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Dante could be selfish at times too. He held her eyes as he unzipped his trousers because, yes, he wanted Mia on her knees.
The sound of his zipper, the ragged edge to his breathing had her thighs turning to liquid as she all too readily sank down, but then nerves hit.
‘I’ve never...’ she attempted.
‘I know.’
Mia wanted to, though.
She kissed the shaft and perhaps did not quite meet the mark, but his moan was one of pleasure, and so she inhaled his soapy scent and tentatively kissed higher.
‘Mia,’ he said when she reached the top, and breathed on him a while. Now his voice made her feel dizzy and she tasted him with the tip of her tongue and then ran that same tongue over her own lips to know his taste.
She looked up and met his eyes and asked, ‘Is this filthy of me?’
He gave her his stunning smile, the one that went straight to her heart. ‘Dirty girl.’
And it freed her.
He made her laugh, even as she went down on him.
He turned her fears and shame to small hits of pleasure because he just loved the feel of her mouth so much that it didn’t matter that she had no idea what to do. She tasted him slowly at first, taking him in a little way and then, braver, she took him in deep.
He stroked her hair, fighting not to press her head down with his hands.
His phone was ringing but neither cared, for Mia was lost in the moment. And when he started to thrust, Mia felt as if her dress was on fire, so desperate was she to rip it off, and her mouth gaped open, stunned as she started to come.
And for Dante, who was trying to hold back and not hold his hand to the back of her head and thrust harder, the pause in proceedings, the gasping noises of her orgasm tipped him over the edge. ‘Mia,’ he warned, but then he swelled and she got her wish to taste Dante properly. She knelt back on her heels, heady with the rush of her own lost inhibitions.
He helped her to stand and Mia found there was something about being brave that made her even braver.
‘Dante,’ she said as he tucked himself in. She checked his tie and he was back to his usual perfect self—apart from the bruise on his cheek. ‘You need to come up with something better.’
‘What?’
‘Better than tucking me away in the hills. I’m past all that and I’ll never be your occasional mistress.’
He gave her a smile that said,We’ll see.
‘Oh,’ Mia said as he opened the door, ‘I meant what I said. I’m no longer hiding.’
‘Good,’ Dante said, and then frowned, because he wasn’t quite sure what she getting at, though there was no mistaking the warning in her tone. ‘Is it?’
‘It is for me. I’ve decided that I want to be dated, and I want romance.’
‘I bought you flowers,’ Dante said, ‘chocolates, earrings...’
‘Yes, we’ve established you’re a generous lover. I’m quite sure you’ve bought all your women similar gifts.’ Her eyes flashed. ‘You give everything you’re willing to on the very first night. Well, guess what, Dante? I want a relationship that progresses.’
‘I only found out about the baby yesterday.’
‘This has nothing to do with the baby,’ Mia said. ‘It’s been three months since we slept together, and more than two years since we met. If you can’t give me what I want, then I’ll find someone who can.’
‘While pregnant.’ He gave a slight scoffing laugh.
‘I can wait,’ Mia said. ‘But I won’t wait it out in bed with you, and neither am I hiding in the hills on tap for you. I will get the relationship I want.’
‘Good for you,’ Dante said, for he’d had women make the same demands too many times before and he wouldn’t be coerced. ‘It won’t be with me.’
