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Alina
It feelslike the weight of the world has been lifted from me after I tell Dom the truth and he doesn’t immediately walk away.
Instead, he snaps.
His hands dart out, grabbing my hips roughly, pulling me onto his lap, onto him, so fast that I gasp in surprise.
While my lips are parted, his tongue slips inside, stroking mine, making me moan. He swallows it and demands even more.
He earns them when his strong hands cup my bottom, squeezing, rocking me on top of his hard length.
His damp lips trail down to my neck as he asks, “Are you sore?”
Only he would be worried about something like that, afraid of hurting me after what I just told him.
“No.” It’s an innocent white lie. I’m a little sore but not enough to stop him. In fact, to encourage him even more, I whisper in his ear, “But I bet I’ll feel you for days…”
That does the trick.
Dominik growls, then crashes his lips against mine. His hand on my bottom slides lower, until two fingers penetrate me from behind, making me whimper with each pump.
“I’m more than ready, Dom,” I assure him. “Take me. Make me yours.”
Groaning, he reaches between our bodies. I go up on my knees, my breasts brushing his hard chest as he lines himself up with my entrance.
With our foreheads pressed together, I slowly lower myself down him, inch by amazing inch until I’m fully seated, our bodies joined together perfectly.
“Fuck, yes,” Dom groans. That’s it for slow though. His palms tightly grip my ass cheeks and then he’s in absolute control, bouncing me up and down him so hard and fast that all I can do is hold on to his shoulders and let him claim me for himself.
“Yes, Dom! Yes!”I exclaim as the pleasure builds low in my belly, so intense it’s overwhelming.
Seconds later, I come so hard everything goes completely dark.
The room spins around us. No, maybe it’s us that are moving.
When I open my eyes again, I’m on my knees, my chest pressed against the foot of the tub. Dominik guides my hips back, then shoves forward, making me shout his name.
He fills me again and again, growling behind me as he holds my hips, fucking me furiously, angrily.
And I love every second of it.
“Yes! Harder!” I demand, wanting him to break me apart and put me back together again.
Instead, he stops. Dom wraps my hair around his fist, then tugs on it so I have to look back at him.
“Did he fuck you like this?” he asks.
I shake my head. “No. Only you.”
“Good.” His lips crash down on mine before he releases my hair to resume his exquisite torture.
Folding my arms over the edge of the tub, I rest my forehead on them as I take all his wrath, my body turning it into pure bliss.
“Almost there. Come with me, wildcat,” he orders as his fingers reach around the front of my body to rub my clit.
“Dom!” I exclaim as I erupt, my walls constricting around his length, trying to milk him dry.
