บททั้งหมดของ His Forbidden Obsession : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Dante, had been awake for a while. He lay beside her, his head propped on one hand as he stared at her sleeping form with admiration. His dark eyes traced every inch of her face—the gentle rise and fall of her chest, the way her hair sprawled messily over the pillow, and the faint marks on her skin from where he had claimed her the night before.His mind replayed every sinful moment. The way she had moaned his name, the way her body had melted into his touch, and the way she had surrendered to him so completely. A deep satisfaction filled his chest. She was his now. Completely his. And the thought of having her like this, not just for one night but forever, sent a thrill through his veins.His stomach churned with excitement, his body already aching to reach for her again. He wanted to kiss her awake, to pull her beneath him and lose himself in her once more. But as he watched her peaceful expression, he decided against it. She looked so content, so utterly worn out from their passio

CHAPTER 53As if he could read her mind, Dante carefully set her down on the breakfast table, his hands firm yet gentle as he positioned her exactly where she had thought. The cool surface sent a slight shiver through her, but the warmth of his body pressing close quickly erased it.Without breaking eye contact, he slid his hands down to her thighs, gripping them as he slowly spread her legs apart, making room for himself between them. The dominance in his actions made her breath hitch, her pulse racing in anticipation.He pulled her closer, dragging her hips toward him until there was no space left between them. She could feel the heat radiating off him, the tension between them thick. A low growl rumbled from deep within his chest as he reached for her face, his fingers tracing her jawline with agonizing slowness. His thumb brushed over her parted lips, pressing lightly, making her shudder under his touch.Her lips quivered, her breath uneven as she stared up at him, lost in the in

Their eyes remained locked an unspoken intensity passing between them, he pushed the bathroom door with ease gently set her down, his hands lingering on her waist for a moment before he turned to fix a warm bath for her. The sound of water filling the tub echoed in the room, but Sophia wasn’t paying attention to it.Her gaze drifted downward, landing on the prominent bulge straining against his pants. A jolt of electricity shot through her body, making her core clench with need, despite her blissful exhaustion from cumming so hard in his mouth. Her breathing hitched as she licked her lips, her eyes darkening with raw desire.“Your… your cock,” she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. “It’s hard.”Dante turned back to her, a dark smirk curving his lips as he caught the way her pupils dilated with hunger. He stepped closer, his fingers grazing her chin as he tilted her face up to meet his heated stare.“Yes, princess,” he murmured, his voice deep and husky. “It’s hard—so fucking har

Dante guided Sophia into the warm bath, holding her close as the soothing water enveloped them. He ran his hands over her body, massaging her tired muscles while stealing soft kisses from her lips, her shoulders, and the delicate curve of her neck. Every now and then, he couldn’t resist giving her ass a playful spank, grinning at the way she gasped and squirmed against him.He was still hard, still aching for her, but he could see the exhaustion settling in her features. She had already given him everything, surrendering to pleasure over and over again, and he knew she needed rest. Even as his body craved another round, he chose to take care of her instead.Once they finished bathing, Dante stepped out first, grabbing a plush towel and wrapping it securely around his waist. He reached for another towel, gently drying Sophia’s damp skin before slipping a silk robe over her shoulders, making sure she was warm and comfortable.Lifting her effortlessly into his arms, he carried her back

Dante lay beside Sophia, his gaze tracing over her delicate features as she slept peacefully. Her chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm, her lips slightly parted, and her dark hair spread out across the pillow like a halo. She looked so soft, so utterly breathtaking, and a deep sense of possessiveness swelled in his chest.As if sensing his intense gaze, Sophia’s lashes fluttered, and slowly, her eyes opened. The moment they met Dante’s piercing stare, a small smile played on her lips.“How was your sleep?” he asked, his voice deep and velvety.Before she could answer, he leaned down, effortlessly scooping her into his arms, pulling her against his bare chest. His warmth enveloped her, and her body melted into his embrace. His lips brushed over hers in a slow, teasing kiss before trailing lower, capturing the soft skin of her neck between his teeth. A shiver ran through her, and a breathy whimper escaped her lips as his hands found her boobs, kneading them gently.“Dante,” she breath