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I moaned loudly as he took my bottom lip between his teeth and pushed into a deep kiss with searching, pulsing tongues.
Slowly, he led me down to the bed, and I knew I would never be able to look at this horrendous pink quilt in the same way again.
Dante’s hands wereeverywhere, exploring my body thoroughly and drawing moans and sighs from my lips.
Dante slipped a hand beneath the waistband of my underwear and brushed his thumb against the tight bundle of nerves between my legs. My back arched from the mattress; the sensation was so overwhelming. I had made friends with my vibrator thinking about Dante. But Dante actually here in my bed? That was all too much for my poor, overworked nervous system to process.
He began to rub the spot more steadily, fumbling slightly to find the rhythm that set off fireworks behind my eyes. When he got it right, a loud moan escaped, and he muffled the cry with a kiss.
“Does that feel good?” he asked, continuing with the relentless torture.
I smiled and gasped, “Yes, Dante, fuck, that feels good. Better than I could have imagined,” I whispered, my eyes fluttering closed.
I could feel how wet I was for Dante as he kept touching me. He moved away, and I whimpered at the loss of contact. He chuckled, but came back with a condom he grabbed from his wallet.
He rolled on the condom and then turned his attention to my breasts, covering one nipple in his delicious mouth.
At the same time, he tugged my underwear down and tossed them to the floor. I felt him notch against my entrance and slowly push in. My body pushed back against the invasion, and Dante reached his hand between my legs and started to rub again. Glittering bits of light flashed filled my vision, and I felt my body relax and start to let him sink into me.
Dante stayed still for one long moment, both of us trying to catch our breath. Slowly, he started moving. Pleasure and warmth washed over me as Dante moved, whispering beautiful, dirty things in my ear and touching me everywhere. It wasn’t long before I felt the tension building, rising, tightening to something impossible in my body before shattering into shimmering pieces. Dante quickly followed me over the edge and dropped his forehead, slick with sweat, onto mine.
I heard the words slip past my lips before I could stop them.
“I think I love you, Dante.”
He kissed my forehead.
“Sunflower, you’re the sweetest girl I’ve ever met,” he said and rolled to the side, falling asleep.
I wished I hadn’t said that. I felt like I ruined a perfect moment.
But also, I wished he’d said he loved me, too.
