Peabody barks from the kitchen.
Dante holds my arm and stops me. “Wait. I want to check out the first floor.”
I nod and huddle in his jacket as it swallows me whole. He disappears into the house, not turning on many lights, just enough to get me to the kitchen.
Peabody makes excited noises as Dante reaches the kitchen.
“Hey, mutt.”
I grin, knowing Dante is probably squatting down to let Peabody give him kisses.
“Come on in, pip.”
I walk into the kitchen and sure enough Dante is almost on the floor with the little furball.
“Take him out and I’ll check upstairs.” Dante straightens and I shiver as awareness flows through me.
He heads to the stairs while I take Peabody into the backyard. Peabody runs in a few circles before doing his business and racing back to me.
“Okay, we’ll go to bed.” I open the door and Dante waits for me inside. He’s so large and imposing. He rarely smiles, even less than Wyatt. While Wyatt took care of me when I was young, I think I annoyed Dante when I followed them around.
And then I seemed like a pest that he needed to keep far away from Wyatt.
Now? Fuck, now he’s hot and I want another taste.
Realizing I spent too much time staring, I clear my throat. “Thanks for checking.”
“Are you okay to get yourself to bed?” He tips my chin up and studies my eyes.
“Are you offering to take me to bed?” The smile I give him is a little sloppy.
He shakes his head but the corner of his lips tilts up. He reaches into the refrigerator to grab a bottle of water. He holds it out to me and I take it.
When he scoops me into his arms, I let out a shriek. Liquid heat flows through me from where our bodies meet.
“What are you doing?” My arms wrap around his neck as he carries me up the stairs.
“Making sure you make it to your bedroom and don’t end up on the couch all night.” He nudges my bedroom door open with his foot and sets me down. “Wouldn’t want you to be late for work.”
Peabody comes running in and Dante lifts him up and puts him on the bed, where Peabody circles and lies down.
I take off Dante’s jacket and hand it to him. “Thank you.”
“Are you good, pip? I could come by later...” His words trail off. That would be a very naughty idea. And I wonder if that’s what he wants. To come over and crawl into bed with me. The idea of Dante curled around me makes my insides float like champagne bubbles.
“Dante?” I meet his eyes. “Do I get a kiss good night?”
“Sara.” His tone is a warning, but his cold eyes flash with a hint of heat that only encourages me.
Smirking, I arch an eyebrow in challenge. “Just a peck. Simple. It would help me sleep.”
“Only good girls get kisses.” He shakes his head, but lowers his mouth to hover over mine. His breath caresses my lips and my whole body buzzes with anticipation. “I’m not sure you’ve been a good girl.”
“I’ve been a good girl for a very long time, Dante.” I grab hold of his shirt. “It didn’t get me kisses.”
I go up on my toes and press my lips against his. He grabs my shoulders and I’m afraid he’ll push me away. I part my lips and slide my tongue against the seam of his lips. He groans in surrender and draws me in close, opening his mouth over mine and kissing me back.
I feel like a light bulb with too much energy, glowing so bright inside as he tastes my mouth and draws me even closer. Lifting me off my feet. I wrap my legs around his waist and his hard cock presses against my pussy with far too many layers between us.
