Page 40 of Darkest Retribution

“Thought so,” he murmurs, kissing my inner thigh. His fingers trace my lacy panties. Then he frowns. “Did you wear these for him?”

I snort. “He paid for a pretty woman on his arm for the night, that’s all.” When he gives me a disbelieving look, I say, “He knows it, trust me.”

I havenodesire to sleep with Mike. Especially since the man I can’t get out of my dreams currently has his head between my legs.

“Good,” Dominic says darkly. Then he pushes my panties to the side and dips two fingers into me with a groan. “Put your leg over my shoulder.”

“Anyone could walk around the corner and see us,” I protest, but I do what he says anyway. I’m rewarded with his tongue parting my labia and circling my clit. For a moment, my mind goes completely blank from the sensations.

“Again. I don’t fucking care.” He says it with his mouth against my skin, and the words vibrate through me in the best way.

He curls his fingers into me just so, and I clap a hand over my mouth to muffle a moan. When he sucks on my clit, my head falls back, hitting the wall, and my free hand tangles in his hair. My fingers tighten around his dark strands, and he groans, adding more pressure with his fingers, like he wants me to tug harder.

“Dominic,” I gasp, staring down at him. This isn’t a dream, right? Until recently, I never thought I’d want him. Never thought we’d actually...

Actuallywhat?

Have sex? Date? Be fuck buddies?

Shit.

Whatever this is, it can’t go any further than tonight.

No attachments. No distractions. No matter how good they feel.

He slides his tongue into me along with his fingers. I miss the stimulation on my clit, but there’s something about having him inside me like this that has my knee threatening to buckle.

He grabs my hip with his free hand, his tongue swiping over my clit as he pulls away. “Jade. Fuck. The things I want to do to you.” His gaze rakes over my body greedily, leaving a trail of heat in its wake. “You weren’t supposed to be a problem. So fucking enticing. Can’t get you out of my head.”

“Aproblem?” I scoff, but he shushes me before diving back in, his eyes half-closed, like he can’t stop himself from tasting me.

You’re the problem,I think to myself, but then I’m crying out as he lightly bites my clit and tugs on it with his teeth.

He licks me gently, almost like he’s apologizing, before sliding a third finger into me. As he presses them into my walls, he says, “There?”

“A little higher,” I whisper, and then I moan when he hits my g-spot.

“Fuck,” he groans, and when I look down at him, I realize he’s watching me. No, not watching. It’s more like he’s soaking in every detail. Like he’ll never get enough.

“Dom,” I whimper when he presses harder.

He answers me with another groan, circling my clit with his tongue. It’s all I can do to stay standing as he continues, working me as the sounds of music and conversation drift down the hallway. Every minute, he brings me higher, until I’m so lost in the sensations that I’m wondering if this actuallyisa dream.

When I finally fall, it’s with a silent scream. Waves of pleasure crash over me as Dominic leans his head back to watch, his fingers moving in and out of me at the perfect speed. I don’t know if it’s because of Dominic or the fact that there’s a room full of people right around the corner, but it’s one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had.

Why does it have to be fromhim?

Once I’ve come down enough to think straight again, I shoot him a glare. “I’m not a problem.”

“You are,” he murmurs, kissing my thigh. “The best kind.”

“Fuck you.”

Normally I’d reciprocate, but not after being called a fuckingproblem.I move to step away, shoving my dress down, but he grabs my hips.

“Jade.”

“Let go of me.”

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