Page 61 of Do It For Me

“I have.”

Why does my heart burn?

“Recently?”

When he doesn’t answer, I glance up. He’s smirking.

“Are you jealous,amore?”

Heat floods my cheeks.

“I… I don’t know.”

He leans in closer. His hands trail over my body until his fingers reach my clit. I gasp. His lips brush over mine.

“The last time I touched a woman, I was twenty.” He thrusts his fingers inside me. “I haven’t even looked at another woman since I met you a few years ago.”

“You…knewme?”

His fingers curl inside me so fast I can’t even—

“I did. I know all of you, and you’ve got me so obsessed I don’t want anyone else. I only want you, all of you, for the rest of my life.”

Oh.

I cover my mouth with my hand, since he won’t kiss me, but he grabs my wrist and pulls it away.

“I want to hear you,ragnetta. I want to hear you scream when you come all over my fingers like the whore you are.”

Oh. My. God.

“Dante, I—”

He sucks one of my nipples, and I lose control of my body. My hips move, searching for release. I open my eyes, and there’s water leaking from me.

Dante stops.

This is so embarrassing.

“I swear I didn’t pee myself.”

He scoffs and holds me in his arms.

“I know,vita mia.But that’s not even half of what I can do to you.”

He throws me onto the bed and kneels in front of me.

“You can fight me and ask me to stop,” he reminds me. “I’ll only do it when you say blood.”

I nod, but I don’t want him to stop. Not now. Maybe some other time.

He spreads my thighs, his gaze locking with mine as he presses his tongue to my clit. My breathing becomes heavy, especially when he starts sucking on it.

“Voglio che tu mi sborri in faccia.11”

Oh, my—

I cover my mouth. He thrusts his fingers in and out of me while his tongue moves in tandem. I have no idea how this can feel so good—or how quickly he can make me come.