Lori StewardBack home, in front of Renee and his family, Dante's hands hadn't left my body all evening, and I hated… no, I was embarrassed that it was getting me all hot the entire time.At dinner, his hands caressed my thighs while his other arm draped across my shoulders, tracing circles against my sleeve absentmindedly. Or he pretended that he was doing it absentmindedly… His hands on my exposed thigh were hot, and if everyone here were wolves like me, I could swear that they could smell my arousal across the table, but they pretended like it was nothing.“You're doing well…” Dante leaned in and whispered into my ears, and that was all it took to make my nipples hard and poke through my dress, and my breath was coming out in short gasps.“Dante…” I swallowed, trying to whisper back, "Can you please tone it down?”I knew my cheeks were red with embarrassment, and when he looked down at the little cleavage I had left open, his eyes darkened, especially when his gaze fell on my hard
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