Laura reached for him, pulling him down onto the furs with her, and when their bodies pressed together skin to skin she gasped at the contact, at the overwhelming sensation of all that hard muscle and burning heat covering her like he was trying to shield her from the entire world.
His mouth found a sensitive spot just below her ear that she hadn't known existed until his lips touched it, trailing fire down her neck to her collarbone while Laura arched beneath him, her nails digging into his shoulders as waves of pleasure coursed through her body.
"Dante," she gasped when his mouth closed around her n****e, his tongue swirling while his other hand cupped her breast and squeezed, drawing a moan from her throat that would have embarrassed her if she'd had any room left for embarrassment.
