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“I’m the Dom. You hand me your power, and in exchange, I give you pleasure.”

I expected her to deny my role as her Dom, to fight me on my claim.

Instead, she said, “I want all the pleasure you can give me, Damon. I’m desperate for it.”

A knot in my stomach I hadn’t known existed unfurled.

Her stubborn nature may want to deny what we were to each other, but she knew the truth deep down.

I trailed my tongue down the shell of her ear and along the column of her neck. Goose bumps prickled over her skin, and she grabbed hold of my shoulders, digging her nails in as she arched up and lifted her pelvis to rub her pussy against my straining cock.

Out of instinct, I pushed into her, loving the feel of her heated cunt. After all of these weeks, burying myself in her balls deep would be a pleasure unlike any other. However, it wasn’t possible here.

“I won’t fuck you in this house. I value my life too much.”

Her heated gaze connected with mine, amusement touching her swollen lips. “But anywhere else, you would?”

“Absolutely.”

“As long as your nefarious plans don’t include impregnating me, I may accommodate you.”

I couldn’t help but shake my head and chuckle. “You never say anything I expect.”

“Isn’t that part of my appeal? I’m unpredictable.”

I stared down at her, unable to hide the emotions welling up. “Your appeal, Sophia, is that you make me feel.”

“Then let me in.”

“I’m trying.”

She pursed her lips. “Hmm.”

Instead of using this time to argue my point, I kissed her again. She met my demands. Our tongues dueled, tasted, savored.

I tugged down the minuscule tank she wore, revealing her perfect breast. Enclosing a nipple, I laved it until it was hard and straining.

She bit her lower lip to hold back a moan as I moved to the other sensitive bud, giving it the same treatment.

Her legs wrapped around my thighs, gyrating harder along me to gain the friction she needed. My cock wept, wanting to meet her siren’s call and fuck both of us into oblivion.

But this wasn’t about me. Sophia’s pleasure was all that mattered.

I worked free of the grip she had on my hips and slid down her body, letting my mouth and hands create a path of sensation from the valley of her breast, along her toned belly, to the waistband of her sleep shorts.

Her breath grew unsteady, and she clutched at the sheets beside her. I took hold of the elastic band of her shorts and drew it down her thighs and knees. However, I left them around her calves to restrain her and pushed her legs wide open for me.

She glistened with her arousal, like an offering for me to feast upon.

“You have the most beautiful cunt, Sophia. I love how you’re always so wet and ready for me.” I blew on her exposed pussy.

She squirmed and then brought a fist to her mouth, trying to stifle a moan.

“That’s right. You have to keep those sexy sounds quiet. You don’t want your family to know how you begged me to pleasure you.”

I took a swipe through her slit, lapping up her delicious essence. I fucking loved the taste of her.

She gasped, and her back bowed.

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