Page 18 of Fearless to Love

“Anyway, Alex loves this one song.Irisby The Goo Goo Dolls. She told Luke when they first started dating, she wanted to get married to it so, of course, Luke made sure it came to fruition.” Turning to me with a serene look on her face, Gabi, smiled. “Are you ready?”

“Ready.”

I think Gabi missed singing, and I’d do anything to help her. Even if it was singing in front of all my friends. Gabi strummed the guitar, and the boys danced around as their parents stood and held each other. They slow danced and looked into each other’s eyes. I thought it was sweet they did this every day and funny to watch with their height difference. No matter it was easy to see how in love they were.

As the song ended, Luke bent down to kiss Alex in a kiss that wasn’t appropriate for public, but we were all used to it. My eyes locked on Dante’s finding them hooded with lust.

Everyone broke up and started to pack up, I loved my friends, but I wanted to be alone with my new boyfriend. The moment they were out the door, Dante whipped me around pinning me to the door with his hot mouth on mine.

When he broke away, Dante panted. “I thought they’d never leave. You and Gabi singing,” he shook his head, grinding his thick length against me. “Look what you do to me.” The hard denim rubbed against my seam, hitting just the right spot causing me to moan. “I hope you don’t mind me fucking you against your door.”

I couldn’t respond. His head ducked down while simultaneously pulling down the neck of my t-shirt to lick and suck at my breasts.

“You’re amazing,” he groaned.

His other hand found the button and zipper of my jeans and made quick work of them. Breaking his mouth away from lavishing my breasts, Dante tugged my jeans and panties down in one quick movement. My hands undid his belt as his went to my shirt. Our arms and hands tangled, fumbling.

Dante’s deep chuckle brought my head up. His eyes twinkled. “I’m happy to have you undress me any time, siren, but let’s not kill each other in the attempt.”

We stripped each other hastily without knocking each other out. The moment our clothes were strewn all over the cool hardwood floor, our mouths collided. Our tongues dueled; teeth gnashed. My hand trailed down each ridge of his six-pack. My fingertips smoothed down his happy trail leading down to the promised land, wrapping around his base.

“Fuck me.” He bucked into my hand.

His hand skimmed up my inner thigh. My body heating the closer he got to where I needed him most. Dipping one finger inside my core, Dante moaned. “Your sweet fucking pussy is drenched for me.”

Withdrawing, his hands went to the backs of my thighs where he hoisted me up against the front door. On instinct, my arms and legs wrapped around his trim waist. Rubbing his shaft through my slick folds, we both groaned at the sensation.

I never knew one man’s touch could feel so good.

Placing his tip to my aching core, Dante pushed inside in one breathtaking thrust.

His pace was hurried, almost frantic, and I loved that I caused Dante to lose control in this way.

Clawing at his back, I clenched around him. Fireworks detonated around us. My eyes rolled back into my head as one ripple of ecstasy followed another.

Dante’s movements became jerky before he all but collapsed on top of me. With one last thrust of his hips, he groaned out something in Italian.

It was sexy as hell and if I hadn’t just been fucked within an inch of my life, I would have tackled him to the ground and started the whole thing over again. Instead, I rested my head against his as my breath heaved, my legs falling until the tips of my toes touched the floor.

Turning his head, Dante kissed my temple. “How does it keep getting better and better?” he murmured.

I had no idea, but I’d enjoy it while it lasted.

Scooping me up in his arms, Dante carried me upstairs gently laying me down on my bed. I watched as he moved into the bathroom. The muscles in his legs and back as he moved made my sex start to throb all over again. He came back out with a warm, wet washcloth and cleaned between my legs with reverent care.

Closing my eyes, I pushed back the stinging tears. Never had anyone cared for me this way. I knew then, if Dante wasn’t in my life, I’d never be the same.

Feeling the dip of the bed, I smiled as strong arms pulled me against Dante’s long and lean body. Curling around me, he kissed my shoulder. “Goodnight, my siren.”

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I wokeup to Dante rushing around the room trying to pull his pants over his delectable ass. Where was the fire? Slowly sitting up to lean on my elbow, I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. “What’s going on?”

“Shit.” Dante zipped up his jeans, rushed over to the bed, and planted a hot wet kiss on my lips before he searched the room for his t-shirt. “I’m incredibly late. I need to be at Flux in…” he looked at his watch and then up at me, “twenty minutes for a delivery.”

Jumping out of bed, I slipped on a robe and ran downstairs. “I’ll get a travel mug of coffee and some breakfast to go.” Once Dante left, I would probably end up falling asleep. We’d stayed up too late last night. No wonder he’d slept in.

“You don’t need to do that,” he said as he sat at the table to put on his shoes.

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