Page 52 of Forbidden Obsession

I was shocked at the amount of it all, making me wonder if it had been a while since he’d had an orgasm.

I didn’t have much time to consider it. Dominic snatched me off the floorboard, spread me wide on my back, and tore a hole through my pantyhose.

“Is this shiny, wet pussy all for me?”

“Yes.”

“And who owns this pussy?”

“You.”

“Who?”

“Dominic,” I panted.

He sucked in a mouthful of my clit, and my legs were already quivering.

“Ahhhh…” My head fell back, and he didn’t give me mercy, sucking and licking, flipping his tongue around my aroused flesh.

I came almost instantly from being heavily stimulated. My heart slammed, and I squirmed to get away from him, my flesh sensitive.

“Where are you going, Penelope?”

I panted. “Give me a second.”

“One.”

He reached for me again, and I squealed as the limo pulled onto the rooftop where the helicopter waited on the helipad.

A growl moved through him. “You get a fifteen-minute break. Lucky you.”

I yelped as he grabbed me and hauled me out of the limo toward our waiting transportation.

I think I stopped breathing when his dick entered me. No, I’m sure of it.

“Open your eyes.”

My lashes fluttered open, and though I heard him, the next crashing beat was my heart against my sternum.

“Have you changed your mind?”

“No!”

He added pressure to his grind.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.” I grabbed his chiseled, cut hips and pulled him forward, then yelped with every inch he gained.

“Oooooooh!”

“Relax,” he murmured, applying pressure as he leaned over me, his body hovering over mine, hips undulating like lapping waves. “Take a deep breath, but don’t exhale until I tell you to.”

I inhaled, and he drove the entire length of his erection to the base of my cervix.

“Ooooooh shiiiiiiiit! Ah! Oh!”

My eyes crossed, and I unintentionally flexed a Kegel, squeezing him repeatedly as if my pussy had a mind of its own.

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