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She spread her legs. “Now.”

“Anything for you.” Positioning his tip at her center, he held her gaze and pushed in, but only halfway. He didn’t want to hurt her.

Still, damn…he’d never felt anything so good. So sweet.

He knew being inside the amazing woman would rock his world, but it went far beyond anything he could’ve imagined.

“More, Dante,” she murmured, her body arching off the mattress. “I want all of you.”

Not wanting to hurt her but wanting to please her at the same time, he slowly pushed in all the way and discovered he’d been wrong.Thisis what felt better than anything he’d experienced before. Amazing. Incredible. Perfect.

“Yes,” she whispered, a decadent smile on her lips. “You feel so good, Dante.”

His body shook at her words and at the intoxicating feeling of her sweet warmth surrounding him.

“You sure do,” he told her, setting his palms on the mattress beside her shoulders, and while she gripped his forearms, he began to thrust, relishing in the sexy, low moans he ripped from her throat.

Dipping down, he grazed her neck with his teeth. With an almost desperate sound coming from her throat, she grasped his face and tugged his mouth to hers. She kissed him fierce and hungry and deep, all while her body matched his movements. The feel of her peaked nipples skimming his chest drove him mad, and when she thrust her tongue into his mouth and tangled with his, he groaned, pumping into her harder and faster.

Heat skittered down his spine and tingled through his balls. Release was close, too close, but he wanted this to last forever. Wanted to enjoy her decadent body and the feel of her slick heat surrounding him.

But she felt too damn amazing.

Drawing back, he stared into her gaze, heavy with hunger and heat. So beautiful.

He dipped down and kissed a path to her breast and sucked a tight peak into his mouth. She cried out and bucked harder.

That was it. He’d reached the end of his control. He was done. She’d decimated it.

He slammed his palms on the mattress again and locked his elbows before shifting his hips slightly forward as he upped their pace.

A second later, she flew apart, calling his name again, and the combination spurred his own fierce release.

After a few mind-blowing seconds, he dropped onto his forearms, relishing the feel of the tiny spasms wracking her body. Still holding her close, he rolled them onto their sides while they worked to catch their breath. An occasional stray aftershock shook her, and a thrill ran through him knowing he was the cause.

He lifted a hand to brush her damp hair aside and kissed her temple. “You okay?”

She nodded. “That was…I…wow.” She drew in a breath. “Is it always wow? Because I’ve never had wow before.”

He chuckled and kissed her temple again. “It was definitely wow. Because we have chemistry. I’ve never had it before either.”

Since none of the women in his past had garnered this reaction from him, he didn’t feel he was speaking ill of Sheri, just a simple truth.

Amanda blinked at him, and her eyes rounded. “You haven’t?”

He shook his head. “No. Never. You’re the first.”

“Wow.” She blinked again and he watched a similar satisfaction to what he’d felt a minute ago flood her gaze. “I’m glad.”

Dante smiled. “Me, too.” He glanced at the clock on her nightstand and exhaled. As much as he hated to pull out of her, it was time. “Where’s your bathroom?”

“The door on the right.” She pointed to the hall.

Reluctantly, he left her to go take care of business then returned to the kitchen to grab his phone and check for texts or missed calls. Nothing. But the clock on his phone confirmed it was almost time to go, which meant he needed to put his clothes on instead of grabbing another condom from his wallet.

Damn. He’d hoped to have enough time to get lost in Amanda’s softness again.

“Time to go?” she asked, walking into the kitchen, wrapping a robe around her beautiful curves.