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“Don’t,” she whispers, even as she grinds her pussy on my hard cock.

“Are you already wet for me?”

Fire flashes in her eyes. Anger mixed with a desire that matches my own. Slipping my hand between her thighs, my fingertips brush over panties. Right over the wet patch of fabric.

“Just like I thought,” I growl as I start to unfasten my belt.

“Dante, don’t,” she pants, wriggling beneath me as I work to open my zipper.

But I’m frantic for her, blinded by a desperate need to be buried deep inside her cunt because it’s been too long since I felt her. Gripping my shaft in my hand, I push her t-shirt up as I nestle between her thighs.

She bucks her hips, rubbing herself against me, or is she trying to throw me off?

“Dante! No!” she cries, and I realize it’s the latter.

I push myself up onto my forearm and study her face.

“The baby. It could hurt the baby,” she whispers.

I frown at her. Is she expecting me to buy the fact that she actually believes that? She’s a goddamn nurse, for fuck’s sake. “Us fucking doesn’t hurt the baby, Kat.”

“I know, but if you…” she licks her lip as tears fill her eyes. “If you were with those women downstairs, you could have caught something… an STI. And that could harm the baby.”

I swallow hard. I guess this is my own fault. Because that’s what I wanted her to think, right? I wanted to hurt her the way she hurt me when she tried to leave.

I slip my hand between her thighs again, tugging her panties to the side and dragging my pointer and middle fingers through her wet folds.

“No. You don’t get to do that if you were with that woman,” she whimpers.

I release her wrists and hold myself up on my forearm as my fingers circle the entrance of her tight pussy — my heaven on earth. “Since the day I met you, Kat, there has been no one but you.”

She blinks in surprise. “But —"

“Those women were here for a party. It was Mitch’s birthday yesterday and I figured they all deserved to blow off some steam after the few weeks they’ve had. So I arranged for them to meet the women here before they went to a club. I showed that woman into the room, had a quick drink with my men, and then they left.”

“You had your hand on her ass,” she hisses.

“No. I had my hand on her back.”

“It looked like her ass from where I was standing.”

“I assure you, I have no interest in anyone’s ass but yours.”

“S-so, you didn’t?”

“There is only you, kitten,” I tell her, pressing my lips over her neck and inhaling her sweet, intoxicating scent. Then I sink two fingers inside her and her walls clench around me.

“Dante,” she says my name on a breathy moan, and it makes me even more desperate for her.

“It’s been far too long since I made you come.”

“I know,” she whispers, rocking her hips, and I drive deeper inside her, rubbing her clit with my thumb.

“I missed this, Kat,” I growl, sealing my lips over hers. She opens her mouth, allowing me to slip my tongue inside and taste her as I nudge her thighs wider apart with my knee.

I kiss her and finger-fuck her until her soft moans turn to desperate whimpers full of need and longing. My cock pulses with need, but I can’t stop yet. She’s on the edge, and I have missed the feeling of her coming apart around me. Her slick juices are running down my fingers as I work her into a frenzy. She claws at my skin, desperate for me to give her some release, but I hold back, drawing out her pleasure as long as I can because I need her desperate and wet and moaning my name.

When I break our kiss, she gasps for air.

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