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“I have.” He leaned forward, his stare not leaving my eyes. If he was asking for permission, then I gave it freely.
“If I touch those lips again, then they’re mine, Navy. Do you understand that?” I wasn’t sure I did, so I stayed deathly still. “I’m not the good guy. Your dad is right. We don’t save people, we eradicate them. If they cross the Berettas, they’ll pay.” He paused, the air in the room swirling with so much tension that it was almost too much to take. “But you, sweetheart. You’ll be mine the moment our lips connect. No one can touch you, no one can cross you,especiallynot your dad.”
I was trying to read between the lines, trying to understand what he was saying. And then I realized…
“You’re asking me to choose?” I asked in a whisper.
He didn’t hesitate. “I am.”
I blinked, knowing that I didn’t need the time to think it through. My gut and my heart had made the decision the moment I’d seen those lines on the test. I’d known then that I had to choose, I just wasn’t sure what.
“You.” I licked my bottom lip and placed my hand on the side of his face. “I choose you.”
His eyes flared to life, all of the air being sucked out of the room in an instant.
And then he kissed me.
It wasn’t just any kiss though. It wasn’t soft and gentle, but it wasn’t hard and foreboding either. It was just enough to show me exactly how he felt. That I washis.
“More,” I murmured, moving my hand down to his neck, but within a second, he was lifting up and taking me with him as he stood.
“Fuck, your lips are even softer than I remember.” I swayed a little, grabbing onto his arms to keep me steady. He’d pulled me up too quickly, but it didn’t matter, not when he was there to support me.
He grabbed his T-shirt at the nape of his neck, then yanked it over his head, exposing his chest and abs to me. I couldn’t help but place my fingers through the small smattering of hair in the middle of his chest.
“Lower,” he demanded, his eyes darkening the longer I touched him.
I didn’t think about it. I didn’t let thoughts of what this would mean going forward seep into my brain. I didn’t let anything but my heart do the talking as I slowly trailed my hand down over his abs and to the waistband of his sweatpants.
As soon as he walked into his bedroom, he always got changed into yet another gray pair of them. They were my favorite thing about him. They left very little to the imagination, but I wasn’t sure that he was aware of that. Or maybe he was.
Slipping my fingers beneath the waistband, I hesitated, knowing once we’d done this, there was no going back. I felt like rolling my eyes at myself. It wasn’t like this was the first time I’d touched him or seen him naked, yet it felt like it.
It was different now.Iwas different.Hewas different.
We’d always be connected because of the baby, but now…now I didn’t want that to be the only reason.
I bent a little at the knees as I pulled his sweatpants down to midthigh, exposing him completely. My gaze couldn’t resist looking down at his erection that was pointing straight at me. I couldn’t hold off reaching out and running the tips of my fingers over the smooth velvetiness, relishing in the clench of his muscles as I wrapped my hand completely around it, then moved it up and down his length a couple of times.
“Fuck, Navy,” he gritted out, his hands reaching for the bottom of my T-shirt. Within seconds it was off me, just like my leggings were, but I did everything in my power to keep my grip around his cock. It jumped as his hands grabbed my panties at my hips. “I’ll buy you some more,” he said a second before the tear of material ricocheted throughout his bedroom.
His hand cupped my now naked pussy, his middle finger dipping into my slit and touching the bundle of nerves that felt oh so sensitive in that moment.
Dante dipped his head closer to me, his lips kissing just under my ear. “So wet for me, sweetheart,” his rough tone commented.
Goose bumps broke out over every inch of my skin causing me to shiver, but it wasn’t because I was cold, in fact, it was the complete opposite.
“I need you,” I groaned out, voicing what I’d been thinking since he’d first kissed me. I needed him more than my last breath.
“Say that again,” he growled, pulling back to look at my face. His finger and thumb captured my chin, pulling my attention up to him. “Again,” he demanded.
I swallowed, squirming as his finger stilled inside my slit. “I need you, D.”
“Fuck yeah, you do.” He wrapped his arm around my waist, banding our chests to each other. My hand was trapped, caught between his hand between my legs and his cock as he spun us around and sat on the edge of the bed. “Sit on me, sweetheart.”
Not hesitating, I did as he commanded, widening my legs as best as I could. His cock brushed against my inner thigh, the head so close to my opening that all it would take was one small shuffle and he’d be inside me.
“D,” I murmured, squirming on his lap, needing his hand to move again.
