I nod, biting my lip as I watch him pull the belt free in one smooth motion. Is something so basic supposed to be this damn sexy? That sharply defined Adonis belt of his should be illegal.
A smirk tugs at his mouth, smug and knowing. He knows exactly what the sight of his body is doing to me. “Let’s see how much of me you can take.”
He shifts back just enough to shove his pants down past his hips, revealing the thick length of him.
I blink once, then again, because I still can’t believe he’s real. His cock hangs heavy between his thighs, long and thick, veined and flushed—like he’s been aching for me for hours.
He forces my legs apart with one powerful thigh, then settles between my hips. His fingers dig into my thighs, dragging them up to bracket his body.
He lowers himself over me, all heat, and pressure, and solid muscle.
Another breathy moan escapes me, and my body responds to the feel of him pinning me down. The loss of control, the intensity of his desire, and his unyielding dominance over my lifeand my body… all of it is an aphrodisiac I never knew could have so much power over me.
He drags the underside of his cock through my soaked slit, and my eyes nearly roll back into my head.
I squeeze my eyes shut, overwhelmed by the pleasure of him stroking my pussy with his dick, an intimacy that is both novel and addictive.
His hand wraps around my jaw, firm but careful, forcing me to open my eyes and hold his gaze as his hips roll forward in slow, devastating thrusts.
His cock, hard and thick, slides through my slick arousal, dragging over my swollen clit with each pass. “I’m going to ruin you, and you’re going to love every fucking second of it.”
I need him inside of me. This teasing is going to shatter what’s left of my sanity.
“Please, Dom,” I whimper, my nails digging into his skin, leaving half-moon imprints behind.
His rhythm stays steady, deliberate. The fact that he isn’t pushing inside of me feels like torture.
“I fucking love it when you beg.”
His mouth crashes against mine, stealing the breath from my lungs, and his rough, focused movements push me perilously close to the orgasm he’s been building me toward.
“Such a good fucking girl,” he growls against my lips, then drags his mouth down to my throat. “I’ll give you what your body needs.”
I don’t get the chance to answer; he grinds his cock against my clit with unwavering precision, and the pressure detonates inside me. My hips buck against him, and I come so hard I see stars.
An unexpected sting of pain pulses through the waves, drawing a hiss out of me, as his teeth sink into the soft skin of my neck.
I cry out, lost in the blend of pain and ecstasy as the muscles within me spasm.
“Look how pretty you are when you come,” he groans, his voice ragged.
He presses a kiss over the aching bite mark he just branded into my skin, before staring down at me with a tortured expression. An expression that tells me he would kill to be inside of me right now.
I watch him, still breathless and riding the high, as he props himself up on his forearm, muscles tensing to support his weight as he fists his cock and lines the flushed head with the still throbbing entrance to my body.
“It’s going to hurt, but you will take every fucking inch of me.” Dominic’s voice is feral, his pupils blown wide, his body trembling with the effort it’s taking not to tear through me like an animal.
But just as the wide head of his dick breaches me, a dog barking somewhere in the house jerks him to a halt mid-thrust.
“Fuck,” he groans, dropping his forehead to my shoulder. My arms wrap around his broad frame on instinct, desperate to keep him close. He places one more kiss against my throat before pulling away reluctantly.
“I’m not done with you,” he promises, a dark edge to his voice.
I miss the heat of his body immediately. I’m still panting and aching, as he climbs off the bed and yanks his pants up, tucking his rock-hard cock away with visible frustration.
“Dominic!” A man’s voice calls out, bringing a scowl to Dom’s face.
“The fucking timing on this motherfucker,” he snaps.