“Dante!” I gasp, trying to close them, but he won’t let me.
“What?” he asks innocently, eyebrow cocked in confusion.
His hands are warm and rough as he slides them along the insides of my thighs. My toes curl instinctively as he gets closer and closer to my clit.
“This really isn’t the right time to be doing this,” I pant. A light sheen of sweat coats my forehead, and my head feels light and fuzzy from his ministrations.
I don’t even know if Evan is still alive or if he’s succumbed to the head injuries inflicted from Dante. I know I should have called the police, but then how could I explain to them what happened without getting Dante in trouble.
Dante’s eyes darken dangerously as he digs his fingernails into the soft flesh of my thighs, making me gasp.
“I don’t want you mentioning Evan anymore,” he says. His hair falls into his face, making him look like some kind of dark angel.
I swallow and nod. “Okay.”
As his hands continue their torturous exploration of my thighs, I lay my head back against the cushion and close my eyes.
This feels way too good, and a part of me almost feels bad that this is happening when Evan is seriously injured and most likely needs to go to the hospital.
“You’re thinking about him again, aren’t you?” Dante asks. His hands suddenly stop moving, and his eyes are harsh as he levels me with a furious glare.
“I’m sorry,” I say, reaching over to the coffee table and grabbing my phone. “Let me just call him really quick?—”
Before I even have a chance to turn my phone’s screen on, Dante rips it from my hand and shoves it in his back pocket.
“Can I at least just call him to see if he answers?”
Dante smirks. “Sure, fiore.AfterI’ve made you come again.”
“What?” I squeak. Before I have a chance to protest, Dante hooks his arms underneath my legs and tugs me down until I'm lying on my back. Then, he places one of the couch pillows underneath my hips before sinking to his knees on the floor and turning me just enough so his face is level with my pussy.
My face flushes furiously at being so spread open before him. I try to close my thighs again, but he grips them roughly and spreads them as wide as they’ll go.
“Don’t do that, fiore,” he says in a warning tone. “Don’t you dare hide from me. I want to see all of you, bella.”
Dante gently licks me from my ass all the way up to my clit, making me shiver and moan.
Oh. Fuck.
I lay my head back and stare at the ceiling, letting myself enjoy this moment of pure bliss.
CHAPTER 20
DANTE
Fuck,she tastes amazing.
I’ve imagined this moment for so long, and now I can finally have my flower all to myself.
I flick my tongue over her warm, sweet clit, teasing her and drinking her sweet nectar. If I didn’t have to eat for the rest of my life, I’d happily live off of the taste of her.
Images of Evan raising his hand to Essence flood my mind, and liquid fury courses through my veins. I’ll never allow him to hurt her again.Ever. Whether she chooses to be with me after today or not, I'll never stop protecting her and reminding her that she deserves every good thing in this world.
So I flick my tongue over her clit faster and around in circles, relishing in the sweet sounds coming from her mouth. This is how Evan should have treated her, and since he’s not giving it to her, I will.
Essence’s tiny hands grip my hair and tug. I grunt from the pain, but it feels so good when she hurts me that my cock starts to get even harder in my pants.
Oh, I almost forgot…
