The Fire Within (25 page)

Shit. This was going to be far faster than she’d planned. Something about Dante’s inner fire sent her reeling, damn near ready to beg for his cock. “You’d better be ready.”

He grabbed his cock with his good hand. “Ride me,
tesoro
. Come for me.”

This time she was the one who whimpered as she straddled his hips. She gasped as she slid down his length, the searing warmth of his cock branding her as his from the inside out in an incandescent pleasure that rocked her to the core.

She began writhing on his cock, brushing her clit over the blond curls that decorated his stomach just above, moaning in pleasure as his fire continued to stroke her skin, her clit, her hair. She was ablaze, on fire for him, ready to come at just the touch of his heat.

“Going to come,
tesoro?
”

She nodded, her head back, riding the wave of pleasure that engulfed her. Only Dante could make her come so quickly, so hard that she saw stars.

“Again,
tesoro
.” He squeezed her ass cheek and grinned. “Come all over me. Mark me as yours.”

She glared down at him even as she began to rock on him. “You’d better be mine.”

He laughed, deep and rich, thrusting his hips up and driving his cock deep. “I’m all yours, love. You’re the only one who’s withstood the fire within me. How can I not be?”

Beth was going to say something, but Dante did something with that fire of his that had her crying out in pleasure. She felt lit from within, glowing with him as he thrust into her. She placed her hands on his chest and rode him, reaching for that incandescent pleasure that was hovering just out of reach.

Dante blew out a breath, his fire licking her skin, her nipples, that special spot behind her knees that very few lovers ever found. It was like he knew all her hot spots and was hitting them all at once. Beth began moving faster and faster, bouncing on his cock as he encouraged her half in English, half in Italian.

“That’s it,
tesoro
. Ride me.
Scopare mi
.” He hissed as his brows drew together. “So good.
Così caldo
,
amore mio
.
Ti amo
.”

The words flowed from him, telling her of his need, his desire. She bent over him, her breasts against his chest, their lips barely touching as he breathed out and she breathed in. He put his feet against the mattress and thrust into her, taking her mouth in a scorching kiss.

She began to moan, the orgasm beginning to build inside her. The bedsprings squeaked as Dante fucked her, his cock sliding in and out of her, hot and hard and perfect. His hand clamped down on her hip hard enough to bruise, and she just didn’t care.

It was perfect.

His strokes became erratic, his breath quickening. “Going to come soon.”

“Uh-huh.” She pressed against his chest, her nipples stroking through his chest hair. “Now, Dante. Make me come now.”

His fire flared as his whole body lit from within. Dante became a being of living flame beneath her, his kiss so hot she thought she might burn alive. “Come,” he whispered against her lips. “Come,
tesoro
.”

Beth shrieked, shuddering against him as his flame ignited within her, burning her up in white-hot pleasure as he cried out. He poured into her, a hot spurt that somehow prolonged her pleasure. Beth shuddered, the ecstasy rolling on and on until Dante’s flame died, his heat diminished, and she collapsed against him, utterly sated and unable to catch her breath.

“Holy fuck.”

Dante chuckled, almost dislodging his still-hard cock from her pussy. “Not exactly.”

Her hips moved involuntarily, sparking more desire. “We are so doing that again, and soon.”

He kissed her, wet and deep and full of passion. “Move in with me.”

She was nodding even as she returned his kiss. “Mm-hmm.” She’d already decided on that.

Dante flexed his hips and she gasped. She couldn’t believe she was ready to go all over again. She’d never get enough of Dante’s inner fire.

“You’re going to marry me.”

She stilled. That was... Whoa. Was she ready for that big a step? “Is that so?”

He chuckled as he began to heat once more. “Yup.”

“You know I do—Ho, right there.” Dante did
something
that made her eyes cross. She was ready to sit up and beg if he’d just do that one more time.

“I know how stubborn you are, so I have a plan.”

She didn’t trust the grin that crossed his face, but he was slowly rocking into her, hard and hot, and she couldn’t find it in her to care. “Oh?”

“Mm-hmm. I’m going to keep fucking you until you say yes.”

She gasped as his fire began licking over her clit. “Saying yes while you’re fucking me is a given, Dante.” Hell, she’d probably scream it at some point.

“I know.” Dante licked her chin, and she laughed. “I’m counting on it.”

“That’s cheating.” But she already knew. She’d give in to her man, eventually.

But in the meantime, she was going to take advantage of all his attempts to persuade her. As she sat up and began riding him once more, Beth reveled in the fact that from now on, she was the only woman in the world who would feel Dante’s fire within her.

“Love you, Elizabeth.”

Smiling, she reached behind her and grabbed his balls. “You’d better.”

Dante laughed and, with fire and sex and a whole lot of love, eventually got Beth to scream
yes
.

* * * * *

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Dana Marie Bell wrote her first short story when she was thirteen years old. She attended the High School for Creative and Performing Arts for creative writing, where freedom of expression was the order of the day. When her parents moved out of the city and placed her in a Catholic high school for her senior year, she tried desperately to get away, but the nuns held fast, and she graduated with honors despite herself. She’s now a
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ISBN-13: 9781426898549

THE FIRE WITHIN

Copyright © 2014 by Dana Marie Bell

Edited by Mallory Braus

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