thirty-one

Dante

With a quick glance behind me to make sure Tessa didn’t follow, I step into her bedroom. Trevor’s clothes litter the bed, and the closet floor is spotless.

Fuck. I need those papers. I hope she didn’t throw them out, and I can’t exactly ask her what she did with them.

I run my fingers through my hair, my frustration growing. Finally, I spot the envelope on the nightstand and grab my cell from my pocket.

Reaching for the envelope, I snap a photo of the Cloverstem Labcor logo, and then I withdraw the pages, smooth them out, and repeat the process. Leaving everything as I found it, I go back to the kitchen, but Tessa is coming down the hall.

She raises a brow in question. “I thought you had to use the bathroom?”

“I used yours. Are you ready to go?” I ask, changing the subject.

If she finds out what I’m up to, this thing between us will be shot to hell before we even have a chance.

“Okay.” She half-laughs. “I just want to grab some stuff.”

“Girlie shit?” I smirk.

“Yes,” she says and walks into the closet. She comes out with a bag and then goes into the bathroom to toss her stuff in it. She walks over to the dresser, snatches something from the drawer, and throws it in the bag, too. “Ready.”

When we arrive at my place, I unlock the door, and we walk inside. As soon as I release the hold on Tessa’s bag, I lift her into my arms. Spinning around, I press her against the wall and crash my lips to hers. My hands go around her ass.

“Wrap your legs around me,” I tell her.

She wiggles her pussy against my hard dick. “Dante,” she pants.

“I know, Tess. I’m going to take care of you.”

I carry her down the hall to my room, kissing her the entire way. Once we’re inside, I set her on her feet. Tessa’s forehead rests on my chest, and she snakes her arms around me.

“Hey, what’s wrong?”

Her grip tightens, and now, I’m worried.

“Talk to me, Tessa.”

When she doesn’t budge, I lift her chin with my thumb and wait. “Tessa, if you’re not ready…I’ll wait as long as it takes.”

“It’s not that. I want to. God, do I want to. But I’m not on the pill, so please tell me there are condoms here somewhere.”

“There’s a full box in the nightstand.” I wink at her. “Any other questions?”

“None.”

I drop a chaste kiss to her mouth. “I’m going to start the shower. Your bag is in the other room if you want to go grab it.”

The bathroom is already starting to fill with steam when Tessa returns. I strip out of my clothes while she unloads her shampoo and shit.

“Your turn,” I say, watching her face heat as her eyes travel over my body. I grab her stuff and set it on the built-in ledge of the shower. Then, I turn back to her, ready for the show.

Slowly, she tugs her shirt over her head, exposing her white-lace-covered tits. My cock jerks to attention. Next, she slides off her yoga pants and—

Holy shit.

“You’ve been commando all this time? Fuck, woman, are you trying to kill me?”

Her response is to undo the clasp of her bra and slip the straps down her arms, teasing me, before dropping it to the floor.

Tessa is perfection. The swell of her tits, the curve of her hips. I want to take her against the wall and fuck her until neither one of us can stand. I reach for her hand, drawing her closer, and then drag my index finger down her spine and across the arc of her sweet ass. My knuckles graze over her hip, along the side of her breast, and across her hardened nipple. She hisses out a breath.

“Do you have any idea how sexy you are?” I ask, bending low to kiss her.

Then, I pull her into the shower. She’s warm and wet and pressed against me. We kiss under the hot spray, and then Tessa’s lips move down my torso. She shocks the hell out of me when she drops to her knees and wraps her soft pink lips around the head of my painfully hard cock. She swirls her tongue over my tip before taking my dick into her mouth as far as she can go.

“Fucking hell,” I hiss, bracing my hand on the wall.

One of Tessa’s hands plays with my balls while the other grips the base of my shaft.

“That feels so damn good.” I feel her smile around me, and she increases her speed. “Tessa, if you don’t ease up, I’ll be shooting down your throat.”

She doesn’t let go. Instead, her hands grip my ass, driving me forward, and there’s no way in hell I can stop it now. I bury my hands in her wet hair, taking control of her movements, and I fuck her mouth. It doesn’t take long before I’m blowing my load in the back of her throat, and she swallows everything I give her.

I guide Tessa to her feet and crush my lips to hers. When I pull away, I glance down at her in awe. “Damn, woman.”

“Dante…”

My forehead rests on hers. “Mmhmm?”

“I need you inside me.”