Read Dante's Way Online

Authors: Marie Rochelle

Dante's Way (22 page)

“It’s different with them,” Amara said.

“How are they any different than me? Tell me.”

“Pastor Allen and Mr. Lee are my friends.”

After hearing the truth coming from Amara’s mouth, Dante felt his breath rush from his body like he had just gotten punched in his gut. Fuck! Amara was so far off track from him that she didn’t even consider him as a friend.

Thank God, he finally knew where he stood with her. He wasn’t about to pursue a woman who didn’t want him. He had never done it and he sure in the hell wasn’t about to start now at his age.

Pushing his chair away from the table, Dante got up from his seat as he tried to keep his growing anger under control. Since Amara finally told him the truth about her true feeling for him they might as well get this ‘date’ over with and he could take her back to the shelter.

“Thank you for being honest and telling me that I’m not even your friend,” he said. “Let me grab my keys and I can take you back to the shelter.” Dante walked around the table and headed for the living room. He was halfway there when Amara stepped in front him blocking his path.

“Dante, wait. Listen to me,” she pleaded, placing her hands in the middle of his chest. “You didn’t let me finish telling you—”

He brushed her unwanted touch off his body. “No, you’ve said more than enough tonight. It’s time for you to go home. I’ve things that I need to get done.” He tried moving around her again, but she jumped back in his way.

“No, I’m not going to let this happen. You misunderstood me. I don’t want you to be my friend because I want you to be—”

“Enough,” Dante shouted. He was tired of constantly getting the run around from Amara. “Amara, I’m done with your nonsense. Move out of my way so I can get my keys and take you back to the shelter.”

“Too bad because I’m not done with you." Standing on her tiptoes, Amara wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

Dante stood frozen in shock as Amara kissed him on her own for the very first time. The feel of her mouth brushing across his made his cock painfully hard. Slowly, one of his hands slid through her hair while his free one wrapped around her waist. Taking the tip of his tongue, he outlined her full lips before slipping it inside. The taste that greeted him was warm, sweet and addictive.

Lord...shit. He had to have her. He couldn’t hold back any longer. He nibbled at her bottom lip.

“Sweetheart, I want you so badly. All of this kissing is killing me. Don’t you know what you are doing to me?” Dante whispered against her swollen lips. “Hell, I want to be more than friends with you.”

“Dante, I want you too,” she moaned brushing her hips against his cock, making it thicker and harder. “I’ve been trying to fight it, but I can’t do it anymore. Honestly, I wanted you the first time I saw you which is crazy.”

An all-consuming need filled him. He could almost feel his dick inside of Amara’s wet, tight pussy. He shivered from the vision. Lifting his head, he stared down into her big, brown eyes loving the unveiled desire he saw there.

“We can’t do this,” he said, trying to keep a level head. But even as he spoke the words his hands slid down her back cupping her full ass while his lips brushed over hers again for another taste.

“Why not?” Amara asked, kissing him back.

“If we do this, it will change everything between us. I won’t make love to you and then go back to those few kisses and touches. I’m a man and I have needs. I don’t or won’t start something if either one of us aren’t on the same page about it. Acting on a pure, lust-filled attraction can turn out badly for both people involved.”

Leaning back in his arms, Amara stared up into his face. “Dante, I want to be your woman. I’m tired of wondering what it will be like to be with you. I can’t deny my feelings any longer. I feel something for you that I’ve never felt before. Yes, it’s a little scary because it’s happened so fast but I want to see where it takes us.”

Lowering his head, Dante brushed his mouth over Amara’s again before he whispered. “Remember, I gave you the chance to turn me away,” he warned before he coaxed her lips apart and sucked the tip of her tongue back into his mouth.

Finally, it was about to take place. No more waking up with a hard cock in the middle of the night causing him not to be at a hundred percent the next day at work. He was going to make love to Amara and brand her as his forever.

 

 

Chapter Thirty-One

 

 

Without breaking their kiss Dante eased his fingers between their bodies working on the buttons on her pants. He slipped two fingers past her underwear and inside Amara’s tight, wet pussy.

