His Forbidden Obsession
“Kiss me,” Dante said. His undertone burned with desire as much as his hooded grey eyes.
“I will not.” Sophia chuckled, trailing a finger against his hard-clothed chest, biting on her lower lips and relishing in the frustration his expression held.
Dante growled, staring down at her.
“You little tease.”He grunted enclosing his palm around her jaw and smashing her gently against the wall.
“Oh…...” Sophia gasped. Her breath hitched and her walls tingled as she stared into Dante's eyes.
Gosh! He was the hottest man on earth. Deep lustful grey eyes that pleased to let him kiss her, heavy breath that showed how much he yearned for her.
Her inner churned and she moved her fingertip against his cheeks, watching the rise and fall of his chest.
“Kiss me.” She whispered with eyes that granted approval and soaking wet cunt, that burned with the desire to be touched by him.
Dante’s cock jerked in gratification. Without further words he cupped the base of her neck, smashing his lips against hers and kissing her hungrily like she was his first taste of wine.
If Sophia had the world, she would give it to Dante, but she had just her pure beautiful heart—the total opposite of the man Dante is. The ruler of the underground world, the one whose presence commanded silence, found himself wrapped in the web that her fragile little heart had created for him. He would lay the world for her, and if she desired, then the world would cease to exist.
Something that started as mare lust has whirled into powerful love, breaking the resolve that Dante spent his entire existence building. She was everything he desired, only that she was the standing ovation to the victory he spent his existence working for.
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