I nod the best I can and moan back my response.
Yes.
That’s when he breaks.
He grabs my head with both hands as his hips buck forward. Three sharp thrusts and his tip swells—then I feel it. Hot liquid sprays against the back of my throat, sticky and wonderful.
I almost choke on the first spurt but focus and swallow. I can’t ruin this for him.
I keep swallowing as he continues to pulse, giving me more and more. He pulls me down on his length, and I drink every drop he gives me, just like he told me to do.
He lets out a groan of satisfaction that warms every inch of me, and when he finally slides out of my mouth, I gasp for breath.
I’m so horny I could die. And Dominic doesn’t give me a moment to think.
He lifts me up from the floor by my arms and bends me over his desk.
As he lifts my skirt, I feel suddenly vulnerable. He peels my panties down, and I begin to blush. From this angle…he can seeeverything.
He stands behind me, grabs my butt with both hands, and spreads me open. I gasp as he presses his lips to the back of my thighs, moving up…up…up…
“There it is,” he mutters, the voice of a man gripped by hunger. “Mypussy.”
He licks me, and I cry out. This time he starts at my clit, then moves up my slit to my soaked entrance.
But he doesn’t stop there.
He keeps going, all the way up to myotherhole.
“Dominic, oh my God—”
“Quiet, angel,” he commands. “There’s not an inch on your body I wouldn’t put my tongue.”
And boy does he mean it.
He fucks me with his fingers—deep, curling strokes that hit my spot and send electric jolts up my spine. His thumb finds my clit and moves in tight little circles, tripling the sensations already rolling through me.
And his tongue laps hungrily at the rest of me, nearly causing me to break down.
It’s like having nowhere to hide. Dominic is making it clear thatI belong to him.He’s going to do whatever he wants with me, however he wants, and I can’t stop him.
But then again, I don’t want to stop him.
“No one else gets this,” he growls, his words vibrating through my bones. “No one else makes you come.Say it.”
“No one else, sir,” I gasp. “No one. Only you—”
“Come for me, Hazel. Show me who you belong to.”
He doesn’t have to ask twice. I shatter.
My orgasm rips through me, even harder than yesterday, deeper and fuller. My entire body convulses, and I scream through clenched teeth as my legs threaten to give out.
But Dominic grips my hips and holds me tightly, keeping all the pressure right where it needs to be. I feel my sex clamping around his fingers in rhythmic, soaking contractions.
I’m not even self-conscious about my wetness against his face. I know he likes it now. He wants it.
I go light-headed as I ride the waves, my head tilted back, submitting myself fully to him. My boss. My owner.
