Her breath hitches as I increase the pressure in my grip around her neck. My mouth slides along her shoulder, my tongue tasting her skin as I pull her bra strap down her shoulders.

“Annie, do you know what you do to me?” I grit out to her, nearly in pain due to the need I have for this woman.

“Probably the same that you do to me,” she says as her hands glide down my chest to open my shirt buttons. She pushes my shirt off my shoulders, and I let it fall to the floor.

We both stand before each other half naked, as I lean down and grip her by the ass, hauling her up my body, her legs instinctively wrapping around my waist. I pull her hips into mine, so she can feel exactly what she does to me, and she moves her hips to grind into me, wanting the friction as much as I do. Her hands delve into my hair where she begins to massage my head and pull me closer as our tongues lash each other with carnal desire.

“Dante, please, I want you,” she all but begs me in her light tone, and I fucking nearly break. Visions of slamming into her, over and over and over again until she is begging for mercy have been in my daydreams. But she is too innocent for that just yet, so I kneel on the bed and slowly lower her down onto her back.

“Tell me what you want, Bella?” I say to her as my eyes canvas her body beneath me.

“I want you inside of me. I want you to own me.” As the words leave her, I swallow hard, unable to contain my groan as her hands come up to my chest and trail down my stomach to the top of my jeans. Her eyes remain firmly on mine, and I need to grip onto the bedsheets beneath her before I totally lose control.

“I’m going to go slow, Annie,” I say to her as my hands find her jeans, and I begin to unzip them. “I am usually not a slow man when it comes to sex, and you are so fucking goddamn sexy I don’t know how I will behave myself, but I will for you.” I pull her underwear off with her jeans and throw them across the room.

She is bare underneath me and begins to cross her legs. “Don’t. Don’t ever hide from me. Open your legs, Bella. Show me how wet you are for me,” I growl at her as I undo my jeans and throw them across the room to meet hers.

As I watch her from above, like a blooming flower, she opens her legs wide. Her hands wander across her body, lightly touching her skin, and my dick throbs as I watch her confidence rise while I devour her with my eyes.