“Yeah, he had a little accident and then wanted me to stay for a while, but I must have fallen asleep,” she says, looking back at Leo with love in her eyes.

With Leo still snoring, I carry Little Red back to our room as she curls into my chest. Kicking the bedroom door closed behind us, I walk over to the bed and set her down on her feet. I scan her face, making sure she is okay after today too.

Sensing what I am doing, she laughs a little, rubbing her hands up and down my arms. “I’m okay, Dante.”

My hands find her waist, and I pull her close. “Good,” I say, holding her tight, my fingers trailing along her hips. “I was serious today when I said I wanted to eat something else with my tiramisu.” Her lips part slightly in surprise, and her eyes flick around the room until they land on the bowl of dessert sitting on the table. A small grin comes to her face.

I lean down and kiss her softly, memorizing her lips and her tongue. I have never kissed anyone this way before. My gentle nature surprises us both as I explore her slowly, gripping her skin under my hands. I pour my feelings into the kiss because I want her to know exactly what she is means to me.

She will be my undoing.

I move my hands, lowering them until I hit the edge of her shirt. I pull my lips away from hers just enough, so she raises her arms like a good girl, and I drag her top over her head and off her body. Her body is fucking amazing, even more so now that she has been eating Maria’s cooking this past month and her curves have filled out. There is now more for me to own.

My mouth goes back to hers in an instant, as my hands roam her torso, taking my time to feel her soft skin under my fingers before I begin to massage her breasts. She is addictive, her taste, her touch, her smell, her fucking everything. I reach around her back and unclip her bra, and leaving her lips, I kiss across her jaw, her head falling back, exposing her neck to me. Her breath quickening and the small noises she makes at my touch has me feeling insatiable. I skim my hand up her delicate body, gripping her throat, keeping her head back, leaving her neck open for me. I kiss and nip at her, trying my best not to rip the remaining clothes from her body and fuck her hard and fast on this bed, which is what I am aching to do.

“Dante,” she whispers as her chest rises and falls, and her hands start exploring too. Fuck, this woman has me wrapped around her finger. I would do anything for her.