She looks up at me. “You did this?” she asks, and I nod.
I reach down and pull her up to standing, leading her to the bathroom. She looks in at the warmth bath filled with sweet-scented bubbles.
“I ran you a bath. I thought it might help relax you.”
“Thank you,” she says, her voice a hoarse whisper.
I turn to leave but she reaches out and grips my wrist in her tiny hands. I look back at her sharply, my jaw ticking.
“Stay,” she says, her eyes pleading.
We stare at one another for a long moment before I dare speak. “What are you asking me, Natalia? Be very clear about this.”
Her cheeks are flushed as she releases my hand. She reaches to her side and slowly unzips her dress. As the material hits the floor, she steps out of it and pushes it away with her foot. Her hands move to her underwear, unclipping her bra and letting it fall at her feet before she reaches down and slides her panties down her silky thighs. I suck in a breath, my cock already pulsing.
She stands in front of me naked, her face still flushed from crying, and her chin held high. But I don’t look at her body—not yet. Instead, I hold her gaze, my expression impassive.
“What are you asking me, Natalia? Tell me what you want,” I say, refusing, even now in her misery to back down from our unspoken torment. I reach out and curl a length of hair around one of my fingers and she shivers. “I won’t touch you without you asking me to.”
Her tongue darts out to wet her lips, and my cock hardens. “Stay with me.” She glances toward the bath. “Bewith me.”
I cup the side of her face in my hand, my fingers tangling in her hair as I drag her closer to me and our gazes collide. It’s a split second before I press my mouth to hers, rougher than I meant for it to be because she whimpers, the split lip from Alfonso coming open and her blood mixing in our mouths.
When I pull my lips away, she’s panting, and I release her and undress, not giving a damn that my suit gets dropped to the floor. She takes my hand and leads me to the bath before climbing in and turning to me. The bathroom is huge, the bath more like a small pool and she sinks into the water, bubbles surrounding her. Her eyes finally fall to my heavy cock and she gasps, her pupils dilating at the sight of it.
She’s stunning in that moment—nipples hard, eyes wide and begging, chest heaving. I step into the bath and sit down before pulling her to me, dragging her down until she’s positioned over my heavy, throbbing cock.
“Tell me again,” I order her, holding her gaze. “Tell me you want it. That you wantme.”
She reaches between us and grasps my cock in her hand, holding it tightly in her palm. “I want you, Dominic. I want you inside of me, please,” she implores. “Make the pain go away, even if it’s just for a moment.”
Chapter 11.
Dominic
I wrap my hands around her throat and squeeze, her mouth opens and she sucks in a frightened breath. The sight makes my cock harder in her grip and she groans even as she struggles for breath, her hands moving up and down my length.
The feeling is exquisite, but it’s not what I want.
“Enough,” I snap and she lets go, placing her hands on my chest in total obedience. I release one hand from her throat and she gasps and sucks in a ragged breath. Reaching down between us, I press three thick fingers at her entrance. Her gaze is on mine and it widens as I push my fingers inside her, hooking them to reach the spot I know is there, just out of reach.
Natalia groans again, and I lean up and suck a hard nipple into my mouth as I flick my fingers back and forth. With each groan she elicits my excitement grows until I feel the insanity of need and desire pulsing through me.
I can’t wait another second.
I slide my fingers out and sit back, before gripping her hips and slamming her down on my hard length in one abrupt move. My hand is still at her throat and as she opens her mouth wide, a scream beginning to escape I squeeze my fingers tightly, snapping the sound off.
My cock is buried deep inside her, and I feel her pulsing need squeezing my cock. She swallows and then her hips begin to move slowly, rocking me in her warmth. I raise an eyebrow but say nothing, allowing her to fuck me.
“Oh…Dominic…” she hums my name and the sound of it spilling from her lips makes something animalistic inside of me flair to life.
I grip her hips in my large palms and lift her up before pulling her back down on me. I stretch her tight pussy wide as I fill her completely, plunging myself into her warm depths over and over. She whimpers, gasping at the ferocity of the intrusion and the sound spurs me on. I want nothing more than to fuck her hard and fast, making her cum on me with an ear-splitting scream.
I sit up, sucking her breast into my mouth again, and nibble on the hard pebble. I cup them in my large hands, kneading them, and pull on her nipples until she clenches around me with another soft whimper.
Her hands roam down my hard chest, moving over every defined muscle as I continue to palm her breasts and fuck up into her, the bathwater cascading to the floor. Her pussy squeezes me greedily. I hiss and her gaze flies to mine. It encourages her and her hips begin to rock back and forth, gently at first, until she starts to build momentum.
She’s never done this before, but there’s something even more seductive about that. Something beautiful about her innocence as she rocks on me, eager to please, desperate to learn. I scoop up the warm water and trail it down her chest as she continues to build momentum. She’s beautiful. An angel as the water laps around us while she rides me.
