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“Here, come on.” She pushed herself off the wall, taking my hand.
I let her lead me through the apartment towards a bedroom in the back. It was far enough away that we couldn’t hear the others. And they couldn’t hear us. She opened the door, revealing a simple room. There was a queen-sized bed pushed back against the wall in the center. One window overlooked the city, and the beige curtains were drawn back. A white, woven rug covered a third of the floor. There were doors leading to a bathroom and what I assumed to be a closet, with a set of drawers between them.
Stepping into the room, Sienna closed the door softly behind us. I took a seat on the edge of the bed. She tentatively sat next to me, tense. I could feel she was about ready to bolt, to disappear on me.
“We could have died tonight.” There wasn’t any fear in her voice.
“Yeah. We could have.”
“And you came to find me anyway.”
I looked up, finding her gaze locked on me. “I did.”
“The Snake isn’t going to stop, is he?”
I shook my head. “No. They aren’t.”
“We need answers, Dante.” There was pain in her voice now. “We need to figure this out and end it before they end us.”
“I know.” This feeling of utter helplessness washed over me. I studied her face, my eyes tracing the soft curves of her lips, her cheeks, the dark edges of her lashes. I wanted to protect her. I needed to. But so far, we’d gotten nowhere. The Snake had found us more than we’d ever been able to find them.
“Why did you do it?”
“What do you mean?”
“Why did you save me tonight? If I had died tonight, you would have been able to go through with your plan without the guilt of manipulating me or taking me out yourself,” she pointed out.
For a moment, I was stunned. “Is that really what you thought I would do?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know. Right now, I’m not exactly sure of anything.”
“Sienna,” I took her hand in mine. “You can be sure of me.”
“Can I?”
Oh, for the love of God. I curled up, my hands framing her beautiful face, and tugged her down on top of me. Sienna didn’t believe in words. She believed in actions. And my actions would tell her everything she needed to know.
My tongue slipped along her lower lip, my teeth snagging against the soft skin gently. A soft sigh brushed against my skin as her fingers curled into my shirt. My hands slipped along her hips and thighs, gripping her ass to pull her closer. Her perfume washed over me, and the feel of her against my body was nearly as intoxicating. Her legs were on either side of me, the heat between her thighs over my hardening cock. I’d never wanted her as much as I had right then.
Probably because I knew this would never last.
I flipped us over, propping myself up on one forearm. Her legs were still hooked around me as my fingers trailed down her stomach, slipping beneath the hem of her leggings. Sienna pulled away, my lips cold as soon as hers were gone.
“Do not go soft on me now,” she said, voice hoarse. “Fuck me, Dante. As if we might die tomorrow.”
Our limbs tangled as clothes were tossed to the floor. Discarded. Forgotten. Sitting up, I pulled her ass into my lap, my fingers dipping into the heat at her center. She pulled off my shirt before digging her nails into my skin, tearing down my spine. The pain alone encouraged me, wanting to make us both feel the pain of tonight.
My thumb circled the hardening nub between her thighs, dipping into the slickness between her folds before swirling it around once more. Her body jerked in my lap, her forehead resting at the crook of my shoulder. My middle finger teased her, brushing against the wet slit before disappearing. Her hips rolled, desperately trying to find my hand, to find the sweet pressure that would give her release.
I plunged into her, my finger enveloped by her wetness. Slowly, I began to pump it in and out, waiting until the last moment before thrusting it back in. My thumb kept a steady rhythm, circling her clit, making her jolt. Her body rocked against my hand, wanting more. Rolling her over, I kissed my way down her neck, taking her nipples in my mouth one at a time until I left her gasping.
By the time I got down between her thighs, she was soaking wet. Sienna’s soft moan was music to my ears as I left gentle bites along the sensitive flesh between her legs. My tongue darted out, wanting to taste every inch of her, to give her the release I knew she needed. Her body jolted as my tongue slid along her folds, circling that sensitive nub before taking it all in my mouth. I licked and lapped at her juices like it was the sweetest nectar. She couldn’t help it. Her legs spread wider, one hand tangling in my hair to keep me there. With two fingers inside her, my tongue swirled around her clit, sucking on it just to make her body rock against my mouth. Her moans intensified, her hand pressing my mouth against her.
Just when I knew she was about to cum, I pulled back. Sienna cried out, propping herself up on her forearms.
“If you want more…” I grinned, wiping the slickness of her from my lips.
Sienna’s dark eyes watched me. “Fuck me, Dante. Take me.”
