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The wetness from her mouth coated his dick, and when she withdrew, his flesh glistened. His legs trembled and, as Emelia caressed his sack with her small fingers, she gave a powerful suck. He tried to pull her head away, but she wouldn’t move and sucked again...he lost it and spilled his seed into her mouth. She continued to suck and swallow around his shaft, accepting everything he gave her until there was nothing left.
“Stop, please,” he begged, the sensation of her mouth on him after he’d released was about to drop his ass to the floor.
She released him from her mouth and smiled up at him. “I did that right?”
He half groaned and laughed. “I’ve never had anyone do that to me before, but with how it felt, I’d say it was more than right.” He pulled her to her feet and lifted her into his arms.
They both moaned when his dick rubbed between her thighs as she wrapped her legs around his waist. “You’re naked under there?” He knew without asking because her wetness coated his rapidly growing erection as she wiggled on him.
“Make love to me, Dante.”
He didn’t need telling twice, and tried to shuffle to the bedroom but nearly lost his balance. “I’m going to have to put you down to hitch my jeans up, otherwise, I’ll cause us both an injury.”
Chapter Twenty-Three
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bsp; Emelia was clueless really with the whole sex and seduction thing, but instead of waiting for Dante to make his move, she went with her heart even though she had a belly full of nerves.
The nerves had soon changed to butterflies of desire when she realized how much Dante really wanted her, and nothing would have stopped her from tasting him. She’d tasted him the night of Ramon’s wedding, but he’d thought it was a dream at the time. There was no way he’d think that this time.
As he carried her to the bedroom, his jeans rubbed against her most sensitive spot, causing a delicious friction as she moaned into his neck.
She more than affected Dante as his hands trembled on her bottom and the shallow pants he was doing caused her whole body to tingle with awareness.
Sensing the change in atmosphere, Emelia moved her face from his neck and realized they were in the master suite, which is where she’d gotten undressed.
She expected Dante to drop her to the bed, but he didn’t. Instead, he climbed on the bed with her in his arms and laid her down carefully with her head against a pillow. He was a truly caring man, and she loved how the hardness of him could be felt along every soft contour of her body. The roughness of his clothing against her didn’t prevent her legs from being wrapped around his waist as she pressed on his bottom to get him closer.
He rested his arms at either side of her head, and brushed her hair back from her face with his fingers. “You are the most beautiful woman that I’ve ever seen—inside and out, Em. I’ve never loved anyone the way I do you.” He dipped his head and gently kissed her waiting lips.
Tears hovered on her lashes and when one escaped, he captured it with his tongue. “I’m afraid.” He met her gaze. “I’m afraid of hurting you...” He dropped his forehead to her chest and she felt him as he inhaled and exhaled before he lifted his worried gaze to hers. “It will kill me if I hurt you.”
Her heart squeezed at his confession. “I love you. Only you, and I want you inside me. I’ve saved myself all these years for you, so you aren’t getting free of me now.” She smiled. “And if it hurts, you can kiss it better.”
His eyes widened a fraction before they lit with amusement. “I like the idea of kissing it better.”
“I was rather hoping you’d like the idea of sliding inside me.”
He groaned and pressed lightly against the apex of her thighs so she could feel the bulge in his jeans. “Does that tell you how much I want to be inside of you?”
“Mmm...can we get naked? I’ve wanted to see you naked for so long. The night of Ramon’s wedding doesn’t count because you had your eyes closed and couldn’t watch me touch you.” She smiled when he twitched behind his zipper at her words.
“I should keep my jeans on until you’re ready.” He didn’t sound too convincing.
She laughed. “You’re kidding me right? I want to see everything, Dante. Every. Naked. Piece. Of. You.”
With some maneuvering, she managed to slip her hands down the back of his jeans and teased his skin with her fingers. He arched against her as his eyes rolled.
“You’re going to kill me.” He removed her hands and lifted them above her head. “Keep them there.” With a slow kiss on her lips, he slid from the bed to his feet.
Within seconds, he was naked and, with eyes that glittered with the promise of a whole lot of loving, wrapped his hand around his hard flesh and slowly stroked.
She quickly removed the shirt that had kept her nakedness covered, tossing it to the floor. A persistent throb had started between her thighs and it caused her to writhe on the bed as her eyes stayed focused on Dante’s hand, or rather the large penis that he stroked...that she wanted to touch...that she wanted inside of her.
A loud gasp drew her eyes up to his, and she realized that he wanted her just as much as she wanted him, and that he probably always had.
Dante held her gaze as he moved slowly to the foot of the bed. Kneeling between her feet, he grasped her ankles and kissed each one in turn. “So beautiful,” he murmured. He kissed along each leg, and by the time he reached the apex of her thighs, he lay on his stomach, his eyes fixed on her mound and the small amount of hair that hid her bundle of nerves.
