Kate
I don't even know the number of times I had bitten my bottom lip and also moaned out as Dante continued to pulse his fingers inside my p***y. The walls and the bookshelves closed in on us as our panting filled up the library. I gripped his arm, my finger burning holes all over his skin. Dante leaned over, his chest meeting with mine. "What do you want?" his voice was a whisper, yet it made me more turned on than before. It aroused more desire out of me.
"You." I found my mouth confessing. I wasn't even thinking straight. I just want him to keep torturing my p***y with his fingers.
"What do you want from me, b***h!" the moment the words registered in my head, my eyes snapped open, and I halted my movement. Dante's face was closer to my face, his lips almost touching mine. The desir
