Chapter 79

• Dante leaned down, his lips brushing against hers as he whispered, "Are you enjoying this? My gentle side?" He captured her bottom lip between his teeth gently before sucking on it. His hips moved in a slow, steady rhythm, hitting that spot inside her that made her legs tremble. "Tell me,"
• She bit her lower lip and nodded. "Words, princess," he whispered against her mouth, "I need words." He thrust slowly again, hitting that sweet spot perfectly. "Is this how you'd prefer me to fuck you from now on?" His voice was low and husky but still gentle—an uncharacteristic sound coming from him.
• Dante's lips curled into a soft smile at her nod. "Yes or no, Aria," he prompted gently, thrusting slowly again to emphasize his point. "Do you want me to always fuck you like this? Softly? Gently?" He brushed his lips against hers again, waiting for her response.