"Yes, it is," I bite out, crashing my lips onto hers to stop her from talking as I round the top of the stairs and charge down the corridor towards my room.
Chapter Forty-Four
Dominic
Thankfully, she doesn't try talking again, apart from muttering curses and moaning my name while I strip her clothes from her body and lay her down on my bed.
Shucking off my jogging bottoms, I crawl onto the bed, leaning over her, peppering kisses along her body as I go until we're face-to-face.
Her eyes run down my body as her hands trail up my sides, sloping over my shoulders.
"Maybe it's about time you let someone else take control," she whispers, hooking her leg around my hips and using her hold on me to flip us over.
My back hits the mattress as she swivels herself onto my lap, settling her bare cunt over my cock, and sending shivers through my body.
"You're so used to being in charge of everything, aren't you?"
I nod, licking my lips as my eyes roam over her naked body sitting atop mine.
"You need to realise that sometimes, when things are out of your control, it doesn't always end in disaster," she mutters, leaning over me, her hair brushing against the taut muscles of my stomach as she places her soft, full lips on my skin.
"Holy shit," I breathe, eagerly watching her as she drags her lips down my stomach.
My breath hitches when her lips brush against the twitching tip of my cock, and when her tongue swipes across each of my piercings, my eyes roll into the back of my head. I reach out for her, wanting to tangle my fingers through her hair.
She moves away from my grasp, shaking her head and tutting at me.
"You're not the one in control here, Dom," she drawls, dragging her fingers over my length. "Keep your hands to yourself, or I'll have to come up with more creative ways of keeping them off of me."
Narrowing my eyes at her, I move my hands behind my head, relaxing back onto the bed as my stomach trembles beneath her touch.
"So far, I'm still not liking that I'm not in control," I complain,
She smirks, crawling backwards until her mouth hovers over my dick, warm breath skating across my skin.
My eyes stay trained on her as she takes my cock in her hand and leans forward, eyes connecting with mine, as she languorously licks the entire underside like she's savouring every inch of me.
Her tongue bumps over each piercing with added pressure, and I hiss through clenched teeth as I watch my dick jump in her hand, pre-cum leaking from the tip.
She makes her way back up my length, and she smirks up at me a second before she wraps her lips around me and swallows me whole. Her eyes watering as I bump against the back of her throat.
When she swallows around me, I sink my teeth into my bottom lip and twist my fingers together beneath my head to keep myself from shouting out in pleasure.
This woman will be the death of me.
Not only has she got me here, willingly giving over control, but she's literally sucking the life out of me, and I'm enjoying it far more than I ever could've imagined I would.
"Little viper, I'm not going to last long if you keep up with this," I groan, looking down at her with pleading eyes. She continues, though, bobbing her head up and down, suctioning her lips around me, and twisting her hand around the base of my dick.
Her throat constricts around me once more before she slowly lifts her head, dragging the pad of her tongue up the length of my cock before letting it pop out of her mouth.
She swirls her tongue around the tip of my dick before swiping it over the slit in the middle, collecting my obvious arousal into her mouth, moaning as she crawls over my body.
"Who knew someone so bad could taste so good," she whispers, licking her lips as her legs settle on either side of my hips. Her hands rest beside my head, between the bends of my arms that are still locked behind my head.
Desire burns in her piercing green eyes as she stares down at me, hair draping around us both.
She leans down, lips brushing mine. I lift my head, trying to capture her lips, but she pulls back and shakes her head.
