I groan, closing my eyes, trying not to lose my mind. They snap open when she grabs my jaw, her nails scraping my skin. That’s not a good sign.
Suddenly, she looks… off. A flicker of panic in her eyes as they search mine.
“I need you to keep your eyes open,” she whispers. “Okay, Dominic? I need you to look at me. I need to seeyou.”
“You’re in control here, Adora,” I say slowly, keeping my voice steady.
I thought she might want this, and as much as everything inside me hungers to pin her under me and fuck her until she forgets how to walk, I’ll hold off. Let her take what she needs.
She studies my face for another second, then leans in and kisses me, eyes still open. I keep mine on hers.
She pulls back, hands braced on my chest, and starts moving. Sliding her pussy over the length of my cock at a maddeningly slow pace, driving me insane.
My hands start guiding her hips on reflex, desperate for more.
“Hands off,” she commands, and I listen instantly, fisting the sheets on either side of me, teeth clenching to the point of cracking.
Every slide of her slick pussy against my cock sends electricity racing through my veins. The wetness between her thighs coats me, making the glide easier, more torturous.
“That’s it. Use me, adorable. Use my cock. Make yourself come,” I growl, my knuckles turning white from gripping the sheets.
Her rhythm falters for just a second before she doubles down, grinding harder. She liked hearing that. She likes to see me like this, at her mercy.
“Fuck,” I hiss through clenched teeth. “You’re going to make me come like this. Is that what you want? You want me to shoot all over your pretty pussy?”
She throws her head back, moving faster now, her breath a mix of moans and gasps that go straight to my cock.
Her breathing changes suddenly, becoming shallower, faster. I know she’s close. Her thighs begin to tremble against mine, her rhythm growing erratic. I’m dying to touch her, to grab thosesoft, round hips and slam her down onto me. Bite one of those honey-colored nipples.
“Dominic,” she calls for me, her nails biting into my chest, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure but never leaving mine. The sound of my name on her lips nearly sends me over the edge. My cock is weeping under her, drenched.
Her body tenses, back arching. A broken cry escapes her lips — and she’s there. Shaking and trembling above me, still keeping her eyes locked on mine.
I’m turning feral. I’ve never seen anything or anyone more beautiful.
For a moment, I think she’s done, that she’ll collapse against me or lift herself off. Instead, her movements become more determined, sliding herself up and down my cock while she’s still coming down from her high.
I’m almost there, already past the point of no return, my hips starting to buck upward involuntarily.
“Fuck,” I groan in prayer, not even recognizing my own voice anymore, my fists trembling at my sides. I need to touch her. I need to be inside her. I need… I need something.
The pressure builds at the base of my spine, my balls drawing tight. I’m so fucking close I can taste it, right on the edge of exploding.
She pushes down on my cock harder, leaning forward, her fingers curling around my jaw.
“Open,” she gasps, breathless. She’s so fucking beautiful like this — powerful, confident.Mine.
My mouth opens, hers to command, just like the rest of my body. She spits inside, then seals it with a kiss. I’m dead. I’ve gone to heaven.
Before I can tell her that I love her too, she lifts herself slightly and sinks down on my cock in one smooth motion. The sudden tight heat around me is too much. It steals my breath, my voice.With just a few quick bounces of her hips, I’m gone. I explode inside her, roaring something that barely sounds like words. It’s so intense my vision blurs, everything going black for a second.
When I come back to myself, my hands are still at my sides, my eyes wide as I blink at the ceiling, Adora draped across my chest. We’re both breathing hard, our lungs in sync.
My arms lift, muscles trembling, wrapping around her. One hand slides up her back, tangling in her hair.
“I love you,” I murmur the only truth I have left in me.
“I know,” she whispers against my neck, her body still trembling with aftershocks. I feel her lips curve before she speaks again. “Next time, you’re in charge.”
