Page 28 of Beneath the Sapphire Sky

“Use this.”

His voice broke on the last word, as if it was something he desperately wanted her to do. Technically she didn’t need it, and she knew he knew it, too. She took the tube and squeezed some into her palm.

“More.”

She squeezed out another healthy dollop and dropped the tube to the bed beside her.

Dante sucked in a huge breath. “Rub it on me.” She looked up into his beautiful blue eyes. “Please. I need you to touch me.”

Heat spread up her cheeks.

Oh, yes.Touching every part of him was high on her bucket list.

She leaned up on one elbow and reached forward. She wrapped her fingers around his thick, straining length, marvelling at how he felt. The gel on her hand smoothed over him as she stroked down, hard.

“Fuck!” He bit the word out, hard and sharp.

Her stomach cramped at the desperation in that one word. She reached the base of his cock and stroked back up to his tip, nice and slow. The well-defined muscles of his stomach tensed and clenched at the friction of her hand on him.

He was beautiful.

He shoved her back into the bedding and leaned down, eyes intense. “I can’t wait any more, B.”

She cupped his face. “Then don’t.”

He kissed her, his tongue meeting hers, tangling. He lowered his hips and rubbed over her.

Belle gasped against his mouth.

So, so good!

The pressure of his thick length on her had her bucking against him. He reached between them and pressed himself to her entrance.

“Is this okay? It’s not too fast for you?” He spoke against her mouth.

Belle slid her hands down his chest and around to his back. She scraped her nails lightly over his tensed back. The skin shivered, goosebumps flaring out from beneath her fingertips.

“Not too fast.”

He nodded slightly and flexed his hips. Just a small amount, just enough to feel the thick pressure of him,right there.

Their rapid breathing tangled, and he stilled.

“Why did you stop?” Belle whispered.

Dante cleared his throat. “I don’t want to hurt you. I want to give you time to get used to how I feel on top of you. How I feelhere.”

He pushed again, a little harder. Belle sucked down a deep breath. Okay, she could get that.

He lifted his head. It was as if he stared into her soul. She couldn’t break his gaze even if she wanted to. She gripped his back.

“I need you inside me, Dan. Please justdo me.”

A tortured groan ground out of him and he thrust hard, pushing deep. Belle cried out, eyes wide. Her entire body tensed, rigid. Her thighs gripped his hips, as if unsure whether to hold him to her or to try to push him away. Her nails dug deep into his sides.

“Breathe. Just breathe,” he gasped.

She gulped in a breath, realising she’d been holding it. Belle closed her eyes for a moment and held tight to his ribs to ground herself. She felt so…full.

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