“So wet.” His eyes blazed with raw need.
That same need rushed through Amanda, and she moaned and clutched the counter. The talented, giving man repeated the processes two more times before removing his finger in an upward motion.
“Dante…”
“Right here,” he said, dipping down to kiss her upper thigh.
Then he licked her.
Amanda gasped and lifted right off the counter. Without missing a beat, he gently pressed her back down while his tongue slipped inside and continued to explore and drive her mad. In less than a minute, he had her panting and moaning, racing toward that blissful edge as he alternated between his finger and his tongue.
Pure magic.
When he upped his pace and did something amazing with his tongue, her world narrowed to how he made her feel—sexy and worshipped.
Heat spiraled through her body, and unable to remain still, she closed her eyes and rocked her hips, matching his perfect pace. The man was so good.
And she was close.
“Dante.” She forced her eyes open, needing to tell him…
“Come for me, Amanda,” he murmured, his gaze so dark it appeared almost black. “Let go for me.”
Before she could respond, he had his mouth on her again, licking and sucking and driving her out of her mind. And when he changed the angle of his stroking finger and sucked her into his mouth, she burst, crying out his name in a low, sexy voice she barely recognized.
It echoed around them as he let her down slowly. He eventually removed his mouth to place a kiss on each of her inner thighs, then her right hip.
“Your taste is amazing,” he muttered against her skin.
Grasping a morsel of strength, she lifted onto her elbows and met his gaze. “Well, you were magnificent,” she told him truthfully. “I don’t understand how you knew my pace and the places…I just don’t understand it.”
Satisfaction gleamed in his eyes. “Intuition. Connection. Chemistry. Take your pick. We have it, and I just followed it.” His gaze softened. “Thank you for giving yourself to me.”
“I should be thanking you for the amazing orgasm.”
A sexy grin crossed his face. “I enjoyed it as much as you. But we’re far from done.”
Chapter Seven
Dante would never grow tired of hearing his name on Amanda’s sweet lips. And her taste? He’d never get enough of that either.
“Oh, shoot.” She sat up on the counter.
The bounce of her gorgeous breasts sent a shaft of heat through his body and his dick throbbed painfully behind his zipper. “What’s wrong?” he managed to ask.
“Do you have a condom? I don’t have a condom.” Her panicked gaze met his. “I’m on birth control but we need a condom too.”
He smiled, fishing one from his wallet. “I bought some yesterday.”
After what nearly happened on his couch Tuesday night, Dante was now better prepared. He also needed to be more careful.
A gate at the top of the stairs had prevented his son from coming down, but if Noah had waited another five minutes, Dante’s situation would’ve been a lot worse.
The warmth from Amanda’s sigh washed over his skin. “Thank goodness,” she said, her smile suddenly turning shy. “And, uh, I should’ve asked sooner, but…um…is this your first time since…”
He dipped down to catch her gaze. “Since Sheri died?”
She nodded, biting her lower lip.
