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Youre not going to answer are you?
Fucks sake
Fine I’ll come tomorrow
Chapter 56
Rayna
Asigh slipped off Rayna’s lips as pleasure licked warm and wet between her thighs.
“There you are,” a husky voice purred before a kiss landed on the sensitive apex of her sex.
Those wonderful lips lingered, dragging over her in gentle sucks. She arched into them, her legs stretching, feet caressingover a hot, silky surface as her mind spun in search for the source of the sweet sensation.
A chuckle tickled her senses, and sparks rushed up her belly. “Ever so reluctant to rouse, aren’t you, my love?” Teeth gently nipped at the inside of her thigh. “How am I to make love to you if you do not wake, hmm?”
The hum was followed by a series of swirling licks that locked up all her muscles in tight cages of breathtaking bliss. When that clever mouth suckled on the spot that made her legs kick, consciousness settled over her, filtering in faint sunlight behind her eyelids.
“That’s it, darling. Wake up and show me those pretty eyes.”
Rayna writhed with a groan of both pleasure and exhaustion, aches from the night’s long and vigorous activities throbbing through her limbs. Yet she still reached to hold the mouth pleasuring her rightthere.
“Dominic,” she moaned as her fingers sifted through thick locks of hair.
The big, lusty oaf pushed her thighs wider apart with his shoulders and buried his tongue right in her pussy hole. She struggled on a gasp, her head lolling and intimate muscles clenching greedily as if he hadn’t kept her full on him for hours already.
But he withdrew from her, making her groan his name in annoyance.
“Open your eyes, sweetheart.”
She could hear the smirk in his voice, and she clenched her hands around his hair, grumbling incoherently as her lashes flickered reluctantly.
Between narrow slits, she found the heady, golden gleam of Dominic’s eyes, the curve of his lips barely visible where he held his face close to her sex. He was lying on his stomach, the duvet horseshoed around his round, naked arse, his shouldersand arms dented with thick muscles and marred by darkened splotches in the shape and size of her mouth.
Rayna’s belly somersaulted twice in the air. Not because he looked deliciously roguish, but because he was real and there, and she could feel him, not just see him.
It hadn’t been a dream created by a bad case of longing. Dominic really had come back the previous evening. She’d finally told him she loved him, and then they’d spent all night in a tangle of rumpled sheets and sweaty bodies, making up for lost time.
Apparently, that hadn’t been enough for either of them.
“Good morning,” Dominic purred and kissed her swollen clit.
Rayna hummed a low moan, grazing her nails over his scalp. “More,” she rasped, pulling her knees up and wide towards her chest.
With a gruff sound of arousal, he plastered his mouth over her and ate her out like he was in a pussy-eating competition, competing with no one but himself.
She suffocated on garbled sounds and gasps as he flicked his tongue and sucked and prodded. He rubbed and teased her sore nipples in either hand, holding her captive in a predatory stare every time she glanced down at him. She whimpered and bowed, and he sharply drew the swollen bud of her clit into his mouth, pinching her nipples hard at the same time.
Sparks lit under her orgasm, and she soared into a place where time and thoughts didn’t exist. There was only blinding ecstasy as she choked on a cry. Dominic mercilessly kept her as high as he could until the pleasure began feeling like pain, and she writhed in complaint. Only then did he release her from the torture of his fingers and tongue.
While Rayna caught her breath, he lapped lazily at the wetness on either side of her fluttering cunt, humming in soft delight like he was in his own world. But it made her throb for more.
“Come here,” she beckoned, pulling on his biceps.
He rose up on his hands and knees over her, his cock bobbing heavy and hard. She captured his face in her hands and licked open-mouthed across his lips, tasting herself on him.
“Rayna,” he groaned before meeting her tongue for tongue.
