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But this was something else completely.
I sat lower and lower, still holding him upright with my hand, until the tip of him was inside me. I was shaking so bad, I couldn’t even remember to breathe properly. I held onto his shoulders, and he pushed me down slowly, thrusting himself up a little bit every few seconds.
Searing hot pain collided with the pleasure burning inside me the deeper inside me he went. I was tight—way too tight for him—and he had to inch himself inside me slowly, a little bit at a time. I cried out and my head fell back, my back arched, my body confused by both the incredible pleasure and the intense pain taking over me.
“Does it hurt?” he asked, eyes squeezed shut, jaw locked. He was in just as much pain as me, only his wasn’t physical.
“Yes,” I choked. “Don’t stop.”
He growled and wrapped his arms around me tightly. “I’m not going to stop, Teddybear. If I do, I’m gonna fucking die.” He held me in place while he pushed his hips up, faster, a bit harder every new time. The world around me disappeared, and I no longer even heard the sound of the water falling behind me. All my being hung on where we connected.
It took a long time, and a lot of grunts and growls and moans, until he was almost all the way inside me. He let me move away from him a bit then, so I could sit up straighter, make myself more comfortable, adjust to the size of him. Like that, when we weren’t moving anymore, the pain almost faded completely. Only the pleasure remained. I took his face in my hands, and I looked at him, really looked at him, and I saw a different man from the Dominic I knew.
I saw a man who was completely and undeniably mine.
Slowly, I leaned closer until our lips touched, but we didn’t kiss. My name rolled out of his tongue in a shuddering whisper when I slowly raised myself up, just a little bit, then sat down on him again.
I took my time, listening to my body, to the pain and the pleasure, and eventually, it became easier. The pain barely registered, and the ball of flames that had ignited in my stomach devoured me completely. I moved up and down, holding onto his face for dear life, crying out his name, calling out to God, until my legs were completely numb.
“Fuck, Teddybear. You’re better than a fucking dream.” His voice was so rough and desperate, it intensified the pleasure in me.
“You feel so good,” I whispered, barely able to breathe. “I fit you.” I actually fit him.
“Of course you fit me. Your pussy was made for me, Teddybear.” His hand moved and slapped my ass, and the stinging lit a brand-new fire in my whole body as I cried out. “Your ass was made for me.” He dug his fingers in and pulled me to him hard, violent. “These tits were made for me.” He pushed me up then, so easily you’d think I weighed nothing at all, and he took my breast in his mouth, sucking and biting until my throat was raw from screaming out his name.
Yes, yes, yes! I was made for him. He knew my body like even I didn’t because I never thought a slap on the ass was going to feel like this.
When he let go of my breast, he pulled me down again and held me there, finding my entrance without the need for guidance, and thrusting into me deep and hard, all at once. Every time he was inside me all the way, my clit rubbed against his pelvis, and I reached a new level of high. At this rate, I was sure there were no limits to what this man could make me feel.
And with every new thrust, every time the tip of him reached the very end of me, his growls became louder, his eyes more golden, his jaw locked tighter.
I could feel he was close, could feel him pulsating inside me, and I was ready to dive right off the edge, too. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held onto him tightly while he kept on thrusting in and out of me, grabbing my skin, digging his fingers into my ass, biting my shoulder. Then, he grabbed my hips in both hands and slammed me down hard. He thrust his own hips up at the same time, crying out so loud, his voice filled my head and my heart.
The orgasm ripped through me unapologetically, pushing me over the edge violently. I held onto him with all my strength. I called out his name and surrendered myself to the feeling completely. It took me high, higher than the clouds this time, and now that I had him to hold, I wasn’t alone in my fall back down. The smell of him, the warmth of him, the way we connected, was everything to me.
And when I leaned back to look at his face, chest rising and falling fast, he’d transformed yet again into a different man—this one a growling beast with liquid golden eyes that spoke of a need so great, it almost scared me.
He brought his hand to the back of my head and pulled me to him, kissing me violently, biting my lips and tongue, sucking out every drop of energy from me. He was starved for me, like what we’d done until now wasn’t even close to satiating his hunger, and the thought sparked the heat in my stomach just like that. I had never, ever been more turned on in my life, and even though every inch of me ached in the most wonderful way, I still wanted more. I wanted him to fuck me from behind and from the sides, with his cock and his mouth and his fingers until I forgot my own name and the whole world completely.
When he was done kissing me, he held me to him for a little bit longer, until our breathing calmed down. Then, he pulled himself out of me and spun me around so I sat on his leg. Mine were still numb, so weak they could have been made of jelly. He must have known because when he pulled me up to my feet, he held me, too.
Like that, without saying another word, Dominic washed my hair and my body, then rinsed the sweet coconut-scented shampoo off me gently. He wrapped me in a white fluffy towel and carried me up again, put me in bed and kissed my forehead.
