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She had never had anyone talk to her like this.
He sucked on her clit, making her arch up. How could she be turned on again? She’d only just come . . . usually she was far too sensitive to come again this quickly. But his touch was so light, teasing her. A whimper escaped.
“That’s it. Make noises for me. Let me know how much you like me touching you. I want to take you in every way. To claim your mouth, your pussy, your ass. Do you want that too, darling girl?”
“Yes. Yes, please,” she cried. “I want that too.”
“Good girl for telling me what you need. You are so damn beautiful. I want to find that spot inside you, the one that will make you go wild.”
She wanted that too. If anyone could, it was him. Moving, he grabbed a condom from his bedside table.
Shit. She’d forgotten about protection.
“I’m clean,” he told her. “I get tested every six months and I haven't been with anyone in longer than that.”
“I . . . I’m clean too. You can do without it if you want.”
“Birth control?”
“I have an implant, although I’m unlikely to get pregnant at this stage.”
“Hell. Taking you bare? That is a temptation I cannot resist.” He put the condom down and took her mouth with his. She chased his mouth as he drew back.
“Shh. I’m going to make you feel so good.” He slid over her, his dick nudging at her entrance before he pushed slowly inside her.
“Oh. Ohh.” She bent her legs, pressing her feet flat against the bed as she pushed up, trying to take more of him inside her.
He paused. “Did I say you could move your legs, darling girl?”
Uh-oh. There was a warning in there. She quickly moved her legs. “Sorry, Dominic.”
“I love hearing my name on your lips.” He nipped at her lower lip, taking her mouth in a kiss so slow and sensuous that she never wanted it to end.
Then he started moving. And all other thoughts fled her mind. God, it felt so good. He hit a different angle, and she let out a strangled scream.
“Right there, huh? Okay, baby, we can work with that.” He kept his movements slow and steady. But he kept sliding against that spot that was driving her insane.
“I . . . I can’t . . .”
“You can’t what, darling girl?” he asked.
“I can’t come like this. I need . . . I need . . .”
“You mean you’ve never come like this before,” he corrected her. “You need to just let go and trust in me.”
“I . . . I . . .” Tears dripped from the corner of her eyes. It was too much. Too intense.
He kept moving. How could he keep up such a steady, slow pace? Shouldn’t he be going wild?
“I want you to come for me, baby. I want you to come on my dick. Squeeze me. Come again.”
It was impossible.
It wouldn’t happen just because he commanded it. That was insane.
But then she felt it. Slowly, it crept up on her before slamming through her. Wave after wave that made her scream. She couldn’t stop herself from wrapping her legs around his waist, clinging to him as she pulsed around his firm cock.
“That’s my good girl. I’m so proud of you.”
“You . . . you’re proud of me for coming on your cock?” she asked breathlessly.
Seemed an odd thing to be proud of.
“I’m proud of you for letting go and trusting me,” he told her. “But yes, also for coming on my cock. It was spectacular.”
She huffed out a laugh.
“Even if you did move your legs, which means you’re going to get tied down next time.”
A shudder moved through her, and then he was moving faster. Still hitting that spot, but his movements were rougher. Faster. Harder.
Her breath caught. Shit. It was so damn good. He let out a low groan that filled the room as he stilled and came. She ran her hands up and down his back, trying to soothe him.
He rolled over onto his back, breathing heavily. She was glad she wasn’t the only one in a state.
Gwen lay there for a moment, feeling awkward and not knowing what to say. Post-sex was so weird. Did she hug him? Try to talk to him? Rolling to her side, she leaned up on one elbow to stare down at him.
“So . . . how about those Bears?”
His eyes widened. “Um. Bears? Are you worried about bears?”
“Urgh, that’s a sports team, right? I mean, I think the Bears are.”
He let out a small bark of laughter. “Right, The Chicago Bears are a football team.”
“Ohh. Right, that makes sense. I had a coworker who was always going on about them, however he grew up in Chicago.”
Reaching up, he drew her against his chest, rubbing her back. “Why’re we talking about sports?”
