He groans as I squeeze. His hips lift, letting me drag his trousers down. “When I thought about this, I was the one –uh–playingwith you.”
“Trust me.” I trace my tongue down the underside of his cock. “You’re not going to have any regrets, Domenico.”
He bucks beneath me as my mouth seals over his head. “Definitely not.”
I sink down until his head presses against the back of my throat before pulling back and finding a rhythm. Dom moveswith me, hips twisting as I suck. He buries his fingers in my scalp, massaging. “No regrets. Not a single one.”
I keep going as his hips move with greater insistency. I want to feel him release in my mouth, to lose control as I swallow him down. But he moves, sitting up as his hands slide to my waist, lifting. “Up.”
My legs curl around his waist as I sink down onto him. His cock stretches my soaking pussy as I sink down on him, my forehead pressed against his shoulder.
And then we’re twisting again, Dom giving me a smug look as he flips us and pushes inside me, spreading my legs wide as my head tips back on a gasp.
With my thighs pushed apart, I feel every inch of him as he bucks into me, his chest pressed against mine. Our breathing turns to shuddering gasps in the cooling air. “Dom – I’m going to—,”
“Yes,” he hisses. “Come around my cock, Cat.”
My cry rings out, muffled by Dom’s lips on mine as he presses into me with a groan. Wet heat spills as he comes with my name on his lips, filling me even as he keeps gently pumping his hips, pushing my tremors on for endless seconds.
He rolls onto his back, taking me with him as his hands run up and down my spine. We both try to catch our breath. “This wasnotan approved date activity.”
“Don’t make me take a point off.” I bury my face in his skin, breathe him in as his hands skate down my back, over the cheeks of my ass and back up. “We needed this.”
“We did.” He finds my lips as we lay there, content with each other.
“I should get dressed,” I whisper eventually. His hands eventually release me as he watches with heavy-lidded eyes, his arm propped behind his head.
I realise my error as I pull my dress back on. “I need to clean up.”
Dom smirks at me. “No.”
I stop, my hands on my zip. He hauls himself up and brushes my fingers out of the way, tugging it up before his lips press against the back of my neck. “You wanted to be fucked, Caterina. You can walk around full of me for the rest of the night.”
I stare at him. “Seriously?”
He raises an eyebrow. “Do I not look like I mean it?”
I consider it. “Do we… have anywhere else to go?”
He shrugs, a smile playing his mouth. “Maybe.”
He ducks out of reach as I throw a punch at him. “So violent.”
We pack up as the sun sets fully, taking it back to the car before he pulls me away. “We’re not done just yet. A little walk, and then we’ll head back.”
I know I’m not imagining the amusement in his voice.
I swallow. “Just so you know,youare sliding down my leg.”
At my words, he throws his head back, a genuine, loud laugh bursting from his mouth. I stop to stare at him. “I missed that.”
His grin softens into something more tender. “I thought about what you said.”
“Which part?”
“All things fade in time,” he says quietly. “Good memories will outweigh the bad ones eventually.”
“I’m not sure it works like that.” Even though I wish it did.
