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I let my hair down and catch a glimpse of my reflection in the window. It’s dark outside, but I can make out the outline of my silhouette in the glass. I’ve never felt more beautiful. The lace hugs my curves, accentuating my waist while showing off the peaks of my breasts. The sheer fabric reveals just enough of my nipples without giving everything away, and the skirt flows easily over the dip of my hips and the curve of my ass.
Taking a deep breath, I step forward.
“Okay, you can turn around.”
His reaction is better than I ever could have expected. Dominic stares at me like I’m a holy experience, his pupils wide, his lips parted just so. He sucks in a sharp breath like he’s forgotten how his lungs work. I take the tent in his pants as a compliment.
I’m worried I might ruin the poor man.
Dominic moves like he’s about to stand, but I shake my head. “Stay there. Sit on your hands.”
“Are you kidding me?” he asks, voice straining. “You know, not a lot of people can get away with telling me what to do.”
I smirk, taking a slow stride toward him. “You’d better get used to it.”
I watch him shiver, his eyes sweeping over me from head to toe. Dominic looks like he’s two seconds away from eating me alive. A huge wave of satisfaction washes over me when, despite his perceived indignation, Dominic does in fact sit on his hands. It’s in this exact moment that I choose to climb onto his lap, straddling him with my breasts pressed against his face.
Dominic moans, his hips bucking against me. “You’re going to be the death of me, dolcezza.”
“Like what you see?”
“Very much.”
“I don’t know,” I say demurely, nipping at his luscious bottom lip with the graze of my teeth. “That doesn’t sound very convincing.”
He growls, leaning forward to follow the heat of my lips. I lean back just enough to keep him away. “You want to know how much I like you in lingerie?” he asks, breathing hard. “I like it so much that I want to devour you whole. I like it so much that it’s the only thing I want you to wear from now on. Morning, noon, and night. I want you waiting in my bed all covered in lace, ready and waiting for me after the end of each workday so I can tear it right off you.”
I can no longer ignore the wet heat pooling between my legs, my pussy aching for his touch. “Maybe I’ll make a collection just for you. You’d have special permission to ruin the merchandise.”
“Tell me, fashion designer, how should I go about ripping this off you if I can’t use my hands?”
I tap the small clasp on the front of my bustier. “You’d use your teeth, obviously.”
“And your lack of panties?”
“By design,” I say coyly. “I figured you’d appreciate ease of access.”
“Fuck,” he hisses, lunging forward to kiss me like a starved man.
He’s a phenomenal kisser, but this is something else entirely. It’s an unfiltered passion, an animalistic need. He wraps his arms around me and breathes me in, leaving me no time to think. I cling to him as Dominic lifts me, setting me down on the edge of the nearest desk. With one big palm against my shoulder, he presses me back until I’m lying flat on the surface, his hungry gaze studying every inch of my body.
For a man with such obvious strength, he’s surprisingly gentle as he drags his hands over my skin. His fingers roam over my body, tracing the sides of my neck, the dip of my collar bone, before moving down to gently squeeze my breasts. Dominic dips down, pressing a line of heated kisses against my chest before making his way down to the clasp I pointed out earlier. The heat of his breath against my skin makes me shiver as he takes the clasp between his teeth. He pulls, releasing the thin bustier from my chest, exposing me completely.
Dominic wastes no time, mouthing at my breasts and sucking on my nipples, growling with an almost territorial look in his eyes. My hands fly to his hair, my eyes fluttering closed as I memorize the sensation of his greedy mouth leaving marks against my flesh. There’s an element of something frantic in the way he touches me, like there’s a chance we might die if we part for even a second.
“Dom,” I rasp, my heart beating loud in my ear. “Dom, please—”
“Begging me already, dolcezza?”
I squeeze him between my knees, legs on either side of his hips. “I can’t wait anymore.”
He nods silently, dropping to his knees as he spreads my legs wide. Dominic dips under the sheer fabric of my skirt and drags his tongue up my wet folds. My hips buck, a gasp caught in my throat as he moves in without a second thought, teasing my aching clit with the tip of his tongue.
Climax hits me hard and fast. It’s so intense I see stars across my vision. With a trembling hand, I brush my fingers through his hair, entranced with the way his eyes remain locked with mine.
“I want you inside me,” I plead. “Please, Dom, I don’t want you to hold back.”
He rises, breathing hard as he undoes the front of his pants and pulls himself free. I lick my lips, pussy clenching at the mere sight of his throbbing cock. He stands between my parted legs and aligns himself with my entrance.
