Page 22 of Exposed

“This isn’t a good idea,” he said, brushing his lips against mine.

The strong hardness of his lips against mine had me wanting him to explore the recesses of my mouth. His tongue demanded entry, and I was shocked at my own eager response to his touch. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me in closer.

“What are we doing, Lauren?” he asked, showering kisses around my lips, along my jaw and shoulder.

“Two adults that find each other attractive, giving in to pleasure,” I told him, leaving his mouth, taking control of what we both wanted. Straddling his lap, I helped him remove his shirt, and he did the same with me. His eyes stared into mine, asking for permission.

“I want this, Dominic, and I won’t regret what happens. Even if we never speak of this again.”

“I didn’t come here for this,” he said, running his hand up and down my back.

He fondled my breasts. My head fell back, quivering at his touch as his lips captured my nipple.

“Blame it on me winning,” I moaned, cupping the back of his neck, pushing him further in my chest. His tongue ran across my nipples and I found myself begging for his caress. I gripped the back of his neck, down to his chest, journeying toward his hard erection. Biting my lip, I spread my thighs even more, against all logic, I melted against him.

“You’re trouble, Lauren. What am I going to do with you?” he groaned, trailing kisses up the middle of my neck. Wrapping his hand, he gently squeezed, forcing me to stare into his eyes for confirmation that we were really doing this.

He probably thought I would be one of those women that couldn’t handle one-night stands after the weeks and months of craziness in my life. I needed to be Lauren and not the social media celebrity, the daughter of Vivien and Kenny, or even a girl that needed a commitment from a relationship.

“Whatever you want to do.”

“Then we need to take this to the bedroom. I’m a big man, and this little ass couch won’t do.”

He lifted us off the couch, and I wrapped my legs around him, my nails digging into his shoulders as I arched toward his kiss. “Which room?” he questioned, continuing the kiss.

“The first one to the left,” I answered. He squeezed my ass and kicked the door open. He dropped me down on the bed, then removed his pants.

“Do you have condoms?” I asked, in case I needed to grab one out of my dresser drawer. Novah would be gone for hours today. I hoped he had enough energy to last all night.

Dominic slid his hands in his pants, pulled out his wallet, grabbed two condoms, and tossed them on the bed.

“Remove your shorts and open your legs. I’m ready to find out if your bite is as good as your bark.” Dominic bent down, brushed his hand against my swollen folds while I bit my nails. I opened my thighs even more. His tongue raked over my sex with one smooth, slick glide.

“Shit…” I cried out, closing my legs around his head.

My heart pounded an erratic rhythm at his touch.

“Mhmmm...Give me what you have.”

A quiver surged through my veins, arched into the intrusion of his finger. “Ahhh!! Domi...nic…,” I stuttered. I was clenching the sheets, tossing my head to the side. A knot rose in my throat, and I tried to push him away.

“I can’t take it anymore,” I said, out of breath.

He chuckled at my statement. “What happened to you being able to handle anything? You're grown, right?” I stuck my middle finger up, grabbing the pillow to put between my legs. I was ready to fall asleep, and he was pissing me off. He started kissing my back, down to my ass, spreading my legs hungry for more and sticking his tongue inside my ass. I jumped slightly. None of my exes ever wanted to explore anything from the back. This feeling was different, but not bad.

“Oohhh, Dominic…Shit! Keep going.” I reached over to hold onto the headboard as his tongue fucked me at a slow pace. Slapping my ass, he abruptly stopped. I looked over my shoulder and saw him grab the condom, stroking himself and putting it on. I tried to turn around. He shook his head no. Lifting my leg, he slid inside my sex, and I almost couldn’t breathe. His girth had to be never-ending because I felt him in my stomach.

“Damn, you feel good, princess.”

“You’re too big. Ahhh...wait, Dominic!” I shouted, wanting to kick myself in the ass for cheating and having to hear him brag about me not being able to handle him in bed.

“Wait for what, baby? Huh. You were talking all that shit. Show me what you can do,” he commented back, easing out of me, laying down on his back, smirking.

“Fuck you...old man.”

“That’s what I’m trying to do, but you can’t hang, baby.” He chuckled.

Taking in a sharp breath, I rested a hand on his dick before I straddled his lap and slid on top of his erection. Licking my lips, I placed both feet flat on the bed, preparing to ride him until we both came. He thrust his pelvis up. We entwined our hands rocking in unison as his chest rose and fell in rapid breaths.

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