Page 62 of Shattered Hearts


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“I’m sorry.” And I really am.

I regret wearing Noa’s jersey to practice.

No. That’s a lie because if I had known the punishment would be like this, I would have done it a long time ago.

He makes me want to be bad.

To push the boundaries.

He makes me want to be bratty because some deep, twisted part of me wants to see how far I can push him before he walks away. Before I become too much for him.

Dominik doesn’t let up, playing with my sensitive clit and inching me toward another orgasm, but my body is beyond sensitive now. I try to push his hand away, but instead, he inserts a finger inside me. Watching me crumble as he massages my g-spot and clit at the same time. I couldn’t stop the orgasm from crashing into me even if I fucking tried. I come again, hard.

He doesn’t wait for me to catch my breath.

Turning me around, he drops to his knees and lifts my leg, looking up at me with those eyes.

I’m a panting, shaking mess. “I can’t.”

He smirks before burying his face in my pussy. Eating me with such passion and groaning in pleasure, as if this is his favorite thing in the world.

That’s one thing I love about Dominik. The way he eats pussy could win a Guinness World record. He gets off on it, and he’s so skilled at it.

But my body has been through the ringer, and it’s just too painful at this point.

“Again, Zoe. I want to feel you come all over my tongue.”

I fist his hair, trying to push him away but end up grinding against his mouth, moaning something before I urge him to stop.

“I can’t. I fucking can’t.”

He looks up at me, completely breathtaking and drenched in water. The sight of him in this state makes me want this night to never end, even though I feel like I’m roasting from the inside out.

He gently rubs my butthole. “You can, and you will. It wasn’t a request.”

He doesn’t hesitate, jumping back in as his tongue swirls around my clit. Sucking and biting the flesh with just enough force to make me vibrate. As he pushes a finger inside me, my loud moaning fills the room instead of the sounds of streaming water.

Dominik curls his fingers, electrifying me from the inside while simultaneously sucking on me. Waves of both pleasure and pain collide. The sensation is almost too much to handle.The rush of another orgasm surges through me, causing my body to vibrate and my mind to go completely blank.

I’m left breathless, my body tingling with the aftershocks of my climax, when I suddenly sense Dominik rising to his feet. My eyes flutter open, and I am immediately captivated by the sight of him peeling off his drenched shirt and nonchalantly discarding it beside me. With a strong grip on my hips, he lifts me up against the smooth tiles, guiding me down onto his cock.

When he’s completely seated inside me, he begins a slow thrust, his eyes cast down on my body as he slowly drinks me in.

“Oh, God.” I clutch him tightly, both of us moaning in unison. I doubt I’ll be able to walk properly tomorrow.

When the pain becomes overwhelming, I scream out his name, desperately tugging at the ends of his hair in a plea for him to ease up. But Dominik does the exact opposite, pushing harder and deeper inside me as he firmly pinches my nipple.

There is no way I can come again.

I’m a puddle, a jumbled mix of emotions and chaos. My legs start to give out.

“Please stop. Please.”

“Not until you use your safe word,” he asserts, pounding into me and eating up my cries.

The thought of using my safe word to end this right here, right now crosses my mind, but it would feel like admitting defeat. I refuse to let him win this as well.

I shake my head and his fingers dig into the back of my head, forcing me to lock eyes with him.