Page 47 of In the Cover of Darkness

Smiling at me, he rubs his hands over my thighs, around my ass and pulls me against himself. I can feel him hardening beneath me as he kisses me passionately.

“Never, and I mean never, attempt any kind of accent again.” Laughing now, he takes my face in his hands, “As awful as that was to hear. I am yours and you are mine, so if you want tocall me your boyfriend then I will happily accept. We're forever, baby.”

Pulling me back into a kiss, he moves his hands and pulls the blanket away slightly, before removing my jacket. Taking his hands he pushes my dress up to my waist, exposing myself to him.

“I want to see you,” he says gently, putting his hands under my dress, rubbing my back, kissing along my jaw and down my neck. He's not making a move to undress me any further, which is just another tick in the Dante box. I've never been a fan of this expectation that we just strip for men and their pleasure.

Running my fingers through his hair, I pull him back so he's looking at me. “I'd rather look at you, so if I have to show you my wobbly bits then I want to see yours. Although I doubt anything wobbles on your body.”

Trying to hide the shame I feel about myself, and all of the things Trevor used to say that only reinforced my insecurities; I wrap my arms around my waist, attempting to hide myself.

Frowning at me, his hand gently lifts my chin, forcing me to look at him again. Searching my eyes for a moment, I'm suddenly wrapped in his arms as he repositions us, now lying down underneath him. Kneeling in between my legs, I'd feel fully exposed to him except for the blanket of darkness surrounding us. The shadows give me cover where I need them too.

Quickly, he starts removing his shirt and unbuttoning his jeans, gracefully removing all of his clothing in the limited space he has to work with. He pulls me up so I'm sitting, still kneeling in front of my spread legs. His entire body is on display for me.

The moonlight captures the figures within his tattoos, making them dance across his skin as he moves. Running my hands across his chest, tracing the lines of his muscles down to his firmthighs and ass. Sighing at the Adonis before me, I can feel myself growing wet in anticipation. His hard cock bobbing so close, I could dip my head slightly and taste him. Running his hands down my thighs he brings me back to the present.

“Only if you're comfortable,” he says, holding my dress bunched at my waist still.

“Okay,” I say, nodding at him, slowly raising my arms above my head. He's so gentle as he lifts my dress over my head, my hair falling down across my breasts. I can't quite make out his expression but he hasn't run away from me yet, so I make the final move and unhook my bra, leaving me completely naked in front of him. This irrational fear of mine that he will suddenly be repulsed by me tries to break through, despite him seeing me almost naked several times before. It's different this time. I feel truly vulnerable and exposed to him.

He leans across me, brushing my hair away so it falls down my back. Tenderly, he pushes me so I'm laying down, following so he is completely on top of me, still nestled in between my legs, only now with his hard cock pressed between us. Kissing my lips, he slowly makes a path of kisses to my ear.

“Your hair, at first look, seems light brown, but when the sun catches it, it has strands of gold and even red. It glistens like water when the light hits it.”

Moving back across my face he kisses each of my eyelids.

“Your eyes, they remind me of rich honey. They glow when the light catches them, and if you look closely there's a ring of green around the outside which gets darker when you cry. I swear though, when you're angry they glow brighter, and I can't help but stare at you even though you probably don't appreciate it at the time.”

Adjusting himself further down my body, he continues to kiss a soft path down to my breasts. He takes one nipple in hismouth, licking it slowly while he caresses the other in his hand. Sucking hard and pulling away slightly, my nipple pops out of his mouth as he moves to my other breast and begins giving it the same attention.

“These,” he squeezes my breasts. “These were made for my hands. They are the perfect size for me to hold and suck on. They are soft and firm and I can't tell you the amount of times I've wanted to put them in my mouth and feel my tongue run over them.”

Gasping at the sensation and the beautiful things he is saying about me, I'm struggling to keep my emotions at bay while he explores my body. Continuing his path down, he trails his kisses to just below my belly button, nuzzling his whole face into my soft belly.

“Right here, is where you will grow our children. Where you will keep them safe while they're inside you, protecting them in a way I never will be able to. And if for whatever reason it's not in our journey to have our own children. This is where you will hold the kids we foster or adopt. When they're scared or when they need a little extra love they will hold you tightly here. It's where our family will find our safe place as we press against you and you surround us in your love.”

Not able to hold back now, happy tears fall down my face as he moves his head between my legs, his warm breath blowing across my pussy. Staring up at the stars and the night sky, he presses his flattened tongue and licks me from my base to my clit, gently sucking on it for a moment while I gasp and move my hands through his hair.

"And this, baby, your fucking gorgeous pussy is everything. I want to taste you every day, have you come on my face, on my fingers, on my cock. I want to feel you come undone on me over and over until you can't take it anymore."

Suddenly, he's eating me like a man starved. Licking and sucking my clit before putting a thick finger inside me, gently seeking that place which will make me come undone. I'm not able to hold back, as I call out his name begging for more. Inserting another thick finger, he continues to rub that spot while he licks and sucks my clit.

“I'm close, Dante. Please don't stop.”

I can't help but fist his hair in my hands as I fall apart, calling out his name for all the gods to hear me. Tightening my legs around his head as the waves of pleasure roll through me. He continues to lick and kiss me, letting no drop of my cum go to waste, as the final tremors pass through, leaving me spent and relaxed.

Looking down I can see his grinning face staring back at me as he takes his fingers into his mouth, cleaning them.

“Every fucking day I'm doing that, baby. Every. Fucking. Day.”

Too tired to argue at this point, I simply agree, moaning “Uh huh,” as he makes his way back up my body, lying on top of me.

He begins to kiss me and I can taste myself on him. Our kisses are slow and lazy, our hands roaming each other's bodies like we are the only two people left on earth.

“I want you. I want to feel you inside me again,” I whisper in between kisses.

“Baby, I want that. I think you can tell how much I want that,” as he looks down to where his extremely hard cock is pressed in between us again. “I only had one condom. I didn't think we would be doing this tonight.”

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