Page 11 of The D Appointment


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“I wasn’t expecting the lacy black bra under this outfit.”

“I like to feel pretty. And it matches my underwear.”

He unzipped my skirt and drew it down my legs. “I’m almost sorry I missed actually seeing you wearing the panties.” He lifted his chin. “Take off the rest. I want you naked while I fuck you.”

My core tightened even though I had just come, and I quickly removed my blouse and bra. Normally, when I got naked with a new lover, it took me time to let him see me unclothed. But there was something freeing about not caring if Dominick thought I was sexy enough or not.

Except the erection that sprang out of his jeans after he unzipped them led me to believe he was at least somewhat attracted to me.

I licked my lips. I should have guessed that Dominick would have a big dick—otherwise, Gina wouldn’t have set me up with him—but it hadn’t exactly crossed my mind until now.

There was something else that I hadn’t thought of either.

“You’re uncut,” I said in an almost whisper.

He kicked his pants out of the way and picked up my hand to wrap it around his length.

“First time?” he asked.

I nodded.

His fist tightened around mine. “Fuck, I love that.”

When he stepped away, my hand fell to the bed as he walked over to the nightstand. He pulled out a packet and ripped it open. He rolled the condom on as he walked back to me.

I spread my legs in invitation.

He jerked his head to the side. “Roll over.”

“But—” I bit my tongue before I could finish my complaint.

“But what?”

Shaking my head, I said, “Nothing.”

I moved onto my stomach in silent disappointment. Doggy style always felt good, but it wasn’t enough to get me off. I’d thought about telling Dominick that, but I realized that he’d given me an orgasm, so technically, I’d gotten what I had come here for. I had just hoped I would be able to do it with more than oral sex.

The bed dipped between my legs as Dominick knelt on the mattress behind me, and I braced myself for him to enter me and do his thing.

“Have you ever been spanked?”

“What?” I scoffed. “N—”

SMACK!

Dominick’s right hand made contact with my ass.

“Ow,” I yelled as a sting zapped through my rear end.

“Is that a good ow or a bad ow?” he asked but brought his other palm down on my left butt cheek with the same force.

I shook at the contact. “Holy hell. That hurt.”

“It’s supposed to.” He rubbed the two areas he had just made sore. “Now, tell me, was it a good ow or a bad ow?”

“Bad.”

“Hmm…are you sure about that?”

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