Page 43 of His Son's Ex

“Dante—”

“Shh.” His hands slide up the outside of my thighs, pushing my skirt up along with them. His mouth follows, placing slow, searing kisses along the skin above my knee, working his way higher. He hooks his thumbs into my panties, the smirk he gives when he tugs them down devastating.

“Already so wet for me,” he murmurs.

My fingers clench against the desk as he drags his tongue along the inside of my thigh, teasing, tormenting.

“I want to hear you, Eva.” He nips at my skin, causing my body to jolt with anticipation. “I want you to be loud for me.”

I don’t get the chance to respond before he plunges his tongue into me.

A broken moan rips from my throat, my head tilting back as pleasure lances through me. His tongue moves with devastatingprecision, flicking and circling, tasting me like he’s savoring every second. He groans against me like I’m the most delicious thing he’s ever tasted, the sound alone nearly causing me to come undone.

My fingers fly to his hair, tugging, guiding, but he doesn’t let me control the pace. He’s determined to draw this out, to make me feel every stroke of his tongue, every hot breath against my slick heat.

My thighs tremble around his shoulders, my body strung tight, every nerve focused on the relentless pleasure he’s wringing from me. “Dante. Oh my god.”

He growls against me as his grip tightens, his tongue pressing harder, his lips sealing around my clit and sucking just right, sending a shockwave through my core. My body arches off the desk, and I see stars as my orgasm crashes over me, pleasure spiraling out from where his mouth is still working me through it.

I gasp his name, my nails digging into his scalp, legs shaking as he eases me down from the high with gentle, teasing licks. When I finally slump back against the desk, breathless and boneless, he chuckles softly, kissing my inner thigh before standing.

His eyes burn with lust as he looks at me, his mouth glistening with my arousal. He wipes his thumb across his lower lip, then licks it, like he’s savoring the taste.

“I’m not done with you yet.”

CHAPTER 10

DANTE

Two weeks later…

“You’re impossible.”

A smirk tugs at my lips. “Yet you keep coming back for more.”

She shoots me a glare that doesn’t quite disguise her grin. “I’m the head of cybersecurity, remember? I’m just doing my job.”

I laugh softly. “This isn’t your job.”

She slips her blazer from her shoulders, tossing it across a chair. “Oh no? Well, apparently, it’s about to be.”

I back up a step, sliding my tie off and tossing it on my desk. My shirt follows, revealing my torso, her hungry eyes raking over me. With one graceful movement, she sinks to her knees, hands moving to my belt buckle. I’m surprised by the action and my pulse hammers.

“Eva.”

She glances up through long lashes, a sly smile curving her lips. “Yes, boss?”

Before I can formulate a witty reply, my belt is undone, the button and zipper of my pants following suit. The cool air hits my skin, and I can’t help the groan that rumbles out as she frees me from the confines of my slacks and boxer briefs.

Her lips hover near my length, her warm breath sending sparks of anticipation through my veins. The sight alone is enough to make me dizzy with lust.

“Eva,” I say again.

She doesn’t answer. Instead, she leans forward and takes me into her mouth. The heat, the wet warmth, causes my head to tilt back, eyes squeezing shut as a growl tears from my throat.

I bury my fingers in her hair, guiding her gently, my body shuddering each time she slides her tongue along my shaft. The slow, purposeful way she moves sends white-hot shivers along every nerve. Her fingers grip my thighs for leverage, and I fight the urge to thrust harder, deeper.

She moves perfectly in tune with each ragged breath I take, and the tightness in my core coils. If I let her continue, I’ll lose it too soon.

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