Chapter 69: Sweet and Painful Dreams

*Layla*

His hands roamed over my body, skimming over the curves of my hips and the swell of my belly, leaving trails of fire in their wake. I gasped as he nipped at my lower lip, his tongue sweeping into my mouth to tangle with mine in a sensual dance.

I could feel the heat building between us, the desire and the need that had always been there. I wanted him, needed him, with a desperation that threatened to consume me whole.

"Dante," I breathed as I pulled back to look at him. "I love you so much."

He smiled, his hand coming up to cup my cheek, his thumb brushing gently over my lips. "I love you too, Layla. More than anything in this world."

And then he was kissing me again, his lips trailing down the column of my throat, his teeth grazing over the sensitive skin of my collarbone. I moaned, my head falling back as I tangled my fingers in his hair, holding him close to me.