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“Hey,” she whispers quietly, sitting up and rubbing her eyes, before looking over at Leo to ensure she doesn’t disturb him.
I don’t reply, but rather walk over to her side of the bed and reach down, picking her up, her hands immediately circling my neck as I kiss her. Because I’ve been gone mere hours, but it feels like days.
“Everything alright?” I ask her quietly as my nose caresses her cheek and my lips kiss up her jaw.
“Yeah, he had a little accident and then wanted me to stay for a while, but I must have fallen asleep,” she says, looking back at Leo with love in her eyes.
With Leo still snoring, I carry Little Red back to our room as she curls into my chest. Kicking the bedroom door closed behind us, I walk over to the bed and set her down on her feet. I scan her face, making sure she is okay after today too.
Sensing what I am doing, she laughs a little, rubbing her hands up and down my arms. “I’m okay, Dante.”
My hands find her waist, and I pull her close. “Good,” I say, holding her tight, my fingers trailing along her hips. “I was serious today when I said I wanted to eat something else with my tiramisu.” Her lips part slightly in surprise, and her eyes flick around the room until they land on the bowl of dessert sitting on the table. A small grin comes to her face.
I lean down and kiss her softly, memorizing her lips and her tongue. I have never kissed anyone this way before. My gentle nature surprises us both as I explore her slowly, gripping her skin under my hands. I pour my feelings into the kiss because I want her to know exactly what she is means to me.
She will be my undoing.
I move my hands, lowering them until I hit the edge of her shirt. I pull my lips away from hers just enough, so she raises her arms like a good girl, and I drag her top over her head and off her body. Her body is fucking amazing, even more so now that she has been eating Maria’s cooking this past month and her curves have filled out. There is now more for me to own.
My mouth goes back to hers in an instant, as my hands roam her torso, taking my time to feel her soft skin under my fingers before I begin to massage her breasts. She is addictive, her taste, her touch, her smell, her fucking everything. I reach around her back and unclip her bra, and leaving her lips, I kiss across her jaw, her head falling back, exposing her neck to me. Her breath quickening and the small noises she makes at my touch has me feeling insatiable. I skim my hand up her delicate body, gripping her throat, keeping her head back, leaving her neck open for me. I kiss and nip at her, trying my best not to rip the remaining clothes from her body and fuck her hard and fast on this bed, which is what I am aching to do.
“Dante,” she whispers as her chest rises and falls, and her hands start exploring too. Fuck, this woman has me wrapped around her finger. I would do anything for her.
Her breath hitches as I increase the pressure in my grip around her neck. My mouth slides along her shoulder, my tongue tasting her skin as I pull her bra strap down her shoulders.
“Annie, do you know what you do to me?” I grit out to her, nearly in pain due to the need I have for this woman.
“Probably the same that you do to me,” she says as her hands glide down my chest to open my shirt buttons. She pushes my shirt off my shoulders, and I let it fall to the floor.
We both stand before each other half naked, as I lean down and grip her by the ass, hauling her up my body, her legs instinctively wrapping around my waist. I pull her hips into mine, so she can feel exactly what she does to me, and she moves her hips to grind into me, wanting the friction as much as I do. Her hands delve into my hair where she begins to massage my head and pull me closer as our tongues lash each other with carnal desire.
“Dante, please, I want you,” she all but begs me in her light tone, and I fucking nearly break. Visions of slamming into her, over and over and over again until she is begging for mercy have been in my daydreams. But she is too innocent for that just yet, so I kneel on the bed and slowly lower her down onto her back.
“Tell me what you want, Bella?” I say to her as my eyes canvas her body beneath me.
“I want you inside of me. I want you to own me.” As the words leave her, I swallow hard, unable to contain my groan as her hands come up to my chest and trail down my stomach to the top of my jeans. Her eyes remain firmly on mine, and I need to grip onto the bedsheets beneath her before I totally lose control.
“I’m going to go slow, Annie,” I say to her as my hands find her jeans, and I begin to unzip them. “I am usually not a slow man when it comes to sex, and you are so fucking goddamn sexy I don’t know how I will behave myself, but I will for you.” I pull her underwear off with her jeans and throw them across the room.
She is bare underneath me and begins to cross her legs. “Don’t. Don’t ever hide from me. Open your legs, Bella. Show me how wet you are for me,” I growl at her as I undo my jeans and throw them across the room to meet hers.
As I watch her from above, like a blooming flower, she opens her legs wide. Her hands wander across her body, lightly touching her skin, and my dick throbs as I watch her confidence rise while I devour her with my eyes.
“Is this better… Dante?” she asks, knowing that her saying my name like that is the sweetest fucking sound aside from the noises we will be making when I slam inside of her. I grip my cock, stroking it a little, and watch her watching me. It is the hottest thing having her watch me like this, like she is hungry for me. And I want to feed her, every inch, every fucking day.
Leaning down, my fingers find her center warm and wet, and her body shimmies a little under my touch.
“I have wanted you from the moment I first saw you. Are you sure this is what you want? There is no going back, Annie. After this, you will be mine,” I grit out to her, barely hanging on and praying that she hasn’t changed her mind.
“I’m sure, Dante. I want you. I want you more than anything.” Her body squirms underneath mine, begging for me to touch her.
“Are you ready, Bella? Are you ready for me to fuck your tight little pussy?” I haven’t talked too dirty to her yet, so I wait for her response to see how she reacts.
“Fuck me, Dante,” she whispers out on a whimper, and it is all I need.
I lower myself to her, my fingers continuing to explore her wet core, circling her clit as she continues to writhe and wiggle under my touch, her breaths already panting.
“I want you to come on my fingers, then I want you to come on my tongue,” I growl at her as I speed up my fingers on her clit and see her head push back into the mattress, nearly at breaking point.
