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“You’d better mean that,” he says in a low tone. “I’ve never been so pent up in my life.”
“It’s been more than six years since I’ve come with anyone but myself,” I admit.
“What?” He gapes at me.
I shrug. “I’ve only been with two men in that time, and I’ve never been able to come with any man the first time I was with him. So those were both one and done.”
“What the hell is wrong with some men? You’re never, ever supposed to come until she does.”
“What I’m saying is the bar is low. I’ll be blown away if I can have an orgasm.”
He scoffs. “I can do a lot better than that.”
“What have you fantasized about the most?”
His gaze turns dark and hungry as he drives well over the speed limit to get us there faster. “Having your sweet cunt in my mouth. I want to make you come harder than you ever have before.”
Well, I was already feeling wet, but now...
“This is going to be the longest drive of my life,” I say softly.
“You want me to pull over at a hotel right now?”
I smile at him. “I think we can wait another fifteen minutes.”
“Goddamn, you’re sexy.”
It does turn out to feel like it takes us an hour to drive that fifteen minutes. By the time I’m unlocking my house, my guard is up because of Jake, but I’m also shaking with anticipation.
As soon as we’re inside, Dom locks the door behind us and takes my hand, leading the way upstairs.
The queen bed I share with my sister is just like we left it that night we went to Dom’s—the comforter haphazardly pulled over the sheets so it’s kind of made. But I only get a quick look at it before Dom’s mouth is on mine, his kiss ravenous as he cups my face in his hands.
I run my hand over his erection and he groans into my mouth. We discussed birth control and STD tests by text while he was on the road—I have an implant and we’re both clean—so nothing stands in our way.
He unbuttons my shirt and tosses it aside, kissing my bare neck and chest. I exhale into his ear and tug on his hair, my nipples tight beneath the fabric of my bra. When I tug on the back of his hoodie, he pulls it up and off over his head in a quick motion.
And there it finally is. The broad, muscled chest I’ve only seen in pictures until now. It’s so much better in person; his shoulders and arms even more defined now.
I’m trying to feel every rigid dip and curve on his chest when he eases me back onto the bed, unbuttoning and unzipping my jeans and pulling them off.
He leans down, his arms on either side of me. As he comes back up to kiss me, his warm body over mine, I can’t seem to get close enough, my legs instinctively wrapping around his waist.
After lifting me with his palm on my back, he uses the other one to unclasp my bra in a quick, impressive motion. He tosses it aside, groaning as he flicks his tongue over one of my nipples and then sucks it.
My back arches off the bed as I make a sound I don’t even recognize. His mouth works magic on my nipples, applying just enough pressure to make me crazy with need.
Just when I think it couldn’t get better, he slides his hand inside my underwear. I don’t even care that I’m wearing boring cotton briefs, and he doesn’t seem to, either.
“Fuck, baby. This is what I’ve dreamed about,” he grits as he strokes his fingers over my wetness. “So goddamn sexy.”
I can’t think about anything but how amazing his fingers feel. When he pauses to take my underwear all the way off, I drink in the first full breath I’ve taken since he started touching me.
“Get your pants off,” I demand, practically panting. “I need to touch you.”
He unfastens his jeans and lets them drop, and my whole body hums at the sight of him in boxer briefs. Those abs. That bulge.
When he returns to kissing me, I stroke his erection, wrapping my hand around it and relishing in how big and hard he is.
