Page 107 of Under the Lights

The second the door clicked shut behind me, he was pushing me against it, hands tearing at my clothes. His lips wandered down my neck, leaving a trail of hot kisses, accentuated by sharp nips into my sensitive skin.

His hands were roaming up and down my body, unable to choose a place to settle. Gripping my hip, palming my ass, skimming over the strip of exposed skin just over the waistband of my shorts. Arching my back, I pushed against his big frame.

I loved how big he was all over. Everything about him was solid and thick, making me feel small and dainty next to him — something that seldom happened for a tall girl out in the wild.

“Didn’t know jealousy got you going like that,” I moaned, my lips pulled up in a taunting smirk.

“It does when it’s you.” His voice carried zero shame. Why was it so hot when a man owned up to his feelings?

“Aw, your ego that fragile?” I tried to bait him.

He chuckled, clamping an arm around my waist to carry me to the bed. I landed with a bounce, and he was on me in a flash. Catching my wrists in one hand, he pinned them over my head.

With a passionate kiss on my lips, he said, “No. Just not into sharing. What’s mine is mine, and I’ll happily remind you every fucking day who you belong to.”

“I don’t belong to anyone,” I ground out stubbornly, drawing a line in the sand.

The tip of his nose brushed against mine before skimming down to my neck. He licked and sucked, his scruff scratching over the already sensitive skin.

I whimpered needily as the sharp pain of his teeth sinking into my flesh spread goosebumps over my body.

“Yeah, you keep telling yourself that, Goddess. I got nothing but time.” He smirked, pulling my top and bra down in one move, my breasts spilling out. “I’ll just be over here enjoying my feast.”

And feast he did. His mouth closed around my stiff nipples, one after the other, sucking them so hard that his lips popped off as he released them before diving right back in and swirling his tongue around them.

I was a moaning, writhing mess by the time he was done, and he hadn’t even touched my pussy yet.

Sitting back on his haunches between my spread thighs, he worked on getting my shorts off. I lifted my ass, letting him drag them down my legs, along with my underwear.

He sucked in a sharp breath as my pussy came into view, chuckling smugly.

“Aww. Would you look at that? You’re fucking soaked for me, Goddess. How come?” Leaning down, he licked one long strip over the length of my pussy, making my hips buck off the mattress. “Delicious. Is someone maybe more into me being a jealous, territorial asshole than she wants to let on?”

“God, you’re so fucking full of yourself.”

“Well, one of us will be full of me in a minute.” He winked exaggeratedly, and snorting with laughter, I rolled my eyes. “Spoiler alert, it’s not me.”

I snorted. “That was terrible.”

“I know. Made you laugh, though. Can’t imagine a more beautiful sound.”

I swallowed hard. He needed to stop saying shit like that.

Pulling down his shorts just enough to let his dick spring free, the heavy length bobbed, the prominent veins running along it pulsing under my gaze. Pre-cum was leaking out of the swollen tip, and I involuntarily licked my lips.

Dom grinned wickedly, clearly seeing something on my face he liked, and gripped his dick around the base.

“Except maybethis.” He punctuated his words with a sharp slap of his erection against my clit. I cried out in pleasure, my eyes wide.

He repeated the move a couple of times, each time eliciting needy moans.

“Yeah, that’s fucking music to my ears. Such a good girl moaning for my cock.” He lined up the tip with my opening, his gaze pinning me in place, burning with a fiery intensity. “Say you want me.”

I moaned in frustration, bucking my hips, trying to make him slide into my already clenching pussy. I wanted to feel him stretch me. I didn’t want to talk right now.

“Nuh-uh. If you want me to fuck you, you gotta say it.” He pulled back, delivering another couple of sharp slaps with his length, straight on my swollen clit. “Say you’re mine. Only mine.”

I gasped as he teasingly pushed the tip in, just an inch, the stretch so delicious it almost drove me insane.

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