But the second I lay her down in my bed and she clutches my pillow like it’s home, I feel something in me falter.
Just a crack, but it’s there.
This is going to be a long five fucking months, and I’m not sure I’ll survive them.
Adora
Mmm… There’s a slow, delicious heat bubbling under my skin. Spreading. Deepening.
Oh, that feels good.Fuck.That feels even better.
My eyes flutter open on a breathless moan, and land right on him. Dark eyes locked on mine from between my legs, licking and sucking, taking his time like I’m the world’s most decadent dessert.
“Dominic…” I gasp, voice barely a whisper. “What are you doing?”
He pauses only long enough to smirk up at me.
“I’m having breakfast, Adora.” His voice is gravel and pure sin. “Be a good girl and let me eat.”
Well, when he puts it like that… I spread my legs wider. He dives back in like a man on a mission.
He moves slow, calculated, flicking his tongue just enough to bring me to the edge, never enough to push me over. A masterclass in torture. He spreads me open with his fingers, and licks a path from my entrance to my clit, again and again. Then he fucks me with his tongue, slow and deep.
I’m in hell.
I’m in heaven.
I’m in both, at once.
Just when I’m clinging to the edge of the cliff — he stops.
I’m about to cuss him out, but then his hands grip my thighs and fold me in half.
“Hold.”
That’s all he says, but I know what it means.I wrap my arms behind my knees and brace.
He runs two fingers through the middle of my pussy, up and down, pinching my clit between them — just right. Pleasure punches through me. He slides those fingers inside me, then pulls back and moves lower.
Lower.
“You’re giving me your ass one of these days,” he murmurs, voice deep and dangerous.
My breath hitches. My body clenches.
His finger circles my other entrance. Slow pressure. It shouldn’t feel good. It really shouldn’t.But it does.
“Have you done that before?” I ask, voice trembling from the sheer intensity of it all.
“Don’t worry,” he says, quiet and firm. “I’ll make it good for you.”
I believe him. At this moment, I’d believe anything he says.
His finger pushes in, carefully breaking the barrier, just as two more slide into my pussy, stretching me wide.
My head drops back. My eyes roll. I’m gone.
“You’re dripping for me, adorable,” he murmurs, right before he circles my clit with his tongue again, slow and meticulous.
