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Chapter Twenty-Seven: Dante

I took her to bed, placing her softly on the mattress and easing myself beside her. Jade’s eyes followed me with a curious, excited gleam, her breaths still coming in shuddering gasps. I brushed errant curls from her flushed face, watching as she shifted closer to me, her body curling against mine like a perfect puzzle piece.

“Where did that come from?” I traced lazy circles on her bare shoulder, my eyes never leaving her face.

Jade giggled lowly, pulling the sheet closer to her chest as she propped herself up on one elbow. “Desperation makes you do strange things,” she admitted, a distant look clouding her usually bright eyes.

“Hey. You can always fuck me,” I said. “You don’t even have to ask.”

She furrowed her brow. “I’m going to ask.”

“I’d expect nothing less,” I responded, my fingers continuing their soft journey across her skin. “Doesn’t mean I won’t say yes every time.”

A soft laugh escaped her lips as she traced a finger down my bare chest. “I suppose that’s reassuring to hear,” she murmured, her gaze flickering up to meet mine in the dim light of the bedroom.

“Like I expect you’ll say yes if I say I’m desperate to go down on your right now.”

Her eyes widened at my words, her lips parting slightly in surprise. For a brief moment, she was silent, as if weighing my offer. Then, with a mischievous glint in her eyes, she moved away from me, lying back against the sheets while pulling me along with her.

“Prove it,” she challenged, her voice steady despite the blush spreading across her cheeks.

“Wait. Take your top off first.”

“Only if you take your shirt off too,” she countered, her voice a tantalizing mix of mischief and encouragement.

With a smirk playing on my lips, I took hold of the hem of my shirt, pulling it over my head before tossing it to the side. Jade’s eyes were instantly on me, her gaze raking across my exposed chest. The intensity of her stare sent a jolt of desire coursing through me, but I remained patient, savoring the anticipation etched across her face.

I didn’t need to be told twice. I moved quickly, kissing down her neck, her chest, until I was nestled between her thighs. I pressed my lips against her, relishing in the sharp intake of breath she let out.

Matching my actions, Jade sat upright, crossing her arms before tugging her shirt over her head. Her dark waves tumbled down around her shoulders as she shook her hair out, offering me an unimpeded view of her bare chest. My breath hitched in my throat at the sight. Even in the dim light of the penthouse suite, she was stunningly beautiful.

“Well then,” I murmured, my voice thick with desire. “Let’s proceed.”

Without further ado, I leaned in, pressing my lips to the curve of her neck. Her body arched into mine as I trailed kisses down her collarbone and toward her breasts. She gasped as my mouth found one nipple while my hand massaged the other, a moan escaping her lips as I flicked my tongue against the sensitive peak.

I took my time, memorizing the taste of her, the way she bucked and writhed beneath me, the sweet, sinful sounds she made as my mouth moved lower. Her belly was warm under my lips.

I paused there for a moment, pressing a soft kiss to her skin before continuing on my path. Jade’s breath hitched as I moved lower still, my lips brushing the inside of her thigh.

“Dante,” she breathed, her fingers threading through my hair in anticipation. My hands found their place on her thighs, keeping her open to me in the most intimate way possible.

Slowly, achingly slow, I pressed my lips to her center. Jade let out a low groan that reverberated through the silent room and down to the very core of me.

I could taste myself in her, a rich and intoxicating flavor that only spurred me on. I ran my tongue over her swollen folds, dipping into her warmth. Her hands clenched in my hair while she rolled her hips, pressing herself further onto my mouth.

“Fuck, Dante,” she whimpered, urging me on. I obliged, using my fingers to part her as I lapped at her center. Her cries grew louder, resonating through the room. I could feel her muscles tightening under me as her body arched off the bed.

I continued to lavish attention onto her, relishing every whimper and gasp that escaped her lips. I traced circles around her clit with my tongue before sucking it into my mouth. She let out a high-pitched cry at that, one that nearly undid me then and there.

I pressed a finger into her pussy and felt her clench around me. Jade threw her head back, her body trembling as she cried out my name. Her hands fisted in my hair, pulling me closer to her core as she rode out the waves of ecstasy.

I added another finger, stretching her as I moved in a rhythm designed to elicit the most pleasure. She was dripping wet and I reveled in the knowledge that I was the one making her unravel like this.

My fingers curled, finding her g-spot as my tongue continued to circle her clit. “Dante,” she whimpered, her voice a broken whisper as she writhed beneath me, bucking against my mouth and hand. I increased my pace, the need to bring her over the edge becoming all-consuming. My name fell from her lips like a prayer, her voice rising in pitch as she approached her climax.

