" I let my hands brush over his chest and paid close attention to his nipples before spying the pool of semen on his belly. A need I couldn’t explain went through me and I found myself pulling my aching dick from the depths of his body. I felt Dante’s eyes on me as I shifted over him. I maneuvered my cock so I could rub it in his cum, drenching the crown in the cooling, sticky fluid. I gathered the rest of it as best I could with my shaft and then levered back on my heels. Dante’s pretty hole was open and waiting and I didn’t even think twice before pushing back inside of him. He gasped and I looked up to see him watching me with a mix of shock and wonder. He clearly hadn’t been expecting the move. I thrust into him hard and then dropped my body down on his. “What you do to me,” I murmured. “I can’t fucking get enough of you.” Dante’s "
― Sloane Kennedy , Atonement (The Protectors, #6)