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growl, half moan emanated from his chest. Dante’s fingers
bit into my thighs as he pulled my sex tight against his face and devoured. He
scraped his tongue against my clit, sucked.
    I came off the floor. A low, feral growl rumbled between us.
Hands clamped down on my hips and he pinned me in place. My body tightened,
wavering on the edge of another orgasm, this one so quick and powerful it
nearly hurt. I had no time to retreat, no time to panic. He changed strokes,
stiffening his tongue and then flicking.
    Stars danced behind my eyes. My muscles clenched with each
throbbing beat of pleasure and I let myself absorb each and every sensation.
And then he stopped.
    I opened my eyes and tried to remember how to breathe—hell,
how to speak. “Why’d you stop?” I all but cried.
    From between my legs, Dante met my gaze. Moisture glistened
off his chin and I knew I should be embarrassed, but somehow I wasn’t because
it was him. He licked his lips and smirked. “I don’t want you to climax yet.
Let the pleasure build. I’ll tell you when to let go.”
    I struggled to slow my racing heart. “How can I not come?”The
question was absurd considering a few minutes ago I hadn’t been able to come at
all.
    “Trust me, darlin’.”
    He dipped his head and pressed his tongue into my pussy.
Sucking, he thrust inside and caressed some magic spot that sent my blood
racing. I bent my legs at the knee and scraped my foot against the carpet.
    “Play with your breasts.”
    My breath hitched at the order and I found I liked him
bossy. A lot.
    I rolled my nipple, still damp from his mouth, between my
thumb and forefinger, pinched. Little pricks of pain had me sucking in breath
after breath. The harder I struggled not to come, the more intense the pleasure
became. Darkness wavered. Where instinct demanded I dive headfirst into the
abyss, I held back.
    “Very good,” he murmured against me, his words opening my
eyes and drawing my gaze to the sight of him feasting between my thighs.
    He was watching my face, head tilted so he didn’t miss my
expression. Drawing a finger through my moisture, he pressed deep inside my
core and brought me off the carpet.
    “You’re so tight.” His voice was deep and husky, a sexy rasp
that pushed me closer to euphoria. “And wet. Fuck, Hannah, you taste so good. I
could eat you all night.” He slid in two fingers. Back and forth against my
G-spot, he made a come-hither gesture with his digits. The pleasure, like
before, was sharp, instant ecstasy.
    Screaming, I writhed and cupped both of my breasts, pushing
them together. Dante never slowed. Instead, he sucked my clit into his mouth
and shook his head back and forth. There was an abrasiveness to his jaw that
scraped against my thigh and honed the sensations tightening inside. He added a
third finger, twisted and then plunged.
    “Come,” he demanded.
    I came. Spine arched and head thrown back, the orgasm ripped
through my nervous system and left every single muscle quivering. “Yes, Dante,
oh god, yes,” I cried.
    “Again,” he growled, sank his teeth against my thigh and bit
down.
    He pushed his fingers deep, curved and withdrew. As if he
truly were master of my body, and I merely his slave, another climax stole
through me. He brought me to one orgasm only to throw me into another. I came
so many times I, the girl who forgot nothing, lost count.
    It felt amazing.

Chapter Five
     
    By the time Dante was satisfied, sweat dripped between my
breasts and tears of intense pleasure wet the carpet beneath my head.
    He rose over my body and crashed his mouth against mine so I
could taste myself on his tongue. I sucked him into my mouth and threaded my
hand through his wild curls to hold him close. He thrust his hips against my
core and devoured my mouth.
    His cock was thick and hard, and when I reached between us
to undo his jeans, he caught my wrist.
    “No.”
    Between kisses, I asked, “Why?”
    “Because my pants are the only thing stopping me