Page 38 of Dominic

“Yes. Just us.”

She washed the blood from his face, and put soap on her hands to wash the rest of his body, wanting to feel his skin under her fingers. After he shut off the water, he slid his arms under her hips and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he grabbed a large towel that he pulled around the two of them.

He sat her on the bathroom vanity and took the towel and begin drying her, starting at her feet and working his way slowly up her body. When he got to the area between her thighs she gave a frustrated moan when he just dried her quickly and continued working his way up. He ran the towel over her hair then dried himself off quickly.

He picked her up again and this time brought her mouth all the way to his. “Kiss me.”

She did, locking her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. She looked at Dominic, really looked at him — this strong, passionate, sexy man that was hers, at least for tonight. She dragged the nails of one hand down his chest, scraping across the tight buds of his nipple, laughing at the heartfelt groan that escaped from his lips.

She craved him. Soft and gentle, hard and brutal… it didn’t matter. She wanted everything he could give her. She breathed him in with deep inhalations, then plastered her mouth to his.

One of his arms stayed under her hips, the other splayed into her hair. As she met his tongue thrusting into her mouth, a warm feeling overtook her. Like honey had filled her body, slowing everything. She stroked her tongue against his before he tilted her head, taking control of the kiss. He nibbled at her bottom lip, grabbing it with his teeth before soothing it with his tongue.

He groaned and her eyes opened to find his wide open too. Except he was looking into the mirror behind them.

“We’re going to need to add some mirror play soon. I’ll have you suck me off with your pussy facing the big mirror and I’ll watch as you make yourself come.”

She wrapped herself around him more tightly. That was the only type of mirrors she wanted to be involved with. Definitely not the computer mirroring.

“Take me to bed,” she whispered against his lips.

He grinned. “I guess today I’ll just settle for making you come with my mouth while you suck me off. I want your pussy over my face and my cock down your throat. You want to have a race to see who can get the other to come first?”

Cassandra lost.

But, oh God, how she won.

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