“OhmyGod,” she moaned, tearing her lips away from his. “Your fingers are so long and thick, I can’t believe it.”

“Darling, you’re so wet for my cock,” he whispered against her ear as his fingers eased in and out of her and his thumb brushed over her clit. “Do you know how much I want to take you right here?” he asked.

“Yes, I know,” she whimpered gripping the front of his shirt. “I want your cock inside of me too,
please
.”

Her pleas turned him on and he worked another finger into her pussy. Amara was so tight. He wasn’t sure if she would be able to take his entire dick. It would be such a snug fit and his erection throbbed even more at the thought of it. He was dying to have her, but he would take things slow. He had to prove to Amara that she wasn’t making the wrong decision by trusting him.

Lowering his head again, he nibbled at the corner of her sweet mouth as his fingers gently thrust in and out of her at the rhythm that was meant to make her lose complete control with him.

“Baby, are you truly ready for me? I need to know now while I still have the control to stop.”

His erection was hard almost to the point of being painful, but if Amara wasn’t ready he would find a way to stop as much as it would kill him. Her wishes were always at the very top of his list.

“Dante, I love the touch of your fingers on my body. Do anything you want to me. I’m—”

He captured Amara’s mouth with his as he eased his fingers out of her body. He heard her whimper in protest, but she wouldn’t be in
need
much longer. He was going to give them what they both wanted, but had been fighting so hard to resist.

Swinging her up in his arms, Dante carried Amara’s light weight down the long hallway to his bedroom door. Kicking it open with the toe of his boot, he walked through the door, over to the bed and gently slid her down the length of his body until her feet touched the floor.

Breaking the kiss, he stared down into her eyes while brushing her hair away from her beautiful face. Her dark brown eyes held his as her hand slid around the back of his head and her fingers removed the band holding his hair back. It came free brushing his shoulders.

“I’ve been waiting for such a long time to see your hair down. I love it,” she whispered, staring up into his face.

The corner of Dante’s mouth tilted up into a smile. He had been thinking about cutting it, but after hearing Amara’s response to it he decided not to make any changes to it.

“Darling, you’re going to get more pleasure than just my hair down and so I hope you’re ready for it,” he promised. Reaching out, Dante gently pushed her down on the bed and then bent down removing her shoes. He tossed them away from him then little by little he removed the rest of her clothing until she was completely naked in front him.

He loved a woman’s breasts and Amara’s were mouth-wateringly perfect. They were more than enough to fill his hands and her nipples were big and suckable, everything a man like him wanted.

Reaching out, he cupped the right one in his hand brushing his thumb over the nipple. It tightened and his cock jumped to instant attention inside his jeans.

“Aren’t you going to take your clothes off?” she asked in a soft voice looking at him like she was a bit uncomfortable being the only one naked in the room.

“I’m more than happy to get naked with you, baby.”

Stepping back, Dante stripped out of his clothes in record time. He stood still while Amara’s eyes slowly made their way down his body until they landed on his cock. He watched how they grew even bigger and she gasped.

“Look at me sweetheart,” Dante said, softly. He saw the apprehensive look on her pretty face and he wanted to reassure her that everything was going to be okay. He had to ease her fears because his need to be with her was very real and he couldn’t deny it any longer.

Slowly, her eyes eased away from his cock and came back to his face. “I’ve been waiting to see you in my house and in my bed. I’ve thought about nothing else since I saw you at the library,” he said, gently pushing her down on the bed,

Going over the nightstand, Dante pulled open the drawer and tossed two condoms on the top and then he slammed it closed. Easing down on the bed, he gently covered Amara’s silky body with his and tugged her arms above her head watching how her breasts bounced together from the slight movement. He couldn’t believe how good she felt beneath him. It was like their bodies fit perfectly together despite their differences in height.

Hopefully, this would be the first time of many more wonderful nights of them together, so tonight had to be made into something very special. Holding her to his body, Dante buried his face in her neck breathing in her own unique scent.

