Page 78 of Darkest Retribution

“Just like this. Unless it’s hurting you?”

She shakes her head. “I’m good.”

Getting off the bed, I reach into my nightstand drawer for a condom.

“No, wait. Don’t use one.”

I freeze. “You’re sure?”

“Positive. I want to feel you. As long as you’re okay with it.”

“God yes.” I crawl back in between her legs. She tries to reach for me, but the ropes hold back her hands. It makes me smile. I wasn’t lying earlier when I said I love having her tied up for me.

I notch my dick at her entrance, watching her face light up with anticipation as I pause. But I only stay there for a moment before thrusting into her. There’s no way I can wait any longer.

“Fuck, Jade,” I groan. I don’t bother going slowly at first. I’ve teased her enough, and I’ve run out of patience.

I stay on my knees. The position gives me easier access to her clit. Plus, from here, I can see almost all of her.

I could look at her all day, studying every dip, curve, and line of her body. Getting lost in the deep brown of her eyes. And god, what I’d give to be able to.

At this point? Anything.

I keep my thrusts as even and controlled as I can. One of my hands holds her hip, and with the other I stroke her clit. Every visceral moan that’s ripped from her chest feels like an admission that this is more than just fucking. That maybe she’s come to need me in the way I need her.

When Jade comes again, she takes me with her, and we fall together. Wave after wave of pleasure crash over us, pulling us under until we’re drowning in each other. And when we finally surface, dragging oxygen into our lungs, she’s looking at me like I’m everything to her. It only lasts for a split second before she locks it away, but I still see it.

I pull out of her with a groan, watching my cum drip out of her and down her ass. Then I untie her, still trying to catch my breath. Jade curls up in the middle of the bed, her hair spilling over the blankets.

“I’ll be right back,” I say, tracing my fingers down her arm.

I’m only gone for a minute, coming back with a wet washcloth. On the bed, I lift one of her legs, bringing her ankle to rest on my shoulder. Then I gently clean her up, pressing kisses to her calf as I do. She seems like she’s recovered more, and she blinks her eyes open, smiling up at me.

“That was amazing,” she whispers. “I... wow.”

Tossing the washcloth into my laundry basket, I pick her up, settling against my pillows with her in my lap. She curls into me, her head on my chest.

“We can do it again.”

“Really? You want to? I... I feel like I didn’t do a lot.”

I smile. “You did everything I asked of you, didn’t you?”

She presses her lips together, nodding. “I guess I did.”

“If you want, I can have you do more next time. But I thought this was perfect.”

It was everything.

When she relaxes into me, it feels like just as much of a surrender as when she let me tie her up. Her opening up to me is an honor I’ll cherish forever.

“Dominic,” she says.

“Mmhmm?”

“Thank you.”

I kiss the top of her head. “Of course.”

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