She smiled with shameless pride, took him by the hands, and guided him toward the center of the bed. With a firm push against his chest, she made him sit.

Dante let himself fall onto the silk sheets, leaving him exposed as he kept his eyes fixed on her.

Gala didn't waste any time. She straddled him, feeling Dante's hardness against her own wetness. Slowly, she settled onto his thighs and rubbed herself against him, enjoying the frustrated growls that escaped his throat.

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