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She groaned as he manhandled her, shifting their positions until he was sitting and she was astride him. He winced sightly as his still-tender ass hit the fabric. “Wrap that delicious pussy around my cock.”

She moaned as she lowered herself onto him, her walls shuddering around him as he stretched her. He lifted his chin when she leaned down to kiss him, parting eagerly for her when she ran her tongue along his lips. She explored his mouth greedily. Every corner of him tasted like her.

Dante wrapped his hands around her ass and pulled her to grind against him as he pumped his hips. She let him control her movement and savored the sensation of the slow drag of him inside her as he fucked her.

She curled her fingers in his hair and pulled his head back to break the kiss, enjoying the desire etched into his face as she stared down at him.

“Gods, you’re beautiful. I just want to bask in you,” he said with an unsteady voice. “Ride me until you come again.”

She rocked faster at his urging, grinding her clit against him. In moments she was on the edge, but held back the orgasm by bearing down, crying out against his mouth as her body gripped him. Dante grabbed her ass hard and pulled her to him as his hips thrust faster.

Mari arched her back and let go, her orgasm tumbling through her unhindered. She clenched around his cock and savored the way his strokes became uneven as he came inside her pulsing body. Wrapping her arms around him, she held him close as the aftershocks gradually eased.

He kissed her neck as she relaxed against him, his hands rubbing up and down her back. “I’ve got bad news for you.”

“What’s that?” She rested her head on his shoulder and sighed pleasantly. One of the things she liked most about him was how tactile he was.

“I think I’m addicted.” He hugged her against him. “You may never get rid of me.”

Mari laughed. “I’m not sure you could get away now even if you wanted to. She seems to really like you.”

He let out a long breath. “Being the object of her desire was like nothing I’ve ever felt before.”

Mari brushed her fingers over his cheek. “This isn’t what you signed up for.”

“I’m good, Mari.” He turned to kiss her. “Submitting to possessive Dommes is what I do professionally. So while it’s a bit of a surprise, it’s also something I’m uniquely qualified to deal with. And the perks are nice.”

“If she does anything that really scares you, I want you to tell Cisco right away.”

Dante reached to hold the back of her neck. “Sweetheart, Iloveto be scared.”

Chapter 17

A few quiet dayslater, Dante came into Mari’s office and sat on the corner of her desk. He waited patiently while she tied off the weave she’d been working on and swiveled to face him.

His dimples were out in full force. Saints, he was beautiful when he smiled like that. “When was the last time you were on a date?”

She blinked at him. “Pretty much never?” Friday nights at the club hardly counted, though she enjoyed herself, it was more like an obligation than recreation.

His smile fell for an instant, but even coming face-to-face with the demons from her past couldn’t ruin his good mood. “I’m taking you out this weekend.” Her face must have betrayed her doubts, because he continued, “I already asked dad.”

That made Mari laugh. “So now that Vincent is out of the picture, house arrest is over?”

Dante nodded. “We have to take Rio as a chaperone, but I think he’ll still let us have some fun.”

“A night out with two of my favorite men in the world? That sounds like a wonderful time to me.”

If his smile was bright before, it was dazzling now. “I would say wear something sexy, but everything is sexy on you.”

When Friday rolled around, the outfit Cisco picked out for Mari’s date was perfect. A sleeveless cherry red silk dress that caressed her curves with a hint of obsessive adoration. Lacing crisscrossed her back to hold everything in place while showing off the maximum amount of skin possible. The skirt was short and just slightly flared so that it swung with every step.

Cisco sat on the lounge in their bedroom with her foot in his lap, buckling the dainty strap of a glittering champagne heeled sandal around her ankle. When he was done, his hands drifted up her calf, over her knee to stroke her thigh. The hunger in his expression was obvious when he met her eyes.

She reached to run her hand through his hair. “I have to go,” she said regretfully.

“I know.” He kissed her knee and grabbed a handful of her ass through the matching booty shorts that he’d insisted on with a smirk. After a quick fondle, he swatted her playfully. “Have fun tonight. That’s an order.”

He escorted her out to the front hall where Dante and Rio waited. They were both dressed for a night out at a club—Dante in a skin-tight tank that sparkled with rainbows when he moved and Rio with a shimmering silver vest that showed off his muscular shoulders and trim waist. When she looked them both over and knew they were hers for the rest of the night, she was overcome with the urge to pull them into the nearest closet and have her way with them.

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