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That pisses me off enough that I snap my eyes back open and glare at him.
Dante smiles back, bracing one hand against the wall next to my head. Still stroking himself in front of me,rightin front of me, as if he’s not at all bothered by me pushing him away mid-fuck.
“That’s it,” he says as I narrow my eyes, my whole body still throbbing from his nearness. “Fuck yeah. I love seeing that fire inside you. It’s like living, breathing color.”
“That’s not color you see,” I bite out, my chest heaving. “It’s rage.”
He grins even wider, his hand moving over his cock even faster as his eyes settle on my lips. “It’s fucking gorgeous is what it is, but being pissed at me… ain’t gonna make this connection between us… go away. It’s real. No point hiding from it.”
“I’m not fuckinghiding.”
No, what I’m doing is shaking. Wanting.Craving, damn him.
“Good,” Dante grunts. “’Cause I’m close, and I wanna fucking see you come too. It’s so much better together.”
“We’re not together,” I rasp, my body betraying the lie. He may not be inside me anymore, but my core still pulses with the heat he kindled there. My pussy tightens with every ragged breath he sucks in. Every forceful thrust through his closed fist pushes me closer and closer to the edge.
Dante’s eyes burn into mine like green fire, his lips hovering close enough that I can taste each exhale. It’s all I can do not to grab him and take a real taste. Climb him like a fucking tree to get what I still so desperately need.
What I was so fucking close to having before my head got in the way.
“Dante…”
I don’t even mean to say it, but whatever I may or may not have followed it up with is cut off by the sexy-as-fuck groan that rips out of him when he hears me say his name.
And then he’s coming. Painting my bare stomach with hot jets of his cum. Stroking his cock as his face tightens in a grimace of pure pleasure, and then cracking his eyes back open and locking them onto mine, just the way he said he wanted to.
I can’t look away, and I don’t want to. Wearetogether. The moment is hot and intimate and obscenely sensual, just like Dante’s cum, sliding down my body.
It drips over my swollen, throbbing clit like liquid fire, sending a white-hot shock of pure pleasure through me. I’m so worked up from watching him jerk off that it’s more than I can take. It tips me right over the edge, making me come so hard that my knees quake, my bones instantly turning to mush with no chance in hell of actually holding me up anymore.
Dante groans, finally touching me again. He pins me to the wall, keeping me upright with the weight of his body. His breath is ragged, and he strokes my face like I’m something precious as his spent cock gives one final jerk against the heat of my skin.
“Fucking hell, that was gorgeous,” he whispers, tangling his cum-drenched hand in the back of my hair and tipping my head back. “It’s always so good with you.Becauseit’s you.”
My breath hitches. God damn him. He can’t say shit like that.
Before I can tell him so, he leans down, his nose gently bumping against mine and his breath ghosting across my lips. “Can I kiss you now?”
“No.”
The word comes out breathless and needy in the wake of my orgasm, and my fists curl into his shirt without my permission, pulling him even closer.
Dante’s lips curl up in a slow smile that turns the warm afterglow curling inside me into something terrifyingly tender, almost too fragile to bear. “Okay.” His lips brush lightly against mine as he says the word. “Then I won’t.”
“Asshole,” I whisper, smiling against his mouth despite my best intentions as I go up on my toes and—
And then jump back when a loud, forceful knocking shakes the bathroom door.
16
RILEY
Dante savesmy head from slamming into the wall behind me by cradling the back of it, but that doesn’t stop my heart from lurching when Maddoc calls out, his voice as sharp and forceful as the sound of his knocking.
“Dante.”
Despite the obvious urgency in Maddoc’s voice, Dante doesn’t show any sign of being fazed by the interruption, his fingers gently massaging my scalp for a moment before he slips them out of my hair, smoothing the waves down as he answers.
