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“What the fuck, Adele?” he growls, his eyes black pools of lust. He looks like a stalking predator might do just before that final leap at their prey. “Just how greedy can you get?”

I let my gaze drop to his still-hard cock. “I should be asking you that, Dante. You’re still hard as a rock after that.”

I lean forward to lick off the cum dribbling off his tip. And I finally taste him. Thick and creamy. Salty sweet. I could certainly get used to it.

Dante holds me close as he slowly pulls me to my feet. My breasts drag across the hard planes of his torso, sparking fireworks as I go. He looks at me like he wants to devour me whole. And I know that’s exactly what he’s going to do.

Once back on my feet, I lean and wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. His rigid cock pulses against my stomach. “Take me. Hard,” I whisper hoarsely.

“Sure, you don’t need a break?” Dante teases me softly.

“No,” I moan.

Dante lifts me up, his hands gripping my ass as he carries me to the bed. He lays me down, then settles his big body between my spread thighs. He takes my mouth again, his tongue tangling with mine until I’m wantonly sliding my wet folds along his thighs and moaning as sensation ripples out from my clit.

And then he’s slowly sliding inside me, inch by glorious inch, until he fills me up completely. I gasp, my nails digging into his back as I stretch to take all of him.

Still, I crave more.

“Harder,” I beg, my voice strained with need.

Dante growls, and then his hips are snapping into mine with a force that leaves me breathless.

Then he wraps my right leg around his waist while bending my left leg so my calf is pressed right against his ripped torso. I’m completely open and vulnerable to his hard thrusts in a way I’ve never been.

His eyes never leave mine as he thrusts so deep that all I can do is gasp and squirm. “This hard enough, baby?”

I nod, moaning brokenly.

His fingers stroke my hip, thumb right over my hypersensitive scar, and I tremble. Then he starts pressing in deep, past the point of pleasure, past soothing tender muscles. Hard enough to hurt. To bruise.

“And now?”

“Fuck. Dante!” My leg spasms around his waist even as my pussy clenches around his cock. Identical responses, one produced by intense pleasure, the other, searing pain, transforming the experience into something ethereal as I race toward my release.

He doesn’t let up, slamming hard and hitting spots inside me that make me tremble and jerk while his wicked thumb presses in harder and harder.

I lose my mind, caught in a flood of endorphins. I don’t realize how much I’m screaming, begging him to end my torture. To never stop torturing me. To fuck me until I can’t feel anything beyond how hard he’s making me come.

And then I’m right there at the point of no return as the orgasm explodes in me. It’s been swelling inside me and threatening to consume me since the moment we started arguing, and now I can only sob as he fucks me through it until I’m breathless and spent.

Dante shudders and follows me over the edge, his own release coming hot and fast.

We lay there for a moment, our bodies entwined, breathing in short, ragged gasps. His heart pounds hard against my breasts in a rhythm that feels identical to mine.

He rearranges us so I’m fully tucked under him, then supports some of his weight on an elbow. Other than that, he makes no move to get off me. Instead, his fingers start to stroke my bruised, still-spasming thigh.

And I’m terrified by how much I loved the way it hurt.

Chapter Thirty

Dante

The harsh chords of heavy metal music blare from the speakers, a much-needed distraction and an anchor to my slowly unraveling mind. Because Addy is driving me insane.

The last twenty-four hours have been like a sledgehammer was taken to the shackles in my mind and now I’m left reeling with the dark satisfaction that I’ve broken every rule. Crossed every line.

I’ve always sensed this tantalizing part of Addy and have been inexorably drawn to it without fully understanding why. Now her cravings are another matter entirely. Fucked doesn’t even begin to cover what I am at this point.

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