She sighed. “Mm-hmm. I am.”
But he wasn’t done.
Dante slid his hands under her and shifted her sweet body up higher on the bed. Then he started at her ankles and kissed his way up her beautiful body, paying extra attention to her gorgeous peaks, sucking the one he’d neglected earlier into his mouth and pressing it against the roof with his tongue like she loved.
She moaned, and when he released her to kiss a path up to her throat then bit the curve of her neck, she gasped and arched up, clutching his back.
So soft and warm. He’d never tire of worshiping her body. Never.
“Dante.” She squirmed and ran her hands over his shoulders. “How can I need you already?”
He lifted up and stared into her heated gaze. “Because we’re good together.”
It was crazy, like she was made for him and him for her. They fit perfectly.
“Very good.” She smiled, and he wondered how it could be so sweet and so wicked at the same time.
Dipping down, he captured her mouth for a deep, hungry, frenzied kiss. When they broke for air, he entwined their fingers and positioned their hands on either side of her head on the mattress. As if reading his mind, she spread her legs, makingroom for him in silent invitation. Holding her gaze, he settled between them and slowly thrust inside her sweet warmth.
A low, sexy sound of elation escaped from her throat and mingled with his own.
Nothing was sweeter than the feel of her slick heat surrounding him. Nothing.
This was where he belonged. With this woman. This beautiful, giving woman. Even though it was only two weeks since they met, it felt as if he’d known her forever. Waited for her. Was meant for her.
This amazing woman and her total acceptance of him.
“You feel so good, Dante,” she whispered, closing her eyes. “So right.”
Then she started to move.
He wanted it to last. To relish the incredible feeling, but he’d barely held on when she climaxed before. He was functioning on borrowed time.
Dante squeezed her hands. “Amanda, look at me.”
Her eyes fluttered open, and the impact of the pleasure and need spilling from her gaze funneled straight to his heart. He began to move with her, using long, slow thrusts to take them higher, carrying them to a place he’d never been.
“Dante…I…” Wonder softened her features and mixed with the volume of emotions filling her eyes.
“I know,” he said, brushing her lips with his while he continued to hold her gaze, letting her see he felt exactly the same.
But then a deep-seated craving took over, and he upped their pace. She moaned and arched up, as if needing to touch him everywhere.
He needed it too.
The incredible slide of their bodies in perfect sync coupled with her soft, sexy, little noises rising from her throat was pureheaven. He was done. She felt too damn good. Heat skittered down his spine while a tell-tale tightening in his groin signaled he was close.
And the flush on her skin and the tight grasp she had on his hands told him she was right there with him.
With no secrets between them and their feelings out in the open, he watched her gaze glaze over as he lifted up, shifting the angle of his thrusts to how she liked it the most. He liked it too.
A second later, Amanda called out his name as her walls clamped around him tightly. He drove in hard and completely lost his breath and mind as he followed her over into bliss.
When his vision returned along with some strength, he lifted a hand to stroke her face and watched her come back to herself. Then he rolled onto his side, and as he held her against him and they worked to catch their breath, he knew his life had just changed for the better.
“Keeps getting better and better,” she said between breaths, and he smiled at her word choice.
“I know.” He tightened his hold. “I’m glad I moved here, and that you moved back to Harland.”
