Page 142 of Wicked

“You’re the love of my life, baby.”

I don’t know what to say, and a lone word comes out, “But…”

“We’ll have to get married before we have children. It’s the Italian way. But only after some travel.”

“What?” I gasp.

Dante’s powerful body is close, and his presence is making my heart pound. His hands on my face are intense. Thumbs rub my cheeks, and my nipples pebble…

Again.

“You need to get used to being her,” he says. “My woman. My love. My wife.”

My mouth is open, but no sounds come out… Then…

“But you…”

Dante kisses me, and my last walls crumble.

“I love you, and for the rest of my life, I will protect you,” he says between kisses. “I adore you, Raven. And I promise you, I will worship you every second of every day.”

“And if I say no?” I say, panting, his lips on mine. Dante steps back, and he watches me closely. “And maybe I have some of my own demands.”

Dante crosses his arms, and he fights not to smirk. “And they are?”

“It’s not that I want to be claimed by anyone else,” I say, full of nerves. “But you’re my first and if you want me to be the last, I need to… experience it all.” My heart pounds and thank God we are alone.

If I didn’t have the mile around me in all directions, I’d never have the guts to say what I’m about to. “I want you to show me and teach me everything. All you know. Everything!”

There is silence and Dante’s eyes darken. I know he has always held back. I know he has fucked in far more ways than he’s shown me. I want to match him and explore things together.

“It makes sense, and it’s only fair,” I say. “You cannot tell me it doesn’t. Everything you’ve experienced sexually, you try on me and with me. We explore together, and if I’m not comfortable with… it, I’ll tell you, but if we go through life together, we go throughit all.”

I can tell his mind is at work because he lifts his chin an inch. As his chest rises, he inhales to talk.

“A deal, but we’ll take a lot of it slow.”

I gulp and beam inside. Dante is mine again and from now on, we’ll be one and experience everything together.

Being semi-naked and topless while he is in the suit is making my clit throb.

I step closer, and I speak low. “And I need an idea of what to… expect. Just so I know what I’m getting myself into.”

Dante watches me close, and he holds my hips against his. He looks down protectively even if I feel his now hard cock against my stomach.

“All I will tell you is, I promise not to share you, and we will never use cameras. I’ll also never hurt you.”

“Unless… unless I want to be hurt a little,” I say. “Like spanking. And maybe some leather riding crop action.”

Dante smiles. “You really are a kinky little minx.”

I giggle, embarrassed. “No, I’m not… well, not really.” We both laugh like our old selves. “I also have a few more things I want to try,” I say.

“Like?” my future husband asks below the palm tree.

“Sex in all kinds of places.”

“I take it you don’t mean anal again?”

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