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Valentina
His beard feels amazing on my thighs, and when he runs it over my clit? I’ll have to tell him I was lying when I said I didn’t like the way it looks so he doesn’t get rid of it.
Dom’s tongue slides along my folds until he hits my clit, then he twirls his tongue over my bud before sucking it into his mouth. I buck up and he chuckles into my depths, placing his hand on my pelvis to keep me on the bed. He quickly brings me to the brink because he’s mapped me before. He knows what gets me there. As my hand grabs the pillow, fisting it, he draws back and stares at me.
I hate this game.
“Don’t,” I warn.
He smirks. “Don’t what?”
“You know what.”
“Enlighten me.” He blows on my clitoris while staring at me. “I’m doing what you love.”
“I do not love the ‘come, oh wait no, don’t come’ game.”
“That’s not the game.” His finger runs through my wetness and he teases my opening without inserting his finger.
“Then what is it?”
“It’s called delayed gratification. It’s fun.”
“For you.” I prop up on my elbows, and he bites his lip, getting a laugh out of this. “There will be payback.”
“That’s where we’re different. You love satisfying me, and I love watching you.” He buries his head between my thighs again, his beard creating the best friction along my skin.
As he masterfully climbs me up that ladder again, I anticipate that he won’t let me come, but he inserts his fingers while his tongue moves at the perfect speed and applies pressure along my clit.
“Dom,” I sigh and bite my lip because I don’t want to give him any sign that I’m about to come.
My toes curl along his muscular back, and blackness creeps in at the edge of my vision. I clench and he pulls out his fingers, his mouth leaving my clit.
“I’m going to kill you!” I scream.
He laughs, blowing on my wet bud again, his finger slowly gliding down my center. “Don’t worry, I always deliver.” His cocky smile is annoying.
But he’s right. He always does deliver. In spades.
When he dives back down this time, my hands entwine in his hair so I can keep him where I want him. But he ups his game, adding another finger and sliding his thumb between my clit and my opening. With his tongue, it’s like a trifecta. My hands fall off of his head to the sheets, grabbing and gripping until my knuckles ache.
“Don’t stop. Please, Dom, don’t stop,” I beg just like he probably hoped I would.
I soar into another dimension, as though I’m floating in a galaxy without gravity, and he doesn’t relent. I clench around his fingers and he moans, his tongue circling and shifting, then with one long suck on my clit, my orgasm explodes. I cry out and buck against his face, and he eases the pressure on me until I float back down.
When I come back to Earth, Dom places a kiss right below my navel, then he climbs up my body. “That was worth it, right?”
I have no words because he knows me way too well. I take his head and pull it down to mine in a ravishing kiss. My taste on his tongue is too much to bear, and another climax starts like a bass drum between my legs.
“I need you.” I pant when we tear apart.
His lips make their way over my jaw, my neck, my ear until he comes back and captures my mouth again. He pushes inside me, my wetness coating him. “Shit, Valentina, you feel so damn good.”
He thrusts immediately and I’m not complaining because I want him to use me for his sexual pleasure. I don’t want lingering kisses or touches right now. I want him to grip me, grind me, flip me, fuck me.
He never disappoints, as though he knows what I need before I do.
