Page 109 of Plaything

His eyes narrowed on me as he gave my throat a squeeze, pulling away from me. My lips remained parted, dumb and lost in lust. He watched me in a trance as he lifted his middle and ring finger to my lips. His fingers were cold against my tongue as he slid them to the back of my throat and then pumped them out again.

I moaned, wrapping my lips around them as he toyed with me. “That’s it, Baby. Show Daddy how pretty you are when you want something in your slutty little mouth,” he husked. His eyes were focused entirely on my mouth, entranced with the way I sucked his fingers.

Licking and sucking his fingers, I felt the sensitive part of me, the aching, desperate part of me between my thighs, pulse.

He hummed lowly, biting his bottom lip. “Do you like having your mouth fucked, Darling?” He questioned, but we both knew the answer.

With a moan, I nodded.

“Yeah?” He taunted, a devilish smirk pulling at his lips. He removed his hand from my throat, grabbing my hand and placing it over the rock-hard tent straining against his dress pants. “If you’re good, I might let you play with my cock later. I think that would keep your mouth occupied for a while.”

His fingers hit the back of my throat, and I rolled my eyes back, palming him through his pants. That sounded mind-numbingly delicious. I wasn’t ashamed to admit that I loved having my mouth filled.

Removing his fingers from my mouth, they were replaced with his lips again. This time, more hungry than before. My surprise came out in a breathy gasp before he silenced me with his tongue. My mind was beyond fuzzy as my lips reddened against his.

I continued to stroke his dick over his pants, my other arm wrapped around the back of his neck, using him to keep myself upright.

Large hands gripped my upper thighs as he roughly pulled my ass to the very edge of the counter—the suddenness of the movement catching me off guard.

Dominic must have been as lost as I was, as desperate low moans escaped his throat, practically growling in approval. His hand quickly slid under my dress, and my body greedily opened my legs for him.

His finger stroked the outside of my panties once before I snapped my eyes open, remembering that now wasn’t the best time for... this. Unfortunatly.

“Dominic,” I tried to break him out of the trace he was in. I could barely catch my breath, let alone speak with his lips on mine.

“Huh?” he mindlessly murmured, trailing wet kisses down my neck. His finger was in the danger zone, now putting pressure on my clit on the outside of my panties.

With flashing red alarms in my mind, I flinched, snapping my legs shut around his wrist. I also released his dick and instinctually grabbed his arm embarrassingly fast.

Blush stained my face as red as my swollen lips as my spazzy movements snapped him out of it.

He pulled away from my neck and quizzically eyed me. At first, he seemed worried, but after looking at my beat red expression, he cocked a brow. “What? Are you getting shy on me now?” he joked with slight humor.

“Um, no,” I shrugged before piercing my lips together. I was raised very properly, so it was hard to talk about periods... especially with a man whose hand was between my legs. He’d clearly forgotten about Aiden’s discovery last night, and now I had to remind him.

He looked at my hand, which was firmly gripped on his arm, before looking impatiently back at me. “Did I do something to make you uncomfortable?” he pushed, confusion mixed in his tone.

I knew I’d sent him mixed signals, from eagerly spreading my legs for him to snapping them shut. My eyes darted away from him, embarrassment flooding through me. “No!” I assured with a quick shake of my head. “It’s just not the best time for... that,” I answered, hoping he’d catch on so I wouldn’t have to explain further.

He removed his hand from between my legs and placed both hands on either side of me, trapping me between his arms. I peeked up at his amused expression as he intimidatingly stared at me. What could he possibly find funny?

The fact that he found humor in this was irritating. I leaned slightly back, getting a better view of him. “What?”

“You’re very red,” he answered with a laugh. “Being on your period isn’t something to be embarrassed about, Darling.”

“Can we not talk about this?” I sucked in a sharp breath, struggling to meet his eyes again.

“We don’t have to talk about anything,” he comforted. “But you should know, none of us are particularly bothered by blood, and showers are in every room... in case you find yourself having a rough week,” he deadpanned before untrapping me from his arms and lifting me off the counter.

My eyes were as wide as saucers as I stared at him. I suddenly understood his humor-laced tone and smug grin. Dominic hadn’t forgotten Aiden’s outburst at dinner. He knew and was probably testing me to see how far I’d let him get before I said something.

With his hands still on my waist, I glared up at him. “That was mean,” I gently scolded.

Still amused at his own games, he grinned. “If it makes you feel any better, I did forget for a moment. And by the time I remembered, it’d clearly slipped your mind too,” he defended.

Annoyed at his cockiness, I rolled my eyes. I opened my mouth to complain, but his lips were on mine before I even finished taking a breath.

In a second flat, I was once again putty in his arms. I’d let him kiss my annoyance away just this once.

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