Page 68 of Savage Don's Captive

“Dominic, please,” she begs, breathless. “You’re going to make me come like this.”

I groan my approval, savoring her pussy—addictive, perfect, mine. I devour her, alternating between slow, torturous licks and deep strokes that make her entire body jerk.

“Fuck—“she gasps, thighs tensing around my head as I slurp her swollen clit between my lips, rolling my tongue over it with devastating precision.

She’s unraveling again, hips rocking against my mouth, chasing every sensation. I press my tongue flat against her, groaning as she grinds herself on me, needy and frantic.

“Oh my God! Fuck, Dominic! I’m so close,” she cries out, body trembling.

No God here,tesoro…Just me.

“Can I come?” I don’t answer, just increase my speed. She writhes beneath me. “Dominic!”

“Fucking beg.” The words rumble against her sensitive flesh.

“Please,” she sobs, her entire body shaking.

“Please what?”

“I want to come, please,” she mewls. “Please.”

“Come, Alessa,” I command, fingers and mouth working faster.

And she shatters.

A strangled cry tears from her throat as her body arches off the bed, trembling violently, thighs clamping around me as I push her through every second of her release. She’s still pulsingaround my fingers when I finally pull away, licking my lips as I crawl back up her body.

“That’s one,” I smirk, brushing my mouth over hers, letting her taste herself. “I’m not done with you yet.”

Aftershocks ripple through her as I drag my mouth up her skin, kicking off my sweats.

“Damn baby you’re so fucking responsive, aren’t you?” She bites her lip and nods, face flushed. I settle over her, my weight pressing her into the mattress, swallowing her gasp as I kiss her deeply. She moans, rolling up, seeking more.

I groan, the feel of her wet and ready beneath me makes my cock throb with need.

“Tell me you want this dick, Alessa.” My voice is thick, strained with the effort of control.

“I want you deep inside me, please.” She answers without hesitation, nails digging into my back. “I need you.”

That’s all it takes.

“Condom?”

She shakes her head quickly. “No.”

“But—”

“Just fucking pull out,” she pants, voice edged with impatience. “I’ll get a morning-after pill, I don’t care. Just please, fuck me.”

“Alessa—”

“Dominic.” Her frustration ignites the savage in me.

“I’m clean, and I really need you now.”

I grip her thighs, dragging them higher around my waist, positioning myself against her swollen, slick entrance. I drag my cock through her wetness, teasing and smacking her clit with the head, watching her tremble.

Her breath catches. “Dominic...”

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