“Oh God, yes, Dante.” I slowly lie back, my head resting on the mattress as he leans over my body and his mouth finds my breast. He licks, sucks, and nips my nipple, eating the dessert from my skin. His tongue is a tool of magic, his lips and breath warm in contrast to the cool cream. He repeats the action on my other breast, taking his time, sucking my breast into his mouth, and I feel my arousal building.

“This is the best fucking dessert I have ever had,” he groans to me as he kneels on the bed, positioning himself between my legs, pushing my legs wide and making me completely open and bare to him.

“You are so beautiful, Annie.” He dips the spoon back into the creamy dessert, his eyes on mine. Bringing the spoon down on my hip, he swipes the cream across my skin, before he leans over and licks it off my body. In one long lick across my hip bone, he collects the cream and swallows it before licking and sucking the same spot again, peppering kisses down lower and lower, making my hips twist in delight. This is so intimate and intense, and I can’t believe a man like Dante is worshiping my body in this way. I feel my temperature rising, my eyes not able to stay away from watching him.

“Dante… Please...” I’m begging him to touch me again, wanting to feel his hands gripping my body.

His dark hair falls across his forehead, his eyes sparkling in delight at my tone. He likes hearing me beg. My eyes wander down his body, and I take in the patchwork of tattoos, different images paint his body, and I don’t miss seeing Leo’s name and birthday right on his chest, near his heart. As my gaze travels down, I take in his large, hard cock. I have no idea how it is going to fit. I swallow as I look at him, not quite believing what my life has become.

“One spoonful left,” he teases as he takes the last spoonful and puts it on my center before placing the bowl on the bedside table and lowering himself between my legs. The smell of coffee filters through the air and the cool dessert has my skin covered in goosebumps as I lean back into the soft sheets, my body feeling weightless. Again, the power rush I feel whenever I am with Dante fills me, and I watch him with a small smile on my face as he kisses up the inside of my thigh.