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“I need you inside me,” Dante finally moans against my jawline after another of at least several hundred kisses trailed along my skin.

I try to pull my head together enough to reply. “How? Tell me how…” My voice sounds so far away.

Dante sits up a bit. “Condom…” he mumbles. “Shit.”

“Mm,” I hum, my head and body feeling a bit like they’re floating on a cloud. “Drawer. Left drawer.” I remember distantly.

Dante’s movements are unbalanced, and he nearly falls off the bed as he leans over, yanks the drawer open, and pulls out a completely unopened box of condoms. I take a moment to catch my breath as I watch him rip open the box like an animal, grab one, and rip it open. The other condoms go flying out of the box onto the floor.

I gasp as Dante unrolls the lubed condom onto my aching dick.

He crawls back on top of me, straddling me, and reaches underneath himself. I hadn’t quite thought about if Dante liked taking it versus giving it. I’d always thought that people preferred one or the other. It’s clear now that Dante enjoys givingandreceiving, and as he sinks down onto my cock, I realize I do, too.

Dante grunts as he takes me in, and I feel him surround me, hot and tight. It’s a foreign feeling, but one that quickly sends shocks of pleasure through my entire body. I arch up against him, causing my cock to push up into him even more. He places his hands on my chest, and I feel him quiver on top of me.

“Fuck, baby…you feel so fucking good inside me,” he tells me through a moan.

Something about the most dangerous man I know riding my dick in my bed and moaning in pleasure about it has me ready to explode.

“Oh my God,” I gasp, and tilt my head back. My hands fly to his hips, just above his thighs, and squeeze them tightly.

“Ahh, that’s it!” Dante bounces on top of me. “Fuck me, Ethan.”

As he moves on top of me, I start to rock my hips up against him. My length doesn’t move out of him very much, but what little does, smacks against him each time. His ass and thighs smack down against me as well, and the sound is one of the hottest things I’ve ever heard.

His fingers dig into my chest and I dig my nails into his hips in response. I’m desperate to be even closer to him, and to hear him moan louder.

“Fuck, fuck,fuck!” Dante growls and grunts between breaths. I feel his ass pulsing around my cock, almost in time to my own throbbing.

My balls squeeze, and his ass squeezes around me, too.

“I’m coming!” I gasp, and buck my hips against his harder, faster.

Dante’s breath catches in his throat at the same time as mine, and he leans down against me, burying his face in my chest.

Everything goes fuzzy and scorching hot as I come with my dick inside of Dante. His cum splatters on my stomach and chest at the same time.

We both tense and relax just seconds apart. Complete and utter bliss floods my body, and I hear his sob of pleasure and emotion muffled against my neck and shoulder.

“Dante,” I whimper.

I slide my hands up from his hips to his back and wrap my arms around him.

Dante’s body goes limp on top of mine, and I relax completely under him. A few minutes later, I shift my hips so that my dick slides out of him and rests against his thigh.

Hot, sweaty, and wet…it doesn’t matter as I hold him, cuddling him as tightly as I can with how tired I feel.

I feel tears against my neck, and I rub his back lazily.

I start to say something, but before I can get the words out, I fall asleep.

14

DANTE

I’m not sure what time it is when I wake up beside Ethan. It’s pitch black in the room aside from the moonlight that peeks in through the cheap blinds. In my sleep I managed to roll over onto my side and wrap my arms around him instead of lying on top of him. My head is groggy and my face is sticky from tears. It’s not the only part of my body that’s sticky and damp, but for some reason it’s the one I notice first as I wake.

The room is quiet. I know Ethan isn’t asleep because he’s not snoring. He doesn’t snore loudly, but enough that it’s clear when he’s asleep or not.