaw go tight. He slams in, staying deep and throbbing in me as he groans his release, but the whole time, he holds my eyes.
* * *
“What was that about?” I ask long minutes later, still a bit dazed both from an orgasm and the early hour. I look over to my bedside table to see it’s before five.
“Decided I don’t wanna miss mornings anymore.”
That makes my heart warm, a smile growing on my lips.
“So you’re going to wake me up early every single morning?”
“If I get to see your sleepy-face smile at me like that? Yeah.” He pushes hair from my face then rolls away from me and stands. “Come on, I’ll help you get dressed before I have to go.”
My smile turns to a pout.
“The plan is rolling, Lilah. Couldn’t be found here before, but now I definitely can’t be caught sneaking out of my nephew’s fiancée’s room in the morning.” I scrunch my nose again and he just bends down to me in the bed and kisses it.
“So when’s the first big show?” I ask, rolling to my back and staring at the ceiling.
“We’ll have a family meeting sometime this week, I’m sure. Go over expectations.”
“A family meeting . . . ,” I say, knowing “family” isn’t just brothers and uncles and cousins to Dante.
“Yes. Then next Saturday, you’ll be attending your engagement party.”
I glare now, his hands grabbing mine and tugging until I’m pulled out of bed and finally on two feet. Barefooted, I have to tip my head up to look at him and I fucking love it.
