Page 51 of The Don's Hidden Heir

His dirty words work their way into every pore of my body, awakening a deep longing. My pussy throbs almost painfully. “Please, Dominic…” A sharp crack filles the air and the mix of pleasure and pain which follows thrills me.

“Answer my question.” Another slap and I know I need to answer him.

“Since the day I left—"

He slides a finger inside me, curls it all the way up to caress the pulsing spot deep inside and I cannot say any more. My muscles contract as he slides his finger in and out of me. “Please, what?”

The sensation is intense and overwhelming. I grip his legs, my fingers clawing into the firm skin as my orgasm builds and surges through me.

“I…” I trail off. I’m too consumed with pleasure to muster any words.

I cry and my body spasms from the pleasure. Dominic carries me to the bed and I don’t realize he’s naked until I feel his erection pressed against my entrance.

It’s so warm and hard, I ache to have him inside me.

He kisses my neck and traces his lips down to my stomach, then he glides up and claims my lips. I’m ravenous, so I kiss him back as roughly as he’s kissing me, only pulling away when he thrusts inside me.

He doesn’t let my lips go though, he keeps kissing me, his strokes gentle and slow as I stretch to take him in.

“You’re so fucking tight, Elena,” he groans, pulling out.

I don’t know if I’m tight because I’ve been celibate for what feels like forever, or because he is just that big. My cheeks redden with embarrassment. Dominic lifts my legs and rests them on his shoulders, then he thrusts into me with hard, deep, long, strokes.

My hands fly to his arms and my fingers dig into his bunched muscles. My moans mingle with his groansand the room is filled with the sound of flesh meeting flesh.

“You like the way I fuck you?”

I nod. “Yes. Fuck me harder.”

He smiles. “I’m fucking you hard.”

I shake my head. “It’s not enough. I want you deeper.”

His eyes darken and he obliges, pounding me hard until another orgasm explodes through me, leaving my legs trembling and my lungs struggling for air.

Dominic jerks and comes with a powerful groan. He empties inside of me, pulls out, then collapses bedside me. We’re both panting and sweaty and the air smells like sex.

His fingers tangle with mine. “How was that?” he asks.

I blush, still breathing hard. “Intense.”

He turns to look at me and cups my cheek. “Good, because I’m going to fuck you again.”

My stomach clenches and heat cascades down my back. “All night?”

He rolls over, climbs on top of me and steals a kiss. “All night.”

***

I wake up to the soft knock on the door the next morning. My eyes are still heavy with sleep as I blink them open and rub the sleep away. I squint at my surroundings and remember where I am as memories from last night rush through my mind.

My cheeks heat as I remember how hard he fucked me. I wonder if the room is really soundproof or if I’ll have to endure critical glances from the maids, especially Bianca.

I cringe.

I’d rather die.

A small amount of sunlight penetrates the gap between the dark-gray drapes, streaming into the room and casting a dim glow.

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