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“Sicily? Really? You are really taking me to Sicily?” I ask again, my gaze on him softening as I take him in.
“Yes. Does that make you happy?” he asks me, already knowing the answer.
“You make me happy, Dante,” I reply, leaning forward in his arms and kissing him softly. His hands grab my ass, kneading the muscles, as our kiss deepens.
“Do I make you feel anything else, Little Red?” he teases me as his mouth wanders down my neck.
“You tell me,” I say, as my breathing speeds up and my breasts push against his chest, the thin nightwear I am wearing doing nothing to hide my arousal. Holding me with one hand, he moves the other up and down my thigh, before he slides it up the inside of my leg to my center.
“Do I make you wet, Bella?” he groans as his fingers explore my clit before he pushes one inside of me.
“Yes… Dante…” I say, moaning his name. Since I got back here from the safe house, we have kept our activity to a minimum. The doctor said no sex or much physical activity, but Dante sleeps with me every night, holding me tight, never letting me go, just like he promised me. We often talk until we both fall into an exhausted sleep, and I love waking up to him every morning. I can’t believe that he now sleeps with me all night, something he never did before. Often, he is the one that wakes me from my nightmares. Always talking me through them, until I feel good enough to fall back asleep.
He growls into my neck. “Do you like my fingers on your body, Annie?” he asks, his voice growing husky. I know he is trying to be gentle, scared that I am still too broken from the safe house incident.
“Yes, Dante,” I say again, knowing that me saying his name is going to push him over the edge, and it does.
“You know I missed your little moans.” His fingers continue to circle me, bringing me closer.
“I missed your growls.”
“I missed your cooking.” I smile then; he really wants me to make tiramisu.
“I missed our talks.”
He pushed his fingers inside of me, and my breath hitches. I lean back, my back arching slightly as I let out a moan.
“Fuck it,” he says as he leans over and lays me back onto the bed, getting on his knees on the floor beside me. His hands trace down my body until they reach my underwear, and he pulls them down my legs.
“It’s been too fucking long since I have had my mouth on you. You need to be quiet because I wasn't planning on doing this right now, especially with Maria and Leo awake and moving about downstairs, but I can’t wait a fucking second longer.” Pure carnal desire etches onto his face as he grabs my legs and pulls me toward him, pushing his mouth onto me.
“Ohhh God…” I moan at the sudden contact, my hands immediately going to the back of his head. He grabs my legs and throws them over each shoulder, his hands resting on my hips and his fingers opening me up for him.
“Dante… Oh God.. Dante...” I pant out at his veracity and appetite for me. Like I am his last meal.
I look down at him and see him watching me. “I have been fucking dreaming of tasting you for days. Fucking perfect, Bella,” he groans out before getting back to his task. Clearly, only hugging and kissing as advised by the doctor has reached its limit.
My hands thread into his hair as my hips begin to move. It has been weeks since I was with him last, and I have missed him just as much as he appears to have missed me.
“I’m… I’m…” I can’t even talk as my back arches, and I grip his hair tight as my orgasm washes over me. My hips rocking against his face, he doesn’t release me, but slows his tongue as I catch my breath.
“I could fucking die happy right here in your sweet pussy, Bella.” I blush a little, still not quite used to the way he talks about me. He grins before sitting back and rubbing my legs, ensuring that I am warm. “I promise that is just the appetizer, Bella. I will keep main course and dessert for later.” He winks, then pulls my legs back into the bed, fluffing my pillow and covering me with the blankets.
Just as he stands, I think he is about to leave, but he actually jumps in beside me, fully clothed, and pulls me toward him, his nose once again in my neck.
“What are you doing?” I ask him, smiling in surprise that he is hanging around, but enjoying this new side of him.
“I nearly fucking lost you, Little Red...” His voice breaks as his face buries into my neck. “I nearly fucking lost you to that asshole, and I am never, ever going to let you go again.” He peels his face back to look at me, cupping my cheeks.
“I’m so sorry, Dante, that I didn’t tell you everything. I thought the life that I could’ve had with you wasn’t possible. I thought my life was nearly over. Even though I dreamed and wished every day for it to be my future, I really didn’t think that it was going to be. Now that it is, I want you more than anything. I want to be with you always. I love you and I love little Leo, and there is nowhere else I want to be.”
His face is serious as I stare into his eyes, waiting for his next words. “My life is not for the fainthearted. You have already seen what devastation and violence come with being with a man like me. It isn’t pretty, it isn’t always safe.” He leans in and kisses my shoulder, his lips caressing my scar. “You saved my son, and in a way, you saved me too. I never truly loved anyone until I met you. I want you with me forever. Is that alright with you?” he asks, a small smile dancing on his lips.
I nod. “I want to be with you forever too,” I whisper, and I see his eyes gleam before he tucks me back into his side and we lie there in peace, together.
Annie - 12 months later
My fingers ache as I continue to type on the nice new laptop Dante bought for me. I have about 200 words to go until my final assignment is finished. Then all I have to do is pass my final exams next week, and I would have successfully passed my first year at college.
