Everything about her is so pure and good, I can’t possibly expect her to put up with my darkness. Yet, she hasn’t batted an eye. At anything.
“Let me taste you.” My back and legs are locked up tight, but I don’t need them to make her fly.
Shoving at the duvet, I struggle to slide down her body. “Leo, stop,” she says, grabbing at my arms. “You are in pain.”
“Please…” I can’t explain why this is so important to me. Why I can’t go another minute without reforging our connection.
Domina gently urges me onto my back. “Lie still. Let me take care of everything.”
Hooking her fingers into the waistband of my boxers, she eases them down my hips. My dick stands at attention, and if I were whole, I’d flip our positions and take control. But I never will be.
“Sometimes, you can let go.” Domina straddles me, wearing only a thin, gray tank top. Her nipples pebble against the material, begging to be touched. Leaning down, her hair tumbles around my face, curtaining us from the rest of the world.
Soft kisses to my lips, my jaw, and down my neck to my shoulder. My balls ache. But from the way she moves, she’s not interested in quick and dirty.
“My turn to be in control,” she murmurs, pulling back with a shy smile.
“I’m yours, baby.” The urge to add “forever” is almost too strong to ignore, but I swallow the word when she slants her mouth over mine.
Fuck. I have to be inside her. Now. But Domina has other ideas. She explores every inch of me—tracing the worst of my scars, touching me with something close to awe in her eyes, and swirling her tongue around my nipples. God, I never knew I could feelthismuch.
“Relax, mi amor,” she whispers. My eyes, which I’d let drift close, snap open. Did she say…? But before I can ask, she wraps soft fingers around my shaft.
“God, Domina…”
She smiles, guiding me to her entrance. Her tight heat envelopes me, and I groan. How can I want herthismuch? Be this close to blowing my load like a horny teenager when this isn’t our first time?
Domina starts moving her hips, her gaze locked on mine.
It’s her. It’s all her.
Domina isn’t like any other woman I’ve ever known. Brilliant, strong, beautiful, determined…all the things I never thought I deserved.
She braces her hands on either side of my shoulders, leaning down so her nipples brush against my chest with every thrust.
“You feel so good,” she whispers. “I cannot get enough of you.”
I want to tell her she’s my everything, but before I can, she increases the speed of her thrusts, swiveling her hips in such a way, she’s taking me even deeper.
“Oh, God…I’m so close, baby.” I curl my fingers around the soft globes of her ass, holding on with such desperation, my hands shake.
Domina rests her forehead against mine. “Touch me, Leo. Make me come with you.”
Fuck me. Reaching between us, I find her clit and trace circles around the small, hard nub. She shudders, her eyelids fluttering.
“Yes…yes!” she cries.
Her inner walls clench around me, and when she throws her head back and her entire body tenses like a string about to snap, I let go.
Waves of pleasure so strong, they border on pain surge through my dick. With nothing between us, everything ismore.So much more.
I love you.
I don’t say the words. I can’t. They die behind the thick lump in my throat. But I know the truth. Domina is it for me. I hope to all that’s holy in this world, she feels the same.
* * *
The scentof bacon and eggs filters into the room. “What the hell?” I push up on an elbow, Domina tucked in the crook of my other arm. “I don’t have bacon. Hell, all I have left is pizza and protein bars. We ate everything else.”
