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Like they were a conqueror hellbent on breaching my defenses.
Like they were trapped in the desert and I was their last hope for salvation.
A soft gasp escaped when Dante hooked my legs around his waist and carried me out of the room without breaking our kiss.
Blurry glimpses of gilt-framed paintings and golden wall sconces passed through my peripheral vision as he navigated us through the maze of hallways.
When we reached his room, he kicked the door shut behind us and set me down, his breath as ragged as my own.
Under any other circumstances, I would’ve savored my first time in his private sanctuary, but I caught only the faintest impression of expensive oak and charcoal before his mouth was on mine again.
I pushed his jacket off his shoulders while he unzipped my dress. Our movements were frantic, almost desperate, as we tore our clothes off.
His shirt. My bra. His pants.
They fell away with tugs and pulls, leaving only heat and bare skin behind.
We broke apart so Dante could roll on a condom, and my mouth dried at the sight before me. I’d seen him shirtless in Bali, but this was different somehow. His body was sculpted with such perfection I half expected to find Michelangelo’s signature lurking on one of his chiseled abs.
Broad shoulders. Muscled chest. Bronzed skin and a faint dusting of black hair that tapered down to…
Oh God.
His cock jutted out, huge and hard, and the mere idea of it inside me sent twin frissons of apprehension and anticipation spiraling through my stomach.
There was no way he’d fit. It was impossible.
When I finally dragged my gaze back up to his, his eyes were already focused on me, dark and smoldering with banked heat.
A molten flame dripped down my spine when he spun me around so his erection dug into my lower back.
A full-length mirror hung on the wall opposite us, reflecting my bright eyes and flushed cheeks as Dante palmed my breasts, gently squeezing them and rolling my nipples between his fingers until they stiffened.
Lust, anticipation, and a hint of embarrassment pooled in my stomach. Watching him explore my body, his touch almost arrogant in its lazy assuredness, was somehow more intimate than actual sex.
“You shouldn’t have let him touch you,mia cara.” Dante’s soft voice sent shivers over my skin a second before he pinched the sensitive peaks, hard.
I instinctively jerked at the jolt of pain and pleasure.
“I didn’t…” My reply melted into a breathy sigh when he dipped a hand between my legs.
“Do you want to know why?” he continued, as if I hadn’t tried to respond.
My teeth dug into my bottom lip. I shook my head, my hips bucking as he pressed his thumb against my clit.
“Because you’remine.” His teeth scored my neck. “You wearmyring. You’ve come onmyface and hand. You live inmyhead all the fucking time, even if I don’t want you to...” His palm slid to my hip, where his fingers dug grooves into my skin. “And God, I want to punish you for driving me so damn crazy. Every. Single. Day.”
I didn’t get a chance to fully register his last sentence before he slammed into me and tore a cry from my throat.
I was so wet he slid in without much resistance, but the sensation was so sudden and intense I clenched without thinking.
He hissed out a breath, but he didn’t move until my body acclimated to his size and my whimpers of discomfort faded. Only then did he pull out and push back in.
Slowly at first, then faster and deeper until he set a rhythm that made my knees buckle.
All thoughts vanished from my mind as he hammered into me so deep he hit spots I didn’t know existed.
My eyes fluttered closed, only to fly open again when a hand closed around my neck.
