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~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