Liquid heat floods through me, turning me into absolute putty, and he smirks, fully aware of the effect he has on me.
"Yes, officer," I manage to whisper, breathlessly.
His chest visibly puffs, his tongue swiping across his bottom lip, eyes brewing with hunger. He likes it.
He dips his head, crowding me with his body as his hot breath fans over my neck. "It's deputy."
I angle my head to meet his stare. “Mmm, doesn’t have the same oomph as officer. I like officer better.”
In an instant, the room spins as Dominic tosses my naked body over his shoulder, a squeal escaping my lips. My wet hair leaves a trail of water as he moves. His long strides eat up the distance to my bedroom, where he deposits me on the bed. In the next motion, he’s crawling over me, settling his body over mine.
Our bodies fit together perfectly, curving to one another like we’ve never been apart.
His weight on mine, hard length pressed to my thigh, his scent everywhere; it’s consuming. I squirm, rolling my hips. “I can’t take it anymore, please Dominic.”
He huffs a laugh. “I love it when you beg, querida mía.”
I spread my thighs to make my point and reach between us, my hand guiding his cock. He nudges forward, barely, before pausing.
I answer the silent question in his eyes. “I’m on birth control, and I haven’t been with anyone…in a while.”
He nods slowly. “Same. And I had a physical recently. All clear.”
A beat passes, our positions held but unmoving.
Dominic caresses my cheek with the pad of his thumb,running it softly down to my jaw as he pushes through my entrance, only the tip, before stopping.
I exhale and it comes out shaky. My body is slowly opening up for him, and my heart is doing the same.
His eyes lock with mine, brows creasing. “Do you want me to stop?” There’s concern and care and so much familiarity it makes my chest ache. I feel alive for the first time in a long time—like I’ve just woken up from the longest slumber.
I shake my head, barely more than a twitch, but he catches it. Of course he does. He always does. My hips lift, taking more of him. “Don’t stop,” I breathe. “Just give me some time to adjust—I’m not used to your size.”
He smirks, resting his forehead against mine as he slides in further. “If I remember correctly, it fits perfectly.”
The snarky reply that was about to leave my lips, escapes me the moment he fills me completely. My head falls back with a moan.
“Ohhh.”
Dominic thrusts beforepulling nearly all the way out, and then coming forward once more, filling me to the hilt.
“So full,” I say through a clenched jaw.
“Fucking right you are.” He adjusts, sitting up straighter, and stares between us. “Fuck, Ellie, you still feel so good, just like I remember. Same tight little pussy, wrapping around me like a glove.” His eyes are wide, mesmerized by our connection as he thrusts in and out of me achingly slow, driving me higher and higher. “I love watching my cock disappear between those pretty pink pussy lips.”
His hands grip the back of my knees, spreading my thighs wider and pressing me harder against the bed, forcing my lower back to lift with each push of his body against mine. He’s so deep, hitting the spot that has my body shaking uncontrollably.
“You’re taking me so well. Look at you—getting used to it.”
“Don’t stop,” I moan. Just when I think my orgasm is going to hit, it keeps rolling, keeps building.
“Never stopping.” He moves harder, more frenzied. “Gotta remind this pussy who it belongs to. You’re going to feel every inch of my cock until you can’t remember anyone but me.”
His possessive jealousy should have me pulling away, but it only makes me clench harder around him. I’m his—I belong to him and I always have. “You own my pussy,” I say between gasps. “It’s always been yours.”
“Right answer Ellie girl. Mine to fuck”—thrust— “mine to fill”—thrust—“mine to make come.”
He smiles down at me wickedly as the most powerful orgasm of my life ripples through me. My lips part, head falling back. I’m possessed as my back curves off the bed, a ringing in my ears dulling even my own cries and whimpers.
