Dante didn’t stop there. Attacking her neck with his reckless lips and teeth, he kept hammering, slow but deep, sending delicious waves throughout her body. Eden moaned loudly at each thrust, spreading her legs a bit more. She loved it, and he knew it. His slow, deep thrusts were making her shudder in pleasure, feeling the loss of him before he filled her again without warning.
“Dante...” she pleaded, knowing what he was doing.
He smiled and kept going, gradually accelerating again. Eden grabbed the leather seat, holding on while his assaults were getting faster, and driving her crazy. She could tell he was going to finish soon, and her own body was reacting to it as well. Worse, his hand was now touching her front, making her cry in pleasure, so good it was hard to endure. Her voice was filling the car again, but the Tiger wouldn’t stop.
“Eden... Eden... Eden...”
He kept grunting against her ear, losing control in her. Eden felt him go deep, hard, and fast, completely letting himself go, in a hectic rhythm that drove the two of them crazy.
Suddenly, he stopped brutally, and she felt him come inside, with a long groan of relief. Her own body had gone a bit numb, but his fingers suddenly resumed touching her.
“No, no...”
“Come,” he muttered against her ear.
It was like he had pushed the right button. With him still inside, Eden’s body suddenly joined him in a violent wave of pleasure, inflated by all the furious riding from earlier. Her body spasmed for the few seconds it lasted, making her voice go mute and breathless.
When she finally calmed down, Dante’s body slowly fell on top of her. In a post-orgasmic daze, she felt him gently caress one cheek and kiss the other, his breathing still a bit uneven. Her body was still feeling a bit numb and tense, her extremities tingling and feeling funny. She tried to recover her senses, bit by bit, all hot and dazed, but her mind was very clear. She let out a long sigh, exhausted.
“...That was good,” she finally chuckled.
He let out a faint groan in response, kissing her shoulder. Eden had underestimated his energy a bit, but she didn’t regret this car sex one bit... despite how gross she felt right now, with the moist feeling between her legs, and the leather sticking against her sweaty butt. With a smile, her hand wandered to Dante’s exposed butt, pinching it playfully. He groaned again.
“Tiger, are you only going to growl now?” she whispered against his ear.
“...I’ll do worse than growl if you keep playing like that.”
Eden smiled, but after a quick little slap on his butt cheek, she took her hand back. She would much rather save the next sessions for upstairs. Although sex in a luxury car was rather exciting, it wasn’t as comfortable as a bed, nor very practical. She was a bit tired, and Dante’s body on top of her made it even more stifling. She sighed and tried to push him a bit, but he wrapped his arms around her, groaning and hiding his face in her neck. He was still inside her too...
“Dante... Move, please.”
He groaned in refusal and gently bit her neck, making Eden shiver.
“Let’s get upstairs,” she insisted. “Please... I’m hungry too. Have you cooked yet?”
“I got the ingredients.”
Eden tried to imagine her lover grocery shopping, and the image of Dante in his Italian suit in the middle of an aisle made her chuckle. Her reaction sent funny sensations through her lower abdomen, though, and she grimaced, reminded of their very close position.
“Dante, come on. Pull out now... We can cuddle upstairs, but not in a bloody car.”
No matter how luxurious the car is, Eden thought to herself. If they had done anything but sex, she would have probably enjoyed staying there, but for now, she was just dying to take a shower and rinse the stickiness off, and she was really starting to get hungry.
Luckily, with a bit more pushing, and perhaps her words to convince him, Dante finally moved after another kiss on her neck. With all the biting and sucking, Eden didn’t even want to know what a mess she was... He pulled out, making her wince, and helped her exit the car, once they were both minimally covered again.
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
To Eden’s surprise, there were still a handful of bodyguards in the parking lot, and for a second, she panicked, dying of embarrassment. However, all the men had their backs turned to the car, and had barely realized they had come out until they saw Dante and Eden walking past them. Perhaps they were listening to something on purpose to give their boss some privacy...
Ignoring them, Dante pulled her into the elevator, and with one glare at his men, they didn’t get in and left the couple alone in there. As soon as the doors were closed, he wrapped his arms around her, his hands finding her butt. He kissed her again, a bit more tame this time. Eden didn’t refuse him. In fact, she was still a bit hot from earlier, and she wanted more of this physical contact between them. Not just in a sexual way, but to have Dante hold her, and feel his skin against hers. Plus, he was clearly not intending to jump her again just yet, and when they got upstairs, he sighed while ending their kiss. Eden smiled and was the one to head to the kitchen first, holding his hand and looking around.
“What did you get? Pasta again?”
“A risotto. Do you like it?”
“Never tried it, but it sounds good to me!”
“Save me a portion, Eden,” whined Loir in her ear. “Those mean hackers are already overworking me and I’m so hungry I could eat a puppy!”
