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The moment Dante fills me, my world changes. I can’t explain it. It feels like two pieces of a puzzle finally connecting.
We fit.
Our eyes lock and never look away as he starts to move inside me. Not for a second. Every single beautiful and erotic feeling, we do it together.
My gangster.
I love him.
I am going to marry him.
We’ll both be different people in more ways than one when we start our new life together. I have no idea what it will entail, but I know it will be amazing.
It’s almost impossible to believe.
“Clench me tight, baby,” Dante tells me and moves my legs around the front of him, burying himself deeper. “Fuck you feel so good.”
Reaching up, he unties me, and I wrap my arms around his neck.
“Am I hurting you?” he asks, moving slowly in and out of me.
“No,” I answer. “You never would.”
His mouth finds mine and as his thrusts speed up, we hungrily taste one another.
Dante rolls his hips, increasing the pleasure as he hits another spot, and I arch, closing my eyes at the wonder of this man.
How did I nearly miss this?
I can’t think clearly as he slams inside me, taking us both to the edge of absolute pleasure, but I can’t help but feel this is fated.
There is danger ahead for both of us as we go on the run from an entire world of mafia families, but I want this.
I want him.
Adrenaline rushes through me as my orgasm strikes.
“That’s it, baby. Come for me.” Dante rasps in my ear. “I’m coming with you. Always, I’ll always come with you.”
His cock swells inside me and I feel the heat of his orgasm fill me.
My arms tighten around this powerful man, who has stolen my heart.
He found me.
He never let me out of his sight.
He was protecting me, and while a part of me is still slightly miffed, I know in my heart that he was hurting not having me with him.
Because I was, too.
I pat his shoulder after he collapses on top of me for a few minutes.
“Sorry.” Dante leans on his elbow and smiles down at me.
“I love you.” I place my hand on his face.