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I lean into Dante, placing a hand over his heart. He still refuses to look at me, so I nuzzle into his neck, burrowing ever closer so he knows I’m not going anywhere. “I forgive you, Dante,” I whisper. His entire body stills, his muscles growing rigid at my words. “Though not for what you might think. You’re not responsible for the actions of others, but you are responsible for telling the truth. So tell me the truth. Who were they? Who are you? What do you do for a living?”
He’s quiet for long moments while I hold him, absorbing the doubt and fear radiating off him in waves.
“Whatever it is,” I continue softly, “I just want to know who you are. I want to love you. All of you. Please, please let me.” Dante’s eyes finally meet mine, his brown gaze filled with vulnerability and brokenness. “Don’t you know I’ll keep you safe too? All the parts you’re afraid to show the world, I’ll hold them close. I’ll protect them.”
“Cambria,” he murmurs, tilting his head down to rest on mine. “I’m in the mafia,” he finally confesses.
My heart thuds against my ribcage as everything clicks into place. That makes sense. The secrecy, the wealth, the demanding schedule, and the Italian family names thrown around like weapons.
“Are you scared of me?” he asks after a beat of silence.
“No,” I answer right away. “I trust you, Dante. I trusted you with all of me before I knew, and now that it’s out there… I’m just happy we can be honest. That’s all I want.”
“Maybe you don’t understand,” Dante protests. “I’m not some foot soldier. I’m the Underboss. The second in command.”
He’s so serious, and his dark gaze warns me not to push it. But I have to tease him. Just a little. “Brag.”
Dante blinks at me, a look of bewilderment on his face. It’s priceless. My second favorite look of his. “You really don’t care?” he asks slowly.
“I’m proud of you for reaching so close to the top and all, don’t get me wrong.”
“That’s not what I mean.” He sighs.
I giggle and readjust on the couch, throwing a leg over his lap to get properly seated on top of him. Dante’s eyes widen, and his hands automatically rest on my hips. I press my forehead against his, needing this closeness.
“I loveyou, Dante. Nothing else matters. Life is complicated, but I know you’re a good man. I’d like you to shut up and let me love you forever.”
This pulls a chuckle from him, and I smile brightly, enjoying the sound.
“Why are you so good to me, baby?” he murmurs, nibbling down my neck. I tilt my head, giving him better access. “I don’t deserve you.”
“I can’t wait to prove you wrong,” I reply before fusing our lips.
I wrap my arms around his neck and hold him close as I grind on his lap. Dante groans and breaks our kiss, only to lick down my neck. I shiver and squeeze my thighs around his hips, needing more.
Dante leans back and cups my face, resting his forehead on mine. We’re both breathing heavily, the air thick with what we both crave. He slides his hands down my neck, shoulders, and torso until he grips the hem of my shirt and gently lifts it off my body.
“Are you sure?” he asks, his brown gaze searching mine. “You went through a lot yesterday, and if I hurt you–”
“I love how sweet you are with me,” I whisper, cutting him off with a kiss. “And I love that you want to take care of me. Right now, I need to feel you, Dante. Need to be with you like this. Will you give that to me?”
I’m bare before him in more ways than one. I feel vulnerable yet bold. Exposed, yet covered in the safety that is my Dante. My home. My love. His fingertips trail up my sides in featherlight touches as he looks at me with awe and reverence.
“I’ll give you anything, love. I need you too.”
Leaning forward, Dante captures my nipple in his mouth, gently sucking as his hands slide around to my back, pressing me closer to him. I tip my head back and rock my hips against his, savoring every swipe of his tongue and stroke of his fingers.
Dante hums in approval as he switches breasts, lavishing the other with the same attention. I feel the vibrations deep down in my core, making more of my arousal drip and coat the thin layer of fabric covering his throbbing dick. I feel it swell even more as a soft growl rumbles up from his chest.
I slide my hands down his chiseled chest, pushing him back. He grunts in frustration like I took away his favorite toy. It makes me giggle knowing he wants me that much.
Dante looks up at me with the softest, sweetest smile, making me melt for him even as I’m so turned on that I’m ready to burst.
“Love that sound, sunshine. Love every single time I can get you to laugh.”
God, how is this man so freaking perfect? I don’t know how to respond to him with words, so I kiss him again as my hands trail lower, lower, lower until my fingers graze the waistband of his boxer briefs.
He tilts his head back, breaking our kiss to growl softly. I scoot back enough to reach inside and pull him out, stroking him and rubbing his precum up and down his thickness.
