Page 7 of Fearless to Love

I peppered kisses all over his face as he carried me to my bedroom. It only took a few moments, but it felt like forever. I could tell he was as anxious as I was, making me want to touch and feel him everywhere. Sitting me down on the side of the bed, he slowly slipped the straps of my dress down my arms revealing my aching breasts. My nipples were already hard in anticipation. When my dress slipped down my body pooling at my feet, Dante’s mossy green eyes darkened with lust as he licked his lips.

“You’re crazy fucking beautiful, do you know that?”

“Dante,” I admonished. I knew I didn’t accept compliments well, and all I could do was blush and turn my head. My ex had made sure to make it impossible to accept anything nice anyone ever said about me.

“Every inch of you is beautiful. Let me show you.”

Kneeling before me, he kissed up one leg and then the other before hooking his thumbs through my black lace panties and slowly tugging them off. By the time they hit the floor, I was panting with need.

This time when I moaned his name it was for a different reason. I needed him more than I’d ever needed anyone before in my life.

“Sit back and let me take care of you. Let me worship you the way you deserve.” His voice was low and thick with need.

Leaning back on my elbows, I watched as Dante quickly undressed before me. He made quick work of his shirt that was only hanging on by one sleeve along with his shoes and jeans. Leaving on his boxer briefs. My eyes trailed over the golden skin that was stretched over sculpted muscle. Holy hell, Dante’s body was hot as fuck. When my eyes trailed down, I gulped at the length that was contained in black fabric, unsure how it would be possible to fit inside me.

Kneeling again before me, Dante’s large hands ran up my thighs and pulled my legs apart. His fingers skimmed along my slit. His eyes trained on my center. “You’re beautiful and so wet for me.” Dipping his head, he lapped at my core, the entire time his eyes were locked on mine. One finger slipped inside and my core instantly spasmed.

I moaned and writhed beneath him as he fucked me with his fingers. His tongue drove me wild as it swirled and kissed my clit as if it was my mouth.

My body was trembling from head to toe as tingles ran down my spine. With one final crook of his finger, I came undone on Dante’s fingers and mouth. The world blacked out before me. All I felt was pleasure.

When I finally came back down to Earth, Dante was kissing up my body. His hot mouth latched onto my nipple. My fingers threaded through his silky hair. He laved and sucked until I was grinding against his cloth covered cock.

“Dante, I need you. Please.” My hands went to his boxer briefs, tugging them down over his straining erection. My eager hand wrapped around his engorged head causing him to moan.

“Wait, Lily,” he groaned, pulling back. “Condom.”

“I’m clean and on the pill.” I didn’t want anything between us. Ever.

“I’m clean too.” He rubbed his cock up and down my slit. Coating himself in my juices. “Are you sure? I can use a condom.”

“Absolutely.”

Bracing himself on his forearms, Dante slowly started to ease into me. I gasped as he started to fill me.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” he moaned against my mouth.

“It’s been a long time. Please be gentle,” I panted.

“Always.”

He groaned as he pushed into me inch by inch sweat beading on his forehead. Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore he bottomed out. Dante stilled letting me adjust to his size, kissing me lazily. After a few moments, I desperately needed him to move.

“You’re so tight and wet,” he strained for composure.

“Please, Dante,” I begged as I started to move my hips. I was deliciously full and for the first time in my life felt complete. I needed him to move. Now.

Listening to me, Dante started to move, at first slow as he let me get acquainted with his size. I wasn’t sure how he’d managed to fit, but he did. His eyes roamed over my body, paying particular attention to where we were joined. When we locked eyes, his had darkened from lust driving me higher.

One arm wrapped around my shoulders and the other around my waist before he lifted me until we were chest to chest. With this new angle, I was deliciously full and knew it would be easy to get addicted to him and his cock. Thrusting together, our mouths locked in a fiery kiss. Pleasure coiled from the base of my neck to my core. My nails dug into his shoulders as I started to contract around him. I felt him swell and finally let go inside of me, and another orgasm ricocheted through me, leaving me utterly spent.

Gently laying me down, Dante curled around me, wrapping me in his arms. We fit perfectly together. My small frame melded against his large one in perfect symmetry. Eyes sleepy, his fingers ran up and down my arm as if he couldn’t stop touching me. His delicate caresses were putting me to sleep.

I snuggled closer to him, kissing his chin before settling down and tangling our legs together. I could only manage to utter one word as I started to drift away. “Stay?”

His arms tightened around me, kissing the top of my head.

As I fell asleep in the arms of Dante Ricci, my last thought was I was completely and utterly in love with him and it had only been one date.

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