Page 35 of Captive in His Castle
His breaths were heavy, too.
“Callie, look at me,” he commanded huskily.
It felt like forever until she obeyed and glazed eyes of the deepest blue locked onto his.
Something… a pulse… passed between them and punched deep in his chest. “Sei molto bella,” he breathed before lowering his mouth to hers.
There was only a moment of resistance before her lipsyielded, and then the sweetness of her breath seeped into his senses and melded with the musky taste of her already lying on his tongue.
Dio, he thought he might just have died and gone to heaven.
With a gentleness he hadn’t known he possessed, he coaxed her lips apart and slid his tongue into the hot, sweet depths of her mouth. To feel the first tentative flicker of Callie’s tongue against his and the first tentative touch of her hand on his bare neck… the shock of sensation was incredible, drowning out any expected triumph.
Groaning into her mouth, he deepened the kiss.
Mouths and tongues locked in a sensuous, silent dance, her fingers scorching his skin in a slowly emboldening exploration, the need to possess her and make herhisthrummed through his flesh and bones in a heavy, rhythmic beat.
“Dio, carina, you are driving me insane,” he muttered. “I need to have you.”
Callie had lost her mind. She’d never known that kissing…kissing… could make a person so drunk with desire. The climax Dante had taken her to was already nothing but a whispered memory in her veins. Shockingly, she wanted more. Wanted everything. His erection was nudging against her, bigger and harder than even her most shameful imaginings had conjured, and she wanted it. She wantedhim…neededhim inside her with a fevered desperation that had her scraping her fingers through his soft hair, the only softness on a body that was rock wrapped in smooth, warm flesh.
He groaned into her mouth again and muttered her name, the groan deepening as she tightened her hold around him, crushing her breasts against his chest, and raised her thighs in a silent plea.
A dimsomethingwas pulsing in Dante’s head, a vague sensation that there was something he needed to do, but thenshe tilted her pelvis and the tip of his erection was clasped by a heat he couldn’t begin to resist, and when she hooked a thigh around his waist and her hand clasped his buttock in a mute plea, all he could do was obey the demands of their mutual passion and sink himself inside her tight, slick heat.
Dio del cielo.
He didn’t know who broke the fusion of their mouths to lock eyes, but the shocked wonder reflecting at him seared itself straight into his heart.
He kissed her again…Dio,he’d never known kissing could contain such passion and meaning… and groped for her perfect bottom. Clasping it tightly, he withdrew to the tip and then slowly drove back into her until their groins fused. And then he did it again and again and again, drawing out the heady pulsating pleasure that was like nothing else in this world, revelling in the sensations, the primal moans coming from Callie’s throat feeding the all-consuming intensity until it was all he could do to hold on.
Callie clung to him, all her senses, every atom of her being consumed by Dante, her moans smothered by his mouth. He was inside her, massively inside her, filling her with a completeness she’d never known existed, driving her to a place where she didn’t know where he began and she ended. Utterly out of control, she hovered on the edge of ecstasy as he drove her higher and higher, the tempo of his thrusts becoming faster, harder, taking her closer and closer to the pinnacle still alive in her veins but even higher; higher, higher, higher until her world exploded andsheexploded, panting and crying as sensation racked her in a rhythmic motion that clasped around him and drove him into her one final time and their bodies spasmed together in a drawn-out wave of rapture.
The heavy beats of Callie’s heart pressed like a burr through their sweat-slicked chests. Dante had no idea how long they’d laid like this, with him still tight inside her, arms wrapped tightly around each other, and their cheeks pressed together.
But his weight must be squashing her, and it was with much reluctance – more reluctance than he’d ever felt before, that he nuzzled his nose into her cheek for one last inhalation before pulling himself off her.
Flat on his back, he reached for her hand and tried to snatch a breath.
There was a fleeting moment where their fingers locked and she returned his squeeze, but then she tugged her hand away and rolled onto her side with her back to him. “You can go back to your room now.”
He gave a shout of shocked laughter and stretched his sated body. “Are you kidding me?”
“Nope. You got your way, and now you can sod off.”
“Well, you certainly know how to bring a man back down to earth. I don’t think I expected gushing plaudits, but I have to admit, I hoped for something a little more effusive thansod off.”
Her shoulders were shaking.
Grinning, he rolled over and spooned himself to her laughter-wracked body. He understood why she was laughing.Hewanted to laugh, in sheer incredulous joy at what they’d just shared. “I’m sorry,carina, but that was so good that I think I’ll just stay here so we can do it all again.”
Good. Possibly the biggest understatement of his whole life.
But then, how to describe the best experience of his whole life?
Evenbestdidn’t do it justice. The way he was feeling in that moment, he could bound over buildings in single strides.
It had beenincredible. Just incredible.
