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“You’re soaking, Kat,” I whisper in her ear. “So ready for my cock to fill you, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” she moans.

“Yeah?”

“Yes, Dante.”

“Who owns you?”

Her walls clench around my fingers and her back arches in pleasure as her orgasm rocks her to her core. “You,” she cries out as I go on rubbing, massaging her sensitive flesh until the last tremors have rippled through her body.

When I pull my fingers out of her, they are slick with her release. I hold them up to her. “You see that? You see how much your cunt loves me?”

“You’re an asshole,” she pants, but there is a wicked grin on her face.

“You ever tasted yourself, kitten?”

Her cheeks flash with heat. “No.”

I bring my fingers to her mouth. “Open,” I command, and she parts her full pink lips, allowing me to push my fingers inside. “Now suck.”

I keep my eyes fixed on hers as she sucks, swirling her tongue over the pads of my fingers. When I pull them out a few seconds later, there is a string of spit from her lips to my fingers, and it might be the hottest thing I ever saw.

She runs her tongue over her lower lip, cleaning herself up.

“You see how good you taste? You know now why I’m addicted to your hot little cunt and how fucking difficult it’s been to stay out of you these past weeks?”

“You seemed to be handling it just fine,” she retorts.

I arch an eyebrow at her. “Still pissed at me? How about I fuck that attitude out of you?”

“Huh,” she snorts. “You could try.”

“Oh, I do enjoy a challenge,” I growl as I push myself up to my knees and reach for her panties. Fisting my hands in the soft cotton, I tear them in half so her pussy is completely exposed to me.

“Was that really necessary?” She sighs.

I hover over her, pushing her thighs apart with my own as I line my cock at her entrance. “Yes.”

“Dante,” she hisses out on a breath when I slam inside her.

“I’m not even halfway in yet. You sure you want me to try and fuck that bad attitude out of you?”

She doesn’t answer me. Instead, she stares into my eyes and there is so much defiance in them that it makes my balls draw up into my stomach. “I’m going to enjoy every fucking second of nailing you to this bed.” I roll my hips, thrusting all the way inside her.

“Oh God,” she cries out, her arms wrapping around my neck as she clings onto me while I fuck her hard enough that we will both forget all of the tension and the hurt of the past few weeks. At least for now anyway.

“You’re definitely calling out the wrong name, kitten,” I say before dropping my head and sucking one of her hard, pebbled nipples into my mouth through her t-shirt. I bite gently, and she whimpers as her back bows and her pussy ripples around my cock.

“Of course. I forgot you’re the devil,” she purrs.

I look up at her, my face inches from hers as she narrows her dark blue eyes at me. “Your devil, Kat.” Taking hold of her hands, I lace my fingers through hers and pin them above her head. “But if you hold still and wrap those legs around my waist, I’ll take you to see that other guy too.”

Chapter32

Kat

When I woke up this morning, Dante was gone. He carried me back to his bed after he fucked me in the guestroom and then he made me come so many times I lost count. But despite everything that we did last night and the way he whispered softly in my ear, he’s gone again, and I feel his absence even more keenly than before. I couldn’t understand his Italian murmurings, but I felt the meaning behind them anyway. We were back to a good place.

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