Page 81 of Corrupted Heir (Mafia Kings: Corrupted 1)

The tension grew heavier in my stomach. Bolts of electricity traveled through my body, all honing in on my pussy.

“Oh, fuck,” I moaned. Dominic had turned me into a babbling mess. “Please, Dominic. Don’t stop. Just like that.”

I propped myself up on my elbows to watch. I wanted to see him. He was terrifying and magnificent, and a fucking expert with his mouth.

The sight did me in. The coil inside me sprung loose and my back arched clear off the bed as wave upon wave of pleasure coursed through my body. I covered my mouth with my arm, trying desperately to shut myself up. I rode it out, biting the flesh of my arm to stifle the screams that begged to escape. I could hardly breathe, and I felt like I was on the verge of losing consciousness.

But Dominic didn’t stop. His tongue glided lower, parting my lips until he reached my throbbing hole and shoved his tongue inside of me. He lapped everything up, all that my body could offer him.

He stood up, and I tried not to whimper at the loss. I started to scoot backward on the bed, but he shook his head.

“Don’t move, Fallon,” he said, keeping his eyes locked on my pussy while he slipped off his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt.

His gaze didn’t waver as he stripped off his shirt and unfastened his pants. He kicked off his shoes and tugged off his pants. He stood there in all his naked glory. He was a perfectly sculpted creature, and the massive erection that jutted between his legs was so perfect it made my mouth water.

“Maybe later,limone,” he said with a cocky grin that said he knew exactly what my mouth had been thinking. “Right now, I’m going to bury my cock so deep inside you, you won’t know where I end and you begin.”

He took a step forward, settling himself between my thighs. I could feel the thick head of him press against my slit, but he lingered there. Seconds passed, and I writhed against him.

“Please,” I whispered desperately, and his eyes flared with heat.

He drove forward in one smooth thrust, filling me up, stretching my walls until I wasn’t sure I could take any more. And yet, I couldn’t fight the need to pull him closer, to wrap my legs around him and draw him in deeper.

And then, when all of his thick throbbing cock was buried inside of me, he wasted no time using my pussy like he owned it. He buried his face between my breasts, kissing, nibbling, and biting his way from one peak to the other. When he flicked at my erect, puffy nipples, I let out a mewl. It made him chuckle, and my cheeks flushed bright red.

Dominic ran his hands up and down my torso, my waist, and my hips, until they settled on the latter. He gripped them tightly, pulling me into each one of his vicious thrusts. His grunts were fierce and animalistic, accompanying each pump inside me.

When he leaned up, I was trembling. And when he reached between us to thumb at my sensitive nub, the stimulation sent me over the edge. I thrashed from side to side, overstimulated, but he didn’t stop.

He fucked me without mercy.

Dominic slowed himself. I could feel his thighs trembling against my body, and they eased up once he came to a stop. I didn’t want this to be over. Not so soon. He pulled himself out of me, grazing over every inch of my body with his eyes, his gaze so intense it seemed to scorch my skin. I didn’t feel embarrassed by his intense perusal. In fact, Dominic made me feel sexier than ever before in my life.

His body was sculpted in muscle, and every single groove and plane was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.

“Get on your knees,” Dominic said.

Covering my mouth, I let out a soft chuckle. “An ass man, are you?”

“Maybe,” he said, licking his lips, “I’m an everything man when it comes to you.”

I turned around and got on my hands and knees for him. Like a good girl, my ass was raised and my torso was nearly flat against the mattress. He gripped the meatiest part of my hips with both hands and guided himself inside of me. My walls immediately tensed up around his thick cock, and Dominic let out a grunt.

Dominic fucked me harder than he had before. My legs shook so violently I couldn’t feel them anymore. Only pleasure.

My legs collapsed beneath me, and I fell onto my side, still giving him access to my aching pussy. He gripped me so tight his fingers left grooves in my skin. Part of me wanted it to bruise, so he could mark me, claim me as his.

I grabbed his wrist and held tight, because all I wanted to do was touch him.

He was getting close. His pace quickened, becoming erratic. Frantic. He put his hands on either side of my head, bending over me further, allowing for deeper penetration. A hapless whimper escaped my lips as he hit every single one of my sweet spots with each thrust.

I lost control with him, and it wasn’t something I was used to. Dominic collapsed on top of me, leaving our faces inches apart. With his cock buried deep inside me, I looked into his gray eyes, feeling as if they were my universe. I didn’t look away, and neither did he. Dominic’s furious thrusts slowed down to a gentle, soothing pace. Slowly, deeply, he slid in and out of me. His eyes were wide, those gray eyes, I could get lost in the storm for hours.

Dominic’s stare was inescapable, all consuming. Something in the air shifted.

We both looked at each other, holding each other’s gaze. The blue and gray mingling in this unclaimed moment. He closed the empty space between us, touching his lips with mine.

As he did, I felt his heart pounding in his chest, strangely in time with mine.

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