He flipped me once again. We both breathed heavily as he loomed above me. “Dominic,” I pleaded, begging him to finish this, to give us the conclusion we so desperately needed.
“Moya krasavica,” he whispered, as his bare cock nudged at my entrance. Then with one fluid movement, he pushed forward, stretching my tight passage. I gasped at the sensation, the burn. He stilled, not doing anything. I don’t think he even breathed as he let me adjust to his size and the sensations. He wrapped my legs around him while I hugged him closer, our breaths mingling.
Slowly, painfully so, his stillness started to become unbearable. This deep ache transformed into a deeper need, and I shifted my hips, jolting him in the process. I gasped into his mouth. My skin felt like it was covered with fire. “Again,” I whispered, and he pushed, carefully, but God, it was even better than the previous one. “Faster.” Withdrawing, he pushed back in then repeated it.
With each thrust, I flew higher and higher. No one, and I meant no one, could describe sex to a person who hadn’t experienced it. I thought I wasn't so innocent after what we had done in the last three months, but I was wrong. The sensations that held me prisoner couldn't be compared to anything. I clenched my inner muscles, and he growled, picking up speed and hitting that perfect spot. Within a few seconds, it finally happened.
I reached the level of freaking nirvana. My body shattered into tiny little pieces, as if I soared high above the clouds even. My vision went blank, and arching my back, my head fell to the bed and I moaned as he still pushed inside me.
One. Two. Three pumps, and he joined me with a loud roar as he spilled his cum inside my heated flesh, and his mouth smashed on mine, delving his tongue as deep it would go, while my fingers laced through his hair.
This was the moment, the moment all people should live for. “Dominic, it was—”
“Yes,” he murmured, licking the inside of my lower lip.
“I never imagined it could be so—”
He interrupted again, still inside me as he bit on my chin, “Me neither.” Not wanting to bring the past into such an intimate moment, I decided not to comment that I was the only virgin in the room. “No one felt like you. No one had all this but you. No one compares to you. Do you understand me, Rosa?”
He palmed my face, and when tears slid silently down my cheeks, he licked them clean and then lay on his back, maneuvering me on his chest. “Rest, baby.” Even though I knew we had to take a shower, and we couldn't really sleep with him inside me forever, I inhaled his masculine scent as his steady heartbeat lulled me.
Dominic
Mine and no one else’s.
Finally claimed.
She wasn't the only virgin in the room. Tonight with her, right in that moment, I lost my heart and soul to that tiny woman who held my entire world in her hands. Nothing before her existed, and nothing would after her.
She belonged to me, and no one would ever be able to take it away from us.
Rosa
Waking up with the man you loved, who had just taken your virginity, had to be one of my best mornings. Trailing my finger down his chest, I couldn't help but lean in to lick one of his tattoos, enjoying the taste of his skin on my tongue. Dominic stirred, so I kissed him softly on the stomach, rose up, and couldn't help but breathe in the fresh ocean air. The shimmering blue-green waves called to my soul, and without bothering to resist, I put on my white strapless dress and flips-flops and quietly exited to room, longing to enjoy this morning while it lasted, but at the same time knowing Dominic needed his rest.
He wouldn't be happy with my decision to stroll alone, but hopefully my body had distracted him enough, and I’d be able to apologize with my mouth.
A carefree smile spread on my lips as my laugh echoed in the lobby.
Life was simply wonderful.
Man with the dragon tattoo
Could life get any more perfect? My prey wandered the beach alone as sunshine highlighted her beauty, making her a vision to behold in her white strapless dress.
“Rosa,” I called, and she spun around, shocked.
“Oh, my God, you scared me.” She laughed. “What are you doing here so early?”
Pointing at the sunrise illuminating the green waves of the ocean crashing against the rocks, I said, “Who needs sleep when you have such a view?”
She sighed dreamily. “True. I couldn't sleep, so I decided to enjoy some sand and sun before we went back.” Right, the truce was over, so they headed back to Russia.
Planned to, at least.
“Rosa… maybe you should see Don first?”
Her brows raised in surprise. “Dad? Why? We discussed everything last night.”
