Part 15 (1/2)

Thatas what he wanted. Anna engaged, listening to the needs of her body instead of walking through the motions of s.e.x as if it was a road map. She had a lush, beautiful body that was made to be loved, and he knew shead either had lousy lovers in the past or she just hadnat allowed any man to take his time and give her the attention she deserved.

He was going to give that attention to her, by sweeping his hand over her rib cage, her belly, watching her stomach ripple as he dipped a finger into her belly b.u.t.ton, then palming the spot just above her s.e.x, letting his fingers dangle right there, but going no lower.

Her eyes shot open and she watched him warily as he danced around the spot he knew would give her pleasure.

aDammit.a He was propped up on his elbow, his fingers dancing around her s.e.x, and she was giving him death glares. He had her right where he wanted her, not at all trying to control him, instead focused on his next move.

So instead, he leaned over and gave her a deep, soul-penetrating kiss at the same time he laid the palm of his hand over her s.e.x, then dipped his fingers inside her.

Her body clenched around his fingers as her tongue wound around his. His d.i.c.k pounded, demanding release.

He could wait. This was all about Anna, about her release, her satisfaction. He wanted her limp and relaxed, all the tension squeezed out of her before he slid inside her.

aYou b.a.s.t.a.r.d,a she whispered as she broke the kiss, reaching for his wrist to guide his movements, to show him what she wanted.

aYeah,a he answered her. aShow me what you want.a She lifted against his hand, searching for more. He gave her more as he pleasured her with his fingers at the same time. Her mouth fell open on a soft cry as she released, the spasms of her body tight around his fingers, her nails digging into his arm.

But it was the way her body bowed that he found so d.a.m.n hot, the way she put everything into her o.r.g.a.s.m that made sweat break out on his brow as he held on to her, his fingers inside her while she rocked through it for what seemed like a full minute until her body relaxed against the carpet.

Yeah. When she let go, she really let go. He wanted to be inside her when that happened, wanted to feel her sweet release surrounding him. He was d.a.m.n near shaking with the antic.i.p.ation of it.

So much for retaining his own cool.

He dragged her off the floor and pulled her onto his lap, leaned against the sofa, and swept her hair away from her face, pulling her down for a kiss.

Her mouth tempted him, always had. Besides the sa.s.sy things that came out of it when she spoke, she had full, sweet lips and she knew how to kiss. She wasnat tentative about it and shead always thrown herself fully into a kiss. He loved a woman who did that. Back when they were together before, it had taken every bit of restraint he had to keep from getting her naked and taking her. For some reason, head had scruples then.

Now he didnat, and she wasnat sixteen anymore. He could have her, and he intended to.

Right now.

Anna had barely caught her breath, certain Dante was trying to kill her.

Could a woman die from too many o.r.g.a.s.ms?

She might like to try to find out.

She was at war with herself, still making an attempt to keep that part of herself locked tight despite Danteas a.s.sault on every square inch of her body and soul.

But the way his mouth took possession of hers, the deep relentless kisses that made every part of her throb with need, it was as if he knew her game and he was making sure she fully understood he wasnat going to allow her to hold back.

And how could she when his lips brushed hers like that, when the velvety softness of his tongue rasped against hers, demanding she give him everything?

How could she hold anything back when he used his mouth and hands on her in ways that made her cry out in wild abandon, and yet her body still throbbed in antic.i.p.ation, wanting even more of him?

And now she sat on his lap, the tender, throbbing part of her rubbing against the thick, hard part of him, and he wasnat even attempting to push her into moving to the next step. Instead, he was kissing her again, as if they had all night to do this, which wasnat at all the usual way she approached s.e.x. By now it would have been over with and the guy would have been long gone.

And she would have been frustrated, wholly unsatisfied or busy satisfying herself.

She sure as h.e.l.l wouldnat need to be satisfying herself tonight. Clearly Dante wasnat the kind of man to leave a woman to see to her own needs. Since shead been with him shead had multiple o.r.g.a.s.ms. Head had none.

He finally pulled his lips from hers and as she stared down at his incredible blue eyes, her heart lurched. She traced his lips, her fingers wandering over the stubble of beard across his jaw, remembering what that felt like rubbing against her inner thighs. She s.h.i.+vered.

aCold?a he asked while at the same time sweeping his thumbs over her nipples.

aNo. Hot. You make me hot.a Hot and slick and wet and so ready for him.

His lips lifted, which only made him look more dangerous.

aGood. I like you hot. Now climb on and ride me.a Dangerous and wickedly bad. aIam not sure I like you ordering me around.a He gripped her hips and lifted her. aYou can order me around later.a She slid down on him and grasped his shoulders, biting her lip at the feel of him as he entered her.

