“Too much. Too much,” she whimpered as she squirmed against him, but he gave her no quarter.
Dante explored her sheath with every thrust, finding and curling his fingers around a G-spot she hadn’t realized she even had, caressing the area with every stroke. Sarah’s head dropped against his shoulder as her back arched slightly, unconsciously, the pleasure nearly unbearable.
“It’s too much,” she keened. The overwhelming feel of his fingers, the hard pulsation on her clit, and the sensation of her own hands caressing her breasts was making her body writhe, desperate for relief.
“Come for me, sweetheart,” he ordered harshly.
Sarah had no choice. She unraveled, screaming Dante’s name as her body detonated, and she flew to pieces, trusting Dante to catch her as she fell.
CHAPTER 12
Dante held her trembling body as Sarah panted, her heart beating so fast that she was lightheaded. He shut the water off and picked her up in his arms as he stepped out of the shower. After sitting her gently on the bathroom counter, he grabbed huge, fluffy towels and started to dry her body and hair with slow, careful motions. Once she was dry, he dried himself roughly and grabbed a brush, running it through her hair carefully as she sat in almost a stupor of postorgasmic bliss.
This is another way he’s taking care of me.
“I still need you inside me,” Sarah told him shakily, her body and mind needing, craving that ultimate connection.
“I will be,” Dante told her huskily as he picked her up and carried her to his bedroom. “The first time I fuck you has to be in my bed, where you belong.”
Sarah wrapped her arms around his neck and inhaled his scent, getting intoxicated from the combination of musk and male. Dante exuded testosterone, and she almost felt like she could smell it, get drunk on the scent. He was claiming her in the most primordial way by wanting to take her the first time in his bed. Maybe it was a little like a caveman wanting to drag a woman off to his lair to have his way with her. It was a possessive action, and that just ramped up Sarah’s need even more. Something inside her responded to Dante’s dominance like a match to dry tinder, making her burn for him more with every possessive command or action, every claiming word he uttered. Her reaction was elemental, and she couldn’t stop it, even with logic.
He yanked back the covers on the bed and placed her in the middle, standing back and staring at her with a look so hot that it scorched her.
“I need you, Dante,” Sarah admitted honestly, heat pooling in the pit of her stomach and radiating to every fiber of her being.
He crawled onto the bed and wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly as he lowered his head to her shoulder. “I need you, too, sweetheart. I’ll always be here when you need me.”
Ferocious longing pulsated through Sarah’s body, even though she knew he wouldn’t always be here. She wanted Dante more than she’d ever wanted anything in her entire life, and she knew his admission wasn’t purely physical.
“Be with me,” Sarah pleaded, holding him tightly against her. Dante’s emotional wounds of losing his best friend were still fresh, and she wanted to hold him tightly like this for as long as he needed her, in whatever way he needed her.
“Sarah,” he uttered roughly, intensely, as though she was everything to him, and all of those yearnings were encompassed in just her name.
At that moment, they were locked together in a place where only the two of them existed, and Sarah could feel Dante all the way to her soul.
Dante rolled her onto her back and rose up on his elbows, staring down at her with eyes like liquid fire.
She reached up and stroked his jaw and cheek, both rough and whiskered as they always were at the end of the day.
“Condom,” he grumbled.
“No!” Sarah exclaimed. “I’ve been on birth control for years.” What was happening between her and Dante was raw and elemental, and she wanted to experience it that way.
“You didn’t tell me. Do you trust me?” Dante asked, his eyes burning even hotter. “You’ll be the first woman I’ve had bare. The only one I’ve ever wanted that way.”
“Yes.” She didn’t need to remind him right now that she’d seen his medical records. She wanted to be a first to him in that way. “I’m safe, too.”
“Sweetheart, you’re nowhere near safe right now,” Dante rumbled dangerously.
Sarah shuddered in anticipation. She’d waited for this moment for what seemed like forever. “Fuck me, Dante. No mercy.”
“No mercy for either of us,” Dante rasped, grasping her feet and urging her to put her legs around him.
She complied immediately, flexing her hips up only to feel his engorged cock sliding through her moist heat.
“Please. No more waiting.” Her core clenched tight, needing to be filled by him.