~DANTE~
I don't know how to answer that question.
A part of me screams yes. Another part, the part of me that still belongs to Anya, shouts no.
I swallow hard once more, "do you want to?"
I don't know why I'm entertaining this conversation but I want an answer.
Her nose is pressed against my throat, "do I want to what?" She asks.
Maybe I shouldn't be driving when she's distracting me like this. It wasn't a good idea at all.
"Do you want to touch me?" I ask her. I don't know why I'm even asking this. But I need to f*****g know her answer.
"I already am." She whispers as she presses a kiss to my throat. I swear I f*****g see stars.
Stars? I must be losing my mind.
"You can touch me too." She whispers seductively as she rubs her lower half against mine.
"f**k!" I hiss when
