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He got off the bed, went into the bathroom, and returned with a washcloth in his hand. Then he kneeled between my legs and cleaned me up. Unlike his fucking, he was gentle this time. And I was thankful for that because I was sore. There wasn’t a single part of me that didn’t hurt.
He dabbed at my skin with the washcloth. “I’m not used to fucking girls like you.”
“What kind of girls do you fuck?”
“Whores.”
He sat at the edge of the bed and didn’t push me away when I ran my fingers down his chest.
“I let you treat me like a whore. But we both know I’m not.” I sucked on his earlobe. “Don’t leave me here with this broken bed, not after you destroyed my pussy.”
To my surprise, he wrapped a sheet around my naked body and set my feet on the floor, so he could quickly dress. He yanked my hand, leading me out of the bedroom.
“Where are we going?”
“To my apartment.”
Dante carried me downstairs and over to his place, climbing the stairs to his bedroom without a word. I had a feeling this wasn’t something he’d ever done before. His bedroom was dark, the bed decorated with black sheets. There wasn’t an ounce of color.
He removed his clothes.
I prayed he wasn’t ready to have sex again. My body needed more time to heal. His teeth marked my thighs, and his fingers branded every inch of my arms, chest, and neck. There wasn’t a single part of me left untouched by this monster.
He headed into the ensuite bathroom without a word, so I sat on his bed. After he came out, he stood in front of me with his hand extended.
I took his hand and leaned in for a kiss, but I didn’t get one. “Aren’t you going to kiss me?”
He snorted. “No.”
“I think I deserve a kiss after you murdered my pussy and wrecked my bedroom.”
Dante reached between us and cupped my sex. “Does your pussy hurt?”
I nodded.
“What do you want me to do about it?”
“Kiss me.” Our lips were inches apart. “That’s one way of apologizing.”
“Oh, now I need to apologize for fucking you so good you had four orgasms? Most women would thank me.”
“Well, I’m not most women. And I want a kiss.”
He rolled his eyes and groaned. “Fine, kiss me.”
“Why don’t you like kissing?”
“I don’t know. Never really thought much about it.”
“Haven’t you ever wanted to kiss a woman you had sex with?”
Dante shook his head. “Whores don’t kiss.”
“So you never had a girlfriend?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
