“IF YOU WERE A BOOK, I’D OPEN YOUR LEGS, LICK THE WORD FROM YOUR PAGES AND DRINK ALL YOUR INK”SOFIA.His hand slips free and I whine at the loss, but then he’s dropping to his knees behind me. The movement is smooth, unhurried, like he has all the time in the world even though we both know we don’t. His scarred shoulders brush the backs of my thighs as he settles between my spread legs. Warm breath ghosts over my exposed pussy and I shudder so hard my knees nearly buckle.“Dante—” My voice is barely a whisper.“Shh. Let me worship you, baby. Been dreaming about this taste for seven years.”His hands grip my ass, spreading me wide, and then his mouth is on me.The first slow, broad lick from my entrance to my clit rips a choked cry from my throat. I bite down on my forearm to muffle it, but the sensation is too much—hot, wet, perfect. He groans against me like I’m the best thing he’s ever tasted, the vibration shooting straight through me. He doesn’t rush. He savors. Long, deliberate
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