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I lift her up and wrap her legs around my waist, the heat from her sex presses against my abdomen, my mouth consumes hers again dying to get a taste of her. My dick twitches with the knowledge I’m going to have my face planted between her thighs in just a few minutes. With my hands holding her by her ass, I carry her up the stairs to my bedroom, my towel left on the floor somewhere along the way.
Upstairs, I lower her to the bed. As I stand over her, my eyes outline her curves, my gaze catches the flush of her face, and my mouth relishes the taste of her kiss.
Rage and fury from last night’s nightmares and the newspaper article earlier still hum through my veins, lighting my blood on fire and burning me from the inside out. I know when I touch her, I’m going to scorch her. “I’m not going to be gentle, Dominique.” The warning comes out low and dangerous. That’s how I feel.
“You’ve already asked me if I like pain,” is her reply.
Jesus Christ, this woman.
The darkness unfurls inside me and fills me with the need to see my mark all over her mocha skin. What she doesn’t realize is, in my mind I’ve already slipped a butt plug into her pretty ass and spanked her, and each time my palm landed on the plug, it brought her that much closer to the edge. One flick of a fingertip on her clit would make her shatter.
Lowering myself, I cover her body with mine. I curl my fists, my fingers pressing into her soft flesh, trying to quiet the images racing through my head. Thoughts of tying Dominique to my bed, burying my dick in her pussy while I played with her ass until she came so hard, she’d squirt everywhere.
Instantly we become a blur of mouths, tongues, hands, nails, spit, teeth.
Somehow, her clothes are off, I don’t remember removing them, but here she is in all her fucking beauty, lying naked beneath me with her satiny flesh rubbing against mine. The sight of her breasts makes my mouth water, needing to taste her. Lowering my face, I glide my tongue around the dark discs of her areolae as they get firmer and the peaks harden, first one then the other. I take one tight nipple between my teeth and flick it with the tip of my tongue. “Where did you come from, Dominique?” I growl as I slip a hand under one of her knees and lift her leg to open her up to me.
“Nowhere,” she pants.
I believe her. She’s a dark mystery that cannot be explained, like the smoky wisps that haunt the bayou. But right now, she’s real, she’s here, and she’s mine.
I go lower, down to where I’m going to lose myself in her and settle between her thighs. Her scent is rich and heady, like a drug made especially for me. I trace a finger through her folds, then dip the tip inside her. She’s slick, so slick, and warm and ready. I delve deeper, first with one finger, then two, as I trace circles around her swollen nub with my tongue.
“Ignatius,” she pants and rises to meet me. Her fists close around handfuls of my hair when I nibble along her mound. “Don’t tease me.”
“You had your opportunity to speak. That’s passed,” I twist my fingers in her channel and find that spot inside her. Her back arches off the bed as she lets out a long moan. With her legs spread open, I leave a trail of love bites up and down the insides of her thighs as I rub that magic spot inside her walls. I want to taste her everywhere. I want to feel every inch of her body. But first, I want to make her scream.
Taking her clit with my mouth, I work it, sucking, flicking, nibbling it, while I bring her closer to the edge with my fingers inside her, until she shatters. I don’t stop, but I force myself to slow down, to drag this out as long as I can, let the embers simmer before the final explosion. I want to relish her heat, let the fury inside me feast on her as long as I can.
I rise to my knees and position the crown of my shaft at her entrance. I ask, because I’m a southern gentleman like that, “I want you bare, Dominique. Is there a problem with that?” My words are tight because I’m barely containing my need to be inside her.
“No, I want to feel you.”
I lower my gaze to where the tip of my cock kisses the opening between her plump lower lips. My balls tighten in anticipation as a satisfied breath leaves me. “You’re going to feel me, mon doux, my sweet,but not yet.”
I slowly slip just the head in.
She is tight and so fucking smooth. I don’t move, I let her settle around me. It’s pure torture, but worth each agonizing glorious second of it.
“Dominique, your pussy is heaven,” I tell her honestly. “This view est magnifique, is magnificent.”
“I’m so glad you like it,” her words are breathy and drunk from her orgasm.
The sight of the head of my cock wedged inside Dominique is the beginning of my destruction. It is the match that lights the fuse that runs down my spine straight to the well that sits in the fiery pit of my loins.
I pull out just a little and slip back inside. Still just the head. Again, out, then back in, just the head. It is the hardest thing I’ve ever done, holding myself back, ignoring the howls to take her hard and rough, to use her mercilessly, to take everything from her, until she’s limp and unconscious at my feet.
Her moans fill the room as her hips begin to circle, her sweet scent making my mouth water, and her wetness dripping from her channel, around my shaft, and down her ass cheeks.
I clench my jaw, tighten everything in my lower body, and take her clit between a finger and thumb, and pinch.
Dominique’s back arches off the bed as her eyes roll to the back of her head and she lets out a long guttural sigh, “Oh, my God, Ignatius…” Her entire body planks from the stimulation.
I thrust into her and, God help me, it’s complete bliss.
Being completely inside Dominique is fucking magical, like nothing I’ve ever experienced and everything I’ve wanted. Each glide is another shot of the drug that is her. Thrust after thrust is better than the one before. We’ve gone from two separate bodies to one ravenous being, taking and giving, pounding and yielding. My hips crash into her, our bodies slap together, trying, needing to get closer. We fuck hard and furiously, like animals, clawing, and biting, scratching and sucking.
Lifting from her, I turn her over onto her stomach and cover her body with mine again. With my mouth at her ear, I whisper roughly, “I love how your cunt feels wrapped around my cock, Dominique.”
