Page 23 of Amethyst Queen
Chapter 19
The morning light burst through the window earlier than Amalee would have liked. Gathering her senses, she realized a warm body was pressed against hers, reminding her Dante had stayed with her. She ran her finger along his forearm, tracing the defined muscle that held her in place. Wiggling, she couldn’t help but notice parts of him were already awake. Siding her hand over his hip, she ran her delicate fingers over his thin boxer briefs.
“What are you doing?” Dante grabbed her hand, flipping her, so she was caged beneath him.
“I…” Amalee blushed, “Sorry, I couldn’t help touching you.”
“Why are you apologizing?” he bucked his hips into her center, his erection rubbing against her clit.
“Oh god,” Amalee arched her back, pressing her breasts into him.
Dante leaned forward, licking, and biting her neck as she rocked into him. He traced the smooth edge of her jaw with his tongue, forging a path to her mouth. His lips captured hers in a heated kiss, as their tongues collided in a frenzy.
Wrapping one arm under her, he pulled her body entirely against his. Amalee’s hands were frantic as they pushed down his boxers, freeing his erection. His swollen member bounced against her abdomen as she pushed her sleep shorts down her thighs. Kicking them off her feet, the fabric hit the floor.
“Please…” she moaned into his mouth.
“Please what, my little gem?”
“I need you, Dante.”
Chuckling against her neck, he sucked the delicate flesh. His fiery breath sent shivers through her body, causing the skin to ripple with desire. His hand found its way beneath the thin material of her tank top. She screamed out as his calloused fingers pinched the sensitive bud. Trailing kisses along her skin, he nuzzled her legs apart and settled between them.
“Oh fuck!” her voice wobbled as he parted his mouth over her slit. He licked and kissed her, up and down. His tongue dipped between the seam, then flicked her clit. Once, twice… causing her to stiffen with each pass. She watched beneath hooded eyes as he thumbed apart her folds and delved in greedily drinking her cream. He assaulted her pussy like a starving man, forcing her body to bend at his will. Her core melted like molten lava as he speared her center with his tongue.
Electric currents tormented her veins, striking every nerve ending as she climbed towards her release. Just as she reached the peak, Dante sank a finger inside her channel. It was like heaven and hell had collided when her orgasm finally exploded from her core.
“DANTE!” She screamed his name as her legs shook, and her body clamped down on his digit. Her breath came in pants as she watched Dante through a haze of lust. He smiled, placing a gentle kiss to her thigh as he climbed her body.
“I’m not through with you yet,” he covered her mouth with his as he positioned himself where she needed him.
His flesh poised at her entrance, but he waited, his eyes locked onto hers. She silently begged him, her head giving a tiny nod. He gave a hard thrust and entered her, sliding her body back on the bed. She gasped, her legs coiling around his back. His cock filled her so beautifully. She couldn’t do anything but hold on as he slid in and out, again and again. The tingles started in her toes, tumbling up her body as the orgasm gained steam. Soon, Amalee was exploding in a flash of blue, reminding her of the sky when her lightening filled it. Her body gripped him tightly as she squeezed his flesh, begging him to fill her with his seed.
Dante grunted, the muscles of his neck tensing as she clamped down on him. His cock swelled with pleasure, before detonating in a blinding light. Every muscle jerked with his release as his seed spilled inside her channel.
Both were breathless as he rolled to his side, tugging her into the curve of his body. Amalee’s head rested on his chest, his skin dewy from perspiration. Smiling, she twirled her fingers across his nipple, causing him to clasp her hand.
“I… wow,” he chuckled, “That was a great morning wake up.”
“I don’t want to move from this spot.” Amalee sighed against his skin.
“We have to. As much as I don’t want to, we need to dig into the explosion. Our son is out there.”
Amalee nodded against him, “You're right. I’m just scared.”
“Scared of what,” Dante rolled, so they were facing each other.
“Scared you’ll go back to hating me when we walk out the door.”
Winding his hand in her hair, “I promise that won’t happen. We’re in this together.” He pressed his lips to hers, “Now… lets shower and get on with it.”
