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remember any man ever focusing on her this way. She didn’t know how she’d gone without it.
    She kept her gaze on his face. He was the most beautiful man she had ever seen. And that only added to her desire.
    He kept at it, his fingertips soft, but eventually her nipples were so hard that even the smallest touch felt like an abrasion. But lovely, wonderful. Sensation rose, intensified with each caress. She moaned.
    “Is it building?” he asked.
    “Yes. Yes . . .”
    “Good.”
    He pinched her, suddenly, hard, and her body arched up off the bed.
    “Oh!”
    The pain was followed by a flood of pleasure.
    “You like that, don’t you, Kara?”
    “Yes. Please, Dante. I want more.”
    He smiled, pinched again. And again, her body rose from the bed, pleasure like an electric current. Shocking. Leaving her tingling all over. Intensified when he used one hand to hold her down on the mattress.
    She loved that sensation of being controlled. She couldn’t think about why. It made no sense to her. But she was too lost in it to really question it. All she knew was that it was good .
    He leaned in and whispered, “I’m going to take them into my mouth now.” And he did just that, touching the wet tip of his tongue to one nipple, then the other, before sucking the hard flesh in.
    His mouth was hot, silky. Her nipples were rock-hard. Pleasure was even harder, like something solid moving through her. Her sex pulsed deep inside, a strange sensation, unlike anything she’d ever felt before. Some odd combination of him teasing her nipples and the sense of being under his hands. Under his command.
    He kept at it, sucking, biting, pinching the undersides of her breasts. She didn’t know how long it went on—it could have been an hour. Her skin was damp all over, her breath a panting rasp in her ears. Sensation crested in her body. Unbelievable.
    She was going to come.
    “Dante . . . I’m so close . . .”
    He sucked harder, pain and pleasure mingling until she didn’t know where one began and the other ended.
    “Oh God . . .”
    Her body hovered on that exquisite edge.
    “Please, Dante . . .”
    He lifted his head and murmured, “You’ve done very well, beautiful girl. Come now.”
    His mouth went to her nipple once more and latched on. And his hand went between her thighs, taking her clitoris and rolling it between his fingers.
    “Oh God!”
    Her climax shot through her, hard, intense. Almost too much to take. She yelled, her entire body arching, writhing in pleasure so intense she could barely stand it.
    She was still shivering with it when he climbed onto her, his sheathed cock slipping between her thighs and inside her.
    She felt helpless beneath him as he began to pump into her. Beautifully so.
    His thrusting cock was a solid shaft of flesh. Exactly what she needed. And as he had the night before, he set a hard, driving pace, pummeling into her.
    Their hips crashed. The pleasure of his body on hers was almost as great as his cock driving sensation deeper, deeper. Until she felt herself begin to clench once more, another climax rippling through her.
    “Jesus, girl . . . you are so beautiful. So damn good . . . Ah!” He shuddered, his mouth latching onto her throat as he came. And she held on, her arms around his neck.
    She tried to think of what they’d talked about. About how his command of her affected her, made the sex so intense. But she was too worn out, too spent. She closed her eyes, and with him softening inside her, she drifted off.

four
     

     
    Dante opened his eyes, peering at the clock on his nightstand. They’d slept for a while. It was early afternoon now. And he was starving.
    “Kara.”
    She didn’t stir.
    He watched her sleep, as he’d done earlier. Why was he so fascinated with this woman?
    She was gorgeous. He loved her lean, toned body, her endlessly long legs. The flawless curve of her ass. Her pale, smooth skin. He loved her long, silky hair, how the light made it look like it was woven