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One hand slides up. And up. Between my shoulder blades. Up my neck. And then he grabs hold of my hair, grips the base of my ponytail, and tugs.

My head tips back, finally breaking our kiss, and I slide my eyes open.

“You’re gonna have to stay real quiet.” Dom’s lids are half-lowered as he tells me.

And I can’t help myself. I roll my hips, my heat pressing into his length.

His jaw flexes, and I revel in the low sound he makes.

“We’re both gonna have to stay quiet,” he corrects.

“I can do that,” I whisper, hardly believing what’s about to happen.

“Can you?” Dom releases my hair but never lifts his hand from my body as he drags it back down to the base of my neck, then around until his hot palm covers my throat. “Can you swallow it down?” He tightens his fingers the smallest amount. “Can you swallow those pretty sounds for me?”

I nod, the movement frantic.

“What will you let me do?” his voice rumbles.

“Do?” I blink as his hand, still firmly against me, slides lower.

Dom’s palm is covering my cleavage now. “What do you want me to do to you?”

I squirm.

I know what I want.

I’m sure he wants it, too.

So I lower my hands from around his neck and reach for the tie at my side that holds my dress together.

It’s double knotted, but I’ve done this so many times it only takes me a second.

And as I pull the sides of my wrap dress apart, exposing my plain but cute white underwear set, I say it just how I would say it in my fantasies. “I want you to fuck me.”

Dom makes a choking sound, and then he lets go of his hold on me so he can dedicate both hands to opening the shiny gold clasp between my breasts, popping my bra open.

“Christ, Mama, I’m gonna fuck you, alright.” He cups my breast, and his other hand lands in the middle of my spine, preventing me from falling backward when he leans down and sucks my nipple into his mouth.

“Oh my god!” The sudden pressure sends electricity shooting through my body, zapping down to my toes before it comes back up to pool between my legs.

My back arches.

I can feel the slickness building at my core, and it makes me squirm.

I’ve always been self-conscious of how turned on I get. How wet I get.

The kiss alone was enough to ready my body for him. And this…

Dom slides his tongue over my hardened nipple.

This has me dripping.

“Your tits are perfect.” Dominic moves to the other breast, proving he means it by sucking on the peak like it’s giving him life.

I start tugging at Dom’s shirt. “I wanna see them.” I try to get to his shirt buttons, but he’s bent over too far. “Please, Dom.” I keep my voice quiet, but I keep pulling at the shirt. “Can I see them?”

He lifts his head. “See what?”

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