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“I want you to touch me,” I tell him, desperate for him to make me come undone.
My eyes find his in the mirror just before he spins me around to face him and shakes his head. “Not yet. First you’re going to get on that bed.” He nods to the bed we were on not long ago. “And I’m going to give you the sex-club special.”
I snort out a laugh and quickly cover my face with my hands. “Listen, I’ll pretend you didn’t say that if you pretend I didn’t just snort like a beast.”
A smile crosses his face, lighting up his eyes, and the first thought that pops into my mind is, I could fall in love with that smirk of his. It comes out of nowhere, and I immediately shut it down. But it floats back in moments later, and this time, I can’t push it away. It lingers.
Once I’m adjusted on the bed, he gingerly takes off my grandmother’s necklace and sets it on the table beside us. I’m facedown so he has access to my neck, and I wiggle again until I’m comfortable.
I’m not mad about him working these kinks out. My body could use some attention.
“You’re going to give anold mana heart attack, Ms.Carey.”
He emphasizes the fake last name, and it catches me by surprise. A pang of guilt makes me chest heavy.
Another thought I bat away.No time for feelings, Giana.
It’s one of the first lessons my father ever taught me. One I’m sure will stick around for my entire life.
“You’ll never let me live that comment down, will you, Dante—?” I mimic his use of my name and remember I don’t know his last name.
I’m about to ask for it when I realize I don’t need him asking me more questions about mine, so I shut up instead.
“I’m thirty-eight, kitten. You were right. I’m much older than you. I was fucking seventeen when you were born. I was jerking off to porn before it was actually ethical while your mom was in labor, and then I had my own son not long after.”
For the first time, I actually consider the difference in our age, but ultimately, isn’t age just a number? I don’t know. All the men in my family are older than their wives. It seems rather comforting. A normal to this unknown I’ve thrown myself into.
Something drops on the floor, and I immediately go to pick my head up, but Dante pushes me back down. “Relax, kitten. Just dropped the oil. Awfully jumpy.”
I suppose he’s right. But if he only knew.
“Anyway,” I say, getting back to my point. “Men mature eons slower than women. You’re probably just now reaching my level of maturity,” I tell him with a smile, even though he can’t see it. “I don’t think I’ve ever met a man who was more levelheaded than me. No matter the age.”
“Damn. Getting cocky. I like it… It suits you well.”
He moves his hands from my neck down to my shoulders and then to my lower back. I have to give it to him—he is good at this.
I briefly wonder how many women he’s had his hands exploring like this, but at the end of the day, it doesn’t matter. Not to me. He’s with me right now, and he’s showing me just how good he is with those large hands of his.
I moan as he moves down to my ass, and then just under my cheeks, kneading the skin and doing exactly as he promised and working out each individual kink.
“Keep moaning like that, and we won’t have time for a lesson. I’ll be sinking my cock deep inside you before I can even finish this massage if you keep that up.”
I do my best to stay quiet as he works each section of my body like a pro. His palms kneading each muscle and sending me spiraling into an ecstasy-induced oblivion. He runs the tips of his fingers up and down my back, scratching my skin with delicate precision.
Suddenly, I feel him bend over my back, and I shiver as he pauses his movements to run his tongue along the base of my neck, his breath hot against my skin. He slowly licks my flesh, leaving my skin blazing as he moves around my neck and up to my ear. His teeth sink into the side of my ear, and he gives it a firm tug before letting go and leaving my body trembling with aftershocks.
Holy shit.
I have never had someone touch me like this. I imagine the feeling of his hands on my body is similar to a drug for a user. For each gentle stroke, there’s a rough squeeze or a sharp bite as his teeth sink into my flesh.
And I savor every single second of this high like it’s the last one I’ll ever experience.
He moves his palms along my body and whispers into my ear. “This is what foreplay feels like, kitten.”
I clench with his words, the area between my thighs pooling with desire from his touch—his words.
Once he’s got my entire body warmed and ready, his hands leave my skin, and I immediately feel greedy, needing his touch like I need oxygen.
