Page 71 of Beneath the Sapphire Sky

Her eyes flew open at the gentle touch of his knuckles to her cheek.

“You really are a brat, you know.”

She huffed a laugh. She didn’t want him to stop touching her, as innocent as it was.

“Why were you coming to see me?” he asked quietly.

Her cheeks heated beneath his hand. He could feel it, she was sure. At least he couldn’t see her embarrassment.

Time’s up, Davis.

“Because I wanted to tell you that I love you.”

Delighted surprise widened his eyes to huge pools of starlight that she desperately wanted to drown in.

“You do?” he whispered.

She tried to nod but his hand was in the way. “Yes.” She shrugged awkwardly. “I know it’s not—”

Her words were cut off sharply by his mouth hitting hers with an urgency that she couldn’t help but respond to. She opened her mouth, a blatant invitation, one that he didn’t hesitate to accept.

Goosebumps peppered her skin as his mouth pulled away to devour her neck. He tugged on her earlobe and she shuddered.

“I want you, Dante.”

Fingers fumbled with the buckles she’d been playing with only minutes before, Dante swearing under his breath when he couldn’t get them undone quickly.

Finally successful, he yanked down the bib front and slid his hand beneath the ribbed crop top to cup her breast and stroke gently. She moaned into his mouth.

Hell, yes.

She’d ached for this. She’d worried he’d never touch her again.

He flicked at her nipple, making her gasp. He lifted his head and pushed the shirt up, exposing her breasts to the night. Satisfaction lined his face as he stared at her chest. He dropped his head and licked a path over her nipple, the coolness in its wake pebbling it tight.

Not satisfied with a simple lick, he took it in his mouth and sucked. Her eyes almost rolled back and she moaned louder.

“I love it when you make that sound when I suck on you.” His murmured words against her skin sent shivers tripping all over her body.

“I lovebeingsucked on.”

He chuckled into her skin. He flicked the buttons at her waist and slid his hand down under her knickers.

Belle let out a sigh of surrender when his fingers slid between her folds.

“I lovethatsound even more, when I touch you… here.”

He slipped the pad of a finger over her clit. Belle bucked against his hand.

“Dante.”

She didn’t need to say anything else. He yanked the overalls from her body, her knickers quickly following them. He shucked his dress pants and moved her knees apart with his own, settling over her. He took her mouth in a mind-blowing kiss as he pushed inside her.

Belle grabbed his ribs and squeezed her thighs tight around his slim hips.

“Oh God, yes.”

He pulled his mouth from hers and stared down at her as he started to move. Gentle rocking thrusts had her bucking to meet each one. He bit his lip and closed his eyes momentarily, only to open them again, a glazed pleasure washing over his face.

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