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Our eyes lock, and I search his face to see if he wants me to continue. Personally, my appetite has shifted and the only thing I want in my mouth right now is him, but I’ll keep going if he wants me to because I know it’ll all work out in my favor anyway.
He gives me a slight incline of his head, and I hide my disappointment as I ready my next bite. This one is more whipped cream than cheesecake and some of it slips off and lands on my breast. I start to use my other hand to wipe it up, but Dom stops me with a wolfish grin.
“Please, let me.”
Then he leans forward and opens his hot mouth against my skin. He licks the spot clean with one lavish stroke of his tongue, but he keeps licking and sucking at me like he can’t bring himself to pull away. I moan and rush to sit the plate down beside me, balancing it on the edge of the bed so it doesn’t fall onto the floor. Both of my hands come up, taking the back of his head in a firm hold that’s my only recourse for keeping him there.
When he’s done laving at my breasts, he trails kisses up one side of my neck while his deft fingers push the straps of my negligee down. The cool air has my nipples tightening immediately, the sensitive peaks brushing against the fabric of Dom’s shirt with my every breath.
“Lay back.” He growls.
But he’s pushing me back onto the mattress before I even have a chance to process the order. His hands grip the hem of the silk and pull, sliding it down my body to reveal my naked skin. I see him toss it somewhere behind him, but I don’t know exactly where it ends up because all of my attention is on the show he’s putting on for me. The way his muscles flex and bulge as he strips himself down. The hungry look in his eye as he plucks the canister of whipped cream from the floor and uncaps it before climbing onto the bed with me. His large frame hovers over mine, his full lips just inches from my face.
I lift my head for a kiss, and he gives me a maddening shake of his head. I don’t even try to hide my pout when he chooses to press a kiss to my jaw instead, licking and biting his way down my neck to my chest. He stops when he reaches my breasts and grins up at me as he brings the cold tip of the canister up to my nipple.
A light spray of cool creaminess coats my overheated skin, and I arch off of the bed. A moan falls from my lips when the wet heat of his mouth descends. His tongue is the first thing I feel, curling around the cloud of sweetness and pulling it into his mouth, leaving him with nothing but my increasingly sensitive breast to suckle on. He doesn’t seem to mind though, lavishing attention on my nipple and the swell of flesh surrounding it with an almost single-minded determination. The hairs of his beard scrape against my skin with every flex of his jaw, and it hurts but not enough to make me want him to stop.
But eventually, he does, pulling back to give my other nipple the same treatment. Covering it in the light and fluffy foam then using his tongue to lick the bud clean. Torturing me with the hot suction of his mouth for long moments before moving to another part of my body to do it all again. He makes a show of licking whipped cream off of both of my breasts, my stomach, and each one of my fingertips, while I writhe on the bed. Pressing my legs together in a desperate attempt to appease the throbbing there and begging him to put an end to the madness.
Finally—when I’m mere seconds away from taking matters into my own hands—he puts the top back on the canister and sets it on the nightstand along with my abandoned slice of cheesecake. I watch his dick, fully erect and pulsing brutally, bob up and down as he walks back around to the foot of the bed. He catches me staring and gives me another wolfish smile that sends a flood of arousal through my core.
“Like what you see, angel?”
I nod, biting my lip and watching with increased interest as he takes his dick into his hand and strokes himself. Dragging the precum leaking from the tip down to the root of his shaft, hitting every ridge and bulging vein as he does it. I’m breathless, and turned on beyond belief, but I still manage to nod.
“Yes. It just might be my favorite sight in the world.”
Satisfaction flares in his eyes at my words, and I feel a surge of feminine pride. Loving that speaking from my heart can make those pools of molten desire harden into obsidian. I sit up to reach for him, but he comes down on me first. Nudging my thighs apart with his knees and settling his weight over me. He’s stretched over me completely, his long fingers wrapped around both of my wrists to keep me from moving.
Although I’m already spread wide for him, I open myself up a bit more. Allowing the hard ridge of his pubic bone to sit against my clit while his dick slips between my wet folds. I let out a contented sigh as Dom brushes his nose against mine. Even in moments fraught with desire and need, he still finds a way to be gentle with me. To remind me that I’m safe and cared for.
Yet another reason why I love him.
Thinking those words with Dom just seconds away from filling me just feels right. For the past few days, I’ve been fighting back every thought of love, terrified to admit the depth of my feelings for him to myself. Horrified at letting them show on my face in vulnerable moments like these, but tonight I don’t have to do any of that. I don’t have to worry about my heart shining in my eyes, because I finally feel brave enough to put words to what he might see there. To let the truth expanding in my chest hit the air and change everything for the better.
Dom presses a kiss to my lips. “You know what my favorite sight in the world is?”
Each word is spoken between the wet glide of his lips against mine while his hips start to rock, teasing my entrance with the tip of his dick and stealing my breath.
“No.” I pant, rocking my hips to meet his. “Tell me what it is, please.”
Dark eyes bore into mine as he pulls back, withdrawing from me completely. He was barely inside me, but I whimper at the loss anyway because I’m desperate for him. Desperate to have this conversation over with, so he can ease the pressure building in my core. My hips churn restlessly, seeking him out to no avail, and a shudder rolls down my spine when I see his abs tighten at the same time his hips swing forward on a harsh thrust that allows him to bury himself inside me in a single stroke.
I’m wet and ready for him, but the shock of being filled so quickly and completely has me arching off of the bed. My face crumples into an expression that’s half surprise, half pleasure as Dom starts up a punishing rhythm that threatens to shatter me in moments.
“That.” He drops a kiss to the corner of my mouth and groans. “The moment when I’m so deep inside of you we both know you’ll feel it tomorrow. That is my favorite fucking sight in the world. Your whole face just transforms, and I get to watch your brain process the fact that it’s me taking you, me owning you, me reminding you that your body and your pleasure belong to me.”
My heart. Don’t forget my heart.
I fight against his hold, wanting more than anything to wrap my arms around him and hold him closer to me—to let him feel how much I agree with what he’s just said—but his grip is too tight, so I opt for words instead.
“Oh, God. Yes, Dom.” I breathe into his ear as he rests his head in the crook of my neck. “It all belongs to you.”
The responding growl he lets out is deep enough to rattle my bones, and I close my eyes just to absorb the feeling. The raw, animal power moving through him as he slams into me over and over again. Each thrust drawing me closer to the edge of my release. Dom’s mouth is everywhere. Lips blazing a trail of pleasure from my jawline to my collarbone. Teeth nipping at my earlobes and grazing lightly over the sensitive space between my shoulder and neck. And I feel like I’m surrounded, completely deprived of any touch, taste, or smell that doesn’t come directly from him.
It’s the best feeling in the world.
When my walls begin to clamp down on him—little ripples indicative of an incoming wave of pleasure—Dom releases me and pulls out. Ignoring the slight ache in my wrists from being restrained for so long, I lunge at him, showering him with kisses and pressing my sweat-slicked skin to his. He lets that go on for five seconds before grunting at me and flipping me around so that my ass is in the air and my cheek is pressed to the mattress.