I added another finger, curling them to strike that sweet spot inside her as I sucked and licked at her clit. Her cries become high-pitched whimpers, breaking into a long moan that echoed throughout the room. I felt her inner muscles clench around my fingers as she came, her body convulsing beneath me in waves of pleasure.

Her thighs trembled around my head and I didn’t stop until she gently pushed me away, unable to handle the intensity of sensations. With one last lingering kiss on her inner thigh, I moved to lie beside Jade again, pulling her trembling body into my arms.

“I’m going to fuck you now, Jade,” I said.

Her post-orgasmic haze broke, and she flashed me a sated, lopsided grin. “Are you now?” she challenged, her voice husky and laden with satisfaction.

Without waiting for further invitation, I moved over her, my body blanketing hers as I settled into the cradle of her hips. Jade’s hands found my shoulders, nails scraping lightly down my back as I lined myself up against her entrance.

“Yes,” I breathed out in response, meeting her gaze. Her eyes were heavy-lidded but filled with trust and anticipation. The sight stoked the fire within me even further.

Slowly, I pushed into her welcoming heat, biting back a groan at the tight clench of her around me. Jade gasped beneath me, tossing her head back against the pillow as she adjusted to the intrusion. The sight of her underneath me, flushed and ready for me was intoxicating.

“Fuck, you’re so wet.”

Jade gasped beneath me, tossing her head back against the pillow as she adjusted to the intrusion. The sight of her underneath me, flushed and ready for me was intoxicating.

Her fingers dug into my shoulders as I started to move, each thrust met with a sigh or a mewl from Jade’s lips. She lifted her hips to meet mine in rhythm, allowing me to go deeper each time. The room was filled with the sounds of our mingling breaths and low moans.

I kept my thrusts slow at first, wanting to draw out this moment, to savor it. Her legs wrapped around me tightly, her nails digging into my back as she gasped and moaned beneath me.

“Harder, Dante.” Jade’s voice was a low purr in the darkness, her lips brushing against my ear as she whispered her demand.

I increased my rhythm then, my movements becoming rougher at her urging. She responded with a keen of pleasure that sent a jolt of desire through me.

“That’s it...yes,” Jade breathed, her hands moving to grip my hair as her body writhed under mine. “Harder.”

I obliged, thrusting into her with a renewed vigor. Her body was a perfect fit for mine, accommodating me with a delicious tightness that had me gritting my teeth in pure pleasure. A low growl rumbled in my throat, matching the rhythmic chorus of Jade’s cries and moans.

The room began to spin. The heady scent of our sex, the heat of our bodies, the intoxicating sound of Jade’s pleasure; it was all-consuming. I barely registered the sweat trickling down my chest, irrelevant against the ecstasy coursing through each nerve ending.

“Fuck...Dante...” Jade whimpered beneath me. Her body moved with mine, lost in our shared rhythm, every sharp intake of breath or soft sigh magnifying the deep connection between us.

The intensity was unbearable; every thrust sent a new wave of pleasure crashing over us. I could feel Jade tighten around me, her body rippling with the oncoming orgasm. She reached one hand between us, her fingers finding her clit and adding to the overwhelming sensations.

“Come for me, Jade,” I urged against her ear, my voice strained with restraint. She responded with an uncontrolled whimper before succumbing to the powerful climax shaking her whole existence.

Her inner walls clenched around me so tightly I could barely pull out before sinking back in. With each spasm, I felt myself edge closer to my own release. “Dante,” she whimpered again, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Shhh,” I soothed, my lips finding hers. She tasted sweet and wild, a combination that intoxicated me. My thrusts turned more erratic, Jade’s body wrapped around mine like a second skin, so tight and perfect that it pushed me over the edge.

With a final thrust, I found my release, my vision blurring at the edges as pleasure washed over me. My groan of satisfaction mingled with her soft sighs, echoing off the high ceilings of our room.

My heart pounded in my chest as I pulled out of her slowly. Jade whimpered at the loss of contact but didn’t protest when I pulled her into my arms, both of us spent and satiated.

I buried my nose in her hair, her scent filling my lungs and calming my racing heart. Her fingers traced lazy patterns on my chest, sending pleasant shivers through me even after our intense session.

“I love you,” I murmured against her ear, earning a soft giggle from her.

She turned to look at me, her eyes wide. “Dante, I–”

“It’s okay. You don’t have to say anything.”

“No, Dante,” she said softly. “I love you too.”