Page 50 of Beneath the Thorned Crown

Because God help me, I want this.

I shift slightly in my seat, pressing my thighs together. His smirk deepens, like he knows exactly how worked up I already am.

“You’re already wet, aren’t you?”

My breath shudders.

I hate that he’s right.

I swallow hard, my body aching with desire.

Slowly—so slowly—I slide my hand down my thigh, slipping under my dress.

Dominic inhales sharply, so quiet I almost miss it.

His fingers flex against the steering wheel, but his eyes remain on the road.

Still, I feel his attention on me.

Like he owns me. Like I already belong to him.

“Good girl,” he murmurs, his voice a quiet growl.

A shiver runs through me.

My fingers graze over my panties, and I bite my lip at how soaked I already am.

I hesitate, but Dominic’s voice is there again, commanding, dark, impossible to resist.

“Slide them aside,” he says, his tone sharper, rougher. “And show me how wet you are.”

A gasp catches in my throat but before I can protest, my hands move in obedience.

My fingers tremble as I push my panties aside, letting the cool air kiss my bare skin. I lift my dress up so I don’t stain it and my fluids escape my body.

Dominic curses under his breath.

I hear the way his breathing deepens, how his hands flex against the wheel, but he doesn’t look at me.

Not yet.

I part my thighs slightly, dipping my fingers into my own wetness—a slick, needy heat that makes my body shudder.

Dominic exhales slowly, roughly.

“You’re a dirty fucking girl, aren’t you?” he murmurs, voice dark with approval and satisfaction.

Possession.

My breath hitches as I start rubbing my clit in slow circles, just like he wants.

“Do you like that?” His voice is silk, but there’s a razor-sharp edge beneath it. “Are you wet because of me?”

I close my eyes, losing myself in the sensation.

The forbidden thrill of this—touching myself in the passenger seat of Dominic Castellano’s car, obeying his every filthy command.

My fingers press against my swollen clit, teasing, playing, sending waves of pleasure through me.

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