“You smell so unbelievable,” he moaned.

“I’m not wearing any perfume,” Amara whispered.

“Sweetheart, I know and that’s what I love.” Dante growled then nibbled at her ear. “I just want to get lost in the sweet taste of you and nothing else.”

Amara’s soft body squirmed under his making his cock get even harder than it was a few minutes ago. He looked into her eyes and her desire for him was written all over her beautiful face.

She licked her bottom lip as she tried to hold back from brushing her luscious body against his again, but he didn’t want her holding back. Dante wanted...no craved for Amara to be crazy for him as he was for her.

Sliding his knee between her thighs, he spread them even further apart and rubbed the tip of his cock up and down her wet slit making sure he touched her swollen nub every single time. A low moan slipped from between her lips before he lowered his mouth capturing her mouth with his in a hungry, needy kiss.

Dante thrust his tongue into her mouth running it along the tip of her tongue and Amara moaned even louder as she pulled at her wrists, but he didn’t let her go. He wanted to show her how much she had been missing out with him by running away all of the time. This night was for him to prove that he was going to be the only man in her life in and out of the bedroom.

Letting go of her wrists with his left hand, he eased it over Amara’s smooth skin until it came to her right breast. He held its soft weight in his palm before running the pad of his thumb over her hard, swollen perfect nipple. Mewling in the very back of her throat, Amara arched her back trying to press more of her plump breast into his palm.

Dante pulled his lips away from the delicious sweet taste of Amara’s tempting mouth and planted kisses from her jaw line, loving the sounds of the moans in his ear as he made his way along her body until his mouth was pressed against the side of her ear.

His fingers continued to pull at her nipple making it come even more alive in his hand while his right hand held her wrist gently down to the mattress. He was the one in control and he had to make Amara understand when it came to making love that he knew what he was doing better than any other man she had been with before.

“Is this what you really want, sweetheart?” Dante asked, giving Amara one last time to back out. He didn’t want to scare her away from him again by being too rough. He was giving her the chance to still back out.

“Yes, this is what I want, Dante. I...I
want
you to make love to me,” she told him looking into his eyes with desire shimmering in her own.

He could barely control his need to thrust his aching cock into Amara when she started rubbing her pussy against his swollen dick. He tried to think of the last time a woman had him this crazy in his own bed, but not one damn incident came to mind. He was truly taking all of his self-control to not fuck the woman beneath him fast and hard, but he held back.

Holding her eyes with his, he let go of her breasts and lowered his head drawing the nipple into his mouth. He swirled the tip of his tongue around it again and again before sucking on it.

He smiled with masculine pride as Amara panted his name while she closed her eyes pulling her lower lip between her teeth. He finally let go of her wrists and eased his right hand between their bodies until his fingers found her clit and he gently brushed his thumb over it until her heard her breath catch. She looked so amazingly beautiful with her body glistening underneath his and he couldn’t wait until his cock was buried deep inside of her. It was going to be a night neither of them would forget.

Removing his thumb, Dante pushed his middle finger into Amara’s wetness almost coming on the spot at how fucking tight she was. He couldn’t believe it! He eased another finger inside of her loving how her low moans sounded to his ears. He could feel her wetness covering this fingers and it was turning him on even more.

Using his free hand, he angled Amara’s right leg so it was almost completely against his bed so he could work a third finger inside of her tight pussy.

She was so snug that he had to make sure she would be able to take his entire dick. As thick and hard as he was tonight, if he didn’t work on getting her ready to take all of him, she wouldn’t be able to handle all nine inches of his cock.

“Oh...God,” Amara moaned as her body came a little off the bed as he thrust his fingers in and out of her making sure he hit her clit every single time.

Dante was almost blind with lust. He wanted Amara’s need for him as crazy as his need was for her. He knew this was the first step in making it happen for the both of them.

“Do you like that, baby?” he whispered, licking the side of her neck loving the salty taste of her skin. His cock was so hard that it was near the point of agony, but he still was going to make sure Amara got her pleasure first.

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