Chapter 83

Vivienne obeyed at once, her breath shaky with need. Dante’s hands settled on her ass, parting her, his fingers sliding easily through her wetness.

“Dante…” she whispered.

“I didn’t say you could talk,” he warned, voice low. One finger pushed inside her while his thumb circled her clit.

She moaned, loud and helpless, fighting the urge to rock against his hand. He kept teasing her, slow and deliber