It was heaven and h.e.l.l as he filled her, stretched her, and she wasnat sure shead ever felt anything that made her body tingle with so much awareness. She kept her gaze glued to Dante, and this reminded her why shead always kept herself disconnected during s.e.x. This intimacy, the way Dante moved inside her and looked at her, forced her to connect with him.

There was no way she could rock against him, filled with him, and not be affected. This wasnat a quick coupling in the darka”it was no-holds-barred, lights-on, open-eyed lovemaking with a man who wouldnat accept anything less than her total surrender.

He drew her forward and grasped her hips, dragging the most sensitive part of her against him.

aYouare torturing me,a she whispered as she braced her hands on his shoulders.

aThen torture me back.a He lifted, burying his c.o.c.k to the hilt inside her.

She let out a gasp, then curled her fingertips into the crisp hairs of his chest, determined not to let go, not to shatter completely.

aEverything I am is here for you to see, to touch, to taste,a he said, rising up to meet her again as he took her hands in his. aI wonat hold anything back from you.a d.a.m.n him for his honesty, for letting her see the naked truth in his eyes. His fingers dug into her hips and he dragged her against him again, taking her so close she had to bite down on her lip to keep from catapulting over the edge.

aItas only fair to give me the same, Anna. Let go.a Sweat slickened their bodies as they glided over each other. Anna lay on top of him and he grasped hold of her hair in one hand, tugging until it hurt. She liked his possession of her, thrilled to it in a way she couldnat explain.

aLet me have you.a He flipped her over onto her back and plunged deep inside her, his mouth grinding against hers the same way his body did, taking full control now.

She lifted her gaze to his, her hands sliding over his skin. aGive me all of it, Dante.a There was such power, such pa.s.sion in his eyes, but this time, she refused to look away, refused to do anything but meet that power head-on as he lifted up and slammed against her. She reveled in it as the force of his thrusts sent her over the edge. She climaxed with a wild cry, and he went with her, groaning and taking her lips in a hot kiss that shot her o.r.g.a.s.m even higher. Shead never felt sensations like this, borne of pa.s.sion that met emotion.

Breathless, she could only hold on as the waves continued to pound at her from every part of her body until she had nothing left, until she fell, lax and boneless. Dante lifted off and lay next to her, panting as hard as she was.

He grasped her hand and laced his fingers with hers. The contact was so sweet she didnat know what to do with it, so she lay there, staring up at the ceiling, unused to this brightly lit aftermath. Usually it was dark and whatever guy she was with would be in as big a hurry to dress and get away from her as she was to get away from him. There would be no words, no cuddling, just mumbled pleasantries and a quick escape.

Instead, Dante s.h.i.+fted and pulled her leg on top of his body, then laid his palm on her stomach, tracing invisible patterns over her skin. He didnat seem in any hurry to escape.

aYouare thinking again.a She turned her head to look at him. aYeah.a aCanat you just take a minute to enjoy the moment without a.n.a.lyzing what it means?a aIt would be a first for me if I did.a He drew circles around her navel. aTry.a aEverythingas changed now.a aBetween us, you mean.a aYes.a aItas supposed to. When this happens between a couple, things change. You canat avoid it.a She turned on her side to face him. aI wasnat ready for it.a His lips quirked. aYou canat plan for everything, Anna. Sometimes things happen.a aI know that. In my line of work, I react to the unexpected.a aBut this isnat work. This is your life. And you like your life to be orderly and planned out because itas the one aspect you can control.a She frowned. aI hate when you do that.a aWhat?a aSeem to know so much about me when youave been gone so long. Am I that easy to figure out?a aNo, but you arenat so different from before. You think you are, but you arenat. You always liked your life orderly, and you liked controlling the situation. That much about you hasnat changed. Everything about who you were didnat change that night twelve years ago, Anna.a Huh. Interesting.

She thought it had. She thought everything about her had been altered by that one act. Shead always felt her entire personality had undergone a radical transformation, that shead become someone completely different. aReally?a aReally. Youare still the same Anna now as you were back then. Yeah, you grew up. We all did. And parts of you changed. You have to because of what happened. But who you are in herea”a He laid his hand on her chest, over her scar. aThe soul of you. Thatas still Anna, the same Anna Iave always known.a Somehow, that gave her a great deal of peace.

Seventeen.

Anna and Dante worked diligently the next day on the list of Tony Maclinas friends. Several were clean-cut, average students who were so far away from the drug element that after running a diligent background check they were easy to eliminate from the suspect list. A few had moved out of state, one lived out of the country, and two had died together in a car accident during college.

That left four who were questionable and who lived locally. Anna brought Roman in on the list of names.