Chapter 44 Darkness of desires
She watched him lean back, the firelight tracing the lines of his face, the scars, the quiet sadness, the strength trying to fight through it.
Part of her wanted to touch him. Another part wanted to run before she forgot how.
“I don’t know how to fix this,” she whispered.
He looked up. “Maybe it’s not about fixing. Maybe it’s about staying when everything breaks.”
Her chest ached. She wanted to cry, to scream, to tell him she didn’t want to be another ghost in his story.
But all she said was, “You should rest.”
He shook his head. “I can’t.”
“Because of her?”
His jaw tightened. “Because I know Isabelle. She doesn’t stop until she’s destroyed everything that reminds her she’s lost.”
Sienna thought of the cameras, the online hate, the threats all because one woman couldn’t stand losing control.
Sienna’s hands curled into fists. “Then let her try. She doesn’t get to take everything from you again.”
Dante looked at her and for the first time in weeks, she saw fire behind his eyes.
Lightning flashed, cutting through the window. The lights flickered once, twice and then it went off.
Darkness swallowed the room.
Sienna froze. “Dante?”
“I’m here.” His voice was close, low. He stood up and walked towards her chair.
She reached out blindly, her fingers brushing his sleeve. The fabric was warm, alive.
For a second, neither moved. The rain pounded against the glass. The sea roared below.
Her heartbeat was the only sound between them.
“Don’t,” she whispered, though she didn’t know why.
But then his hand found hers slowly and she stopped breathing.
He leaned closer, his breath ghosting against her cheek. “Tell me to stop.”
She didn’t.
That was the last thing Dante said to her before crushing his lips passionately on hers. And in the dark, where no one could see, Dante kissed her softly, desperately as if it was the only way to quiet everything that hurt.
Her eyes widened in amazement the moment she felt his lips on hers. Time seemed to freeze at that moment. His lips were so warm and wet. He pulled her up and helped her blindly to the wall next to her.
What the fuck! Heat spread like wild fire throughout her entire body, causing havoc in her.
Her mind and her ability to think came to a halt the moment their lips locked. Dante had one of his arms on her waist whilst the other was placed on the walls of the guesthouse above her head. She quivered underneath him.
His other hand made its way from her waist, to her ass; tenderly grabbing her soft behind, back to her waist trailing upwards to her neck and cheeks. His hands were literally exploring every part of her. His lips felt so soft, sweet and hot as it moved inside her greedily. His tongue demanded full entry into her mouth and she gave it to him.
Parting her lips more, their tongues locked and moved in sync. Dante took her hair into his hands and tilted it slightly as his tongue made its way inside her. She let out a soft moan, Dante swallowed it all. His breathing became low grunts that seemed to fill the entire room. They were barely audible but so fucking sexy. This felt so amazing. She totally surrendered herself to his fervent, hot and dominating kiss.
Her skin tingled, adrenaline rushing through her. She wanted more. She had no idea if she should be doing this or not but he cared less now.
She wanted more of Dante.
Sienna's hands raced to his hair, kneading into it and pulling it, pressing their bodies so tightly against each other. Dante groaned and their kiss deepened. His lips moved Sienna's own lips to her jaw, leaving a burning desire wherever they touched.
She moaned out, an inferno raging within her. His lips trailed from her jaws to her neck, placing hot wet kisses along the way whilst nibbling and sucking on her skin.
She moaned out airily, grabbing his air more tightly.
Her reaction got a husky groan from Dante. She bit her bottom lip, his name slipping from her mouth in a whispering moan before she could stop herself, "Dante..."
She felt Dante smirking against her neck. He was a cocky and hot jerk.
His lips trailed back to hers, stroking her skin with his tongue along the way. Accidentally, she bit at his bottom lip. Not hard but softly. In a flick, she felt so doused in embarrassment.
What did she just do?
Dante let out a groan in pleasure which gave her goosebumps. His demeanour suddenly changed. He was kissing her so hard, so rough and so intense. Sucking the air out of her lungs and filling it with his, he wasn't giving her any time to catch her breath.
He kissed her like he owned her, like he had absolute control over her.
But she loved it. She tried to suppress her moans, keeping her whimpers within her but she failed woefully. It made Dante plunder her with intense lustful kisses.He immediately lifted her up from the ground, forgetting one of his legs was still healing. And she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. He pulled her a little further from the wall before slamming her back onto it.
She groaned in pleasure, her back was against the wall whilst his chest pressed so tightly against hers.
Oh good gracious.
The kiss was becoming so erotic. Dante's breathing became so rapid in pace and the air in the room seemed to get hotter and hotter.
If there was any way Dante could enter her right now, She bet he wouldn't hesitate noticing how he was furthering himself into her. His crotch laid right under her as a result of how tall he was and she felt something very hard poke her.
Damn.
Dante was hard. She couldn't help but imagine how budging his dick would look.
Fuck.. she was having sexual thoughts.
The more he pressed himself on to her, the more she felt his hard rock dick hitting her.
Her pussy tingled and she felt a wet pool form in her panties. Dante's free hand trailed underneath her shirt, going to her spine. His hand skimmed his way along her skin eagerly searching for her bra hook.
This was too fast. She doesn't want them to go any further, especially not in this room and condition, not with the world against them.
"Um Dante...I think we should stop," Sienna said breathlessly, pulling her lips away from him begrudgingly.
He closed his eyes for a moment as if calming himself down before opening his eyes again. "Sure my love. I will only go as far as you want me to go"
His love? He really loved her. Was that a confession?
Wow. Today was filled with surprises.
Did she love him too though? She knew she felt something for him ever since he started acting more nice towards her but was it love?
Dante slowly put her down and he groaned in pain, he suddenly left sharp pain on his injured leg.
Sienna quickly reached for her phone and switched on the torch. She helped him to sit on the couch next to them. “You shouldn't have.”
He didn't say anything, he got the phone from her and pointed at her face and stared at me. "What is wrong, Sienna? You look a little tense. And I know you're not worried about me. I won't force myself on you. You don't have to worry about that"
"It's not that Dante." She said with a mild chuckle.
"Why do you look tense then?"he quizzically asked.
"Well...." She began, her eyes darting downwards.
"What if this wasn't meant to be?"
He smiled.
"What if your family fights us, will your attitude towards me change?" She fearfully asked,
Dante winced and held her hand. “Sienna, I'm Dante, not my family. I'm the one with you, the one who loves you. My family has nothing to do with my life, especially not who I choose to be with.”
She nodded. But deep down, Sienna knew she was in for a lot of secrets and she was willing to see it revealed, and she was willing to give Dante a chance.