Page 45 of The Fate Philosophy


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My body shook at his words. “I…” He rolled his hips again, drawing a sound from me. “Already can’t…” I was breathless, panting between his thrusts. “Feel my legs.”

He laughed against my ear. He removed his hand from my throat and let it skate down my body slowly. He brushed his fingers across my hardened nipple, causing me to shudder. Finally, he cupped my core, his fingers resting just above my center.

“Give me one more, baby.” He pushed deep, pausing again. His finger circled delicately, causing my head to fall back against his shoulder.

“I can’t.” I could. I wanted to. But I liked the way he reacted to my denial too much to admit it.

He moved his hand away. A second later it came back down, smacking across my clit hard. “What was that?”

The jolt of the sting had my body spasming. He wrapped his free arm around my waist, holding me still. Nobody had ever done that to me before, smacked me there. The sting was electrifying– stimulating. The same feeling I had when he bit me.

I tensed as his palm moved away, and yelped as his hand came down on me a second time, that fire shooting through my core. “You gonna give me another one, baby girl? I want to feel you come around my cock again. Can you be a good girl and do that for me?”

He spanked my clit again.

“Yes!” I cried. “Yes.”

He rubbed his palm across me, soothing the sting, just as he’d done before with his tongue. He began fucking me faster than he had yet in this position. He was going deeper. Harder. He circled my clit with his finger in the same tempo he thrust into me with his cock. I could feel myself climbing, nearing that edge.

As if he felt it too, he picked up his pace. I began meeting his thrusts with my hips, desperate for more sensation. Desperate to be closer to him. Entwined with him. He was whispering things in my ear, but I couldn’t make them out. I couldn’t hear. My eyes squeezed shut, I couldn’t see. I realized I’d reached back and gripped his hips, feeling the movement of them as he drilled into me. I knew my nails were digging into his skin, but I couldn’t feel it.

I could only feel him. Inside me. That spot he was hitting and how it mixed with the sensation of his fingers outside of me. Suddenly, I felt his teeth in my shoulder as he bit down on my skin, and I erupted. I couldn’t hear my screams, but I felt my throat bellowing. I could feel myself spilling onto him. I could feel myself shattering around him. My entire body went slack as he held me up. His arm around my waist tightened and he pulled me against his chest.

All words. Thoughts. Sounds– were foreign to me. Everything except his name as I tried to fight through my clouded vision and my starry haze. I could feel my body trembling with the aftermath of that final orgasm. My fingers dug into his hips, and I realized they were still moving.

“Fuck, Mace.Fuck.” The sound of his voice brought me back to earth. I felt him pull out of me, almost all the way, before thrusting one final time. I trembled against him, my hips tightening as he paused. I could feel his pulsating cock inside me as his body tensed and he spilled himself.

His lips crawled along my jaw. “You’ve ruined me,” he whispered against my skin.Neither of us could move as we both breathed hard. He’d sat back on his knees and brought me down on top of him as if he hadn’t been ready for us to disconnect just yet. Truthfully, I wasn’t either. My head was still against his shoulder, and I turned just slightly so I could face him. He looked down at the same time, our eyes meeting. We stared into each other, his rich brown eyes swirling with smoke and flame. The expression in them burned through me, intimate and raw.

And I knew then, I was ruined too.

Chapter 16

Iwasn’tsurewhereI was within that dream world, but it was somewhere warm. Warmer than any dream I’d had in months.

As my consciousness began to take over, I realized the source of that warmth wasn’t my dreams. It was real. It had all been real.

He shifted, his arm that was draped over my waist tugged me tighter against him. The front of his body molded to the back of mine, and I tried to think through my lust-induced haze as I felt his long, thick, hardness pressing into the small of my back.

There was nothing I could do about that this morning, if the dull ache between my legs was any indication. A delicious ache. An ache I wouldn’t mind dealing with over and over again.

Dom shifted again, some kind of grumble coming out of his beautiful mouth. For some reason I couldn’t explain, I tried to keep my breathing steady. I closed my eyes, pretending to still be asleep. His fingers drew small circles across my skin. I savored the feeling of it, of all of him, as he began moving his lips against my back, up my neck, and along my jaw.

I kept my eyes closed as I felt him sit up on his elbow and brush a stray piece of hair away from my forehead. “Pretty girl,” he whispered quietly before brushing his lips against that spot.

My chest fluttered, and I wanted so badly to turn over and drink in a sleepy, bed-headed, early morning Dominic Evans, so that I could burn that image into my memory, since I was fairly certain I’d never see it again.

But that thought made my stomach plummet, and I kept my eyes closed because I knew that if I allowed myself to see him—to savor him—I may never be able to let him go.

And I knew that I would need to.

I let Dom stay the night last night because after we finished, I realized it was after midnight, and I didn’t want him driving home in a post-orgasm exhaustion because I didn’t want to live with the guilt of him crashing his fancy-ass car.

I told him that bluntly, and he, even more brazenly, told me he never planned on leaving to begin with.

Keeping my eyes closed, I heard Dom quietly get out of bed. I heard the shuffling of clothes, and the calculatedly silent footsteps that led toward the hallway, before the click of my bedroom door shutting closed.

I wasn’t quite sure how I’d let things go so far. I only intended to tease him back in the same way he was teasing me. And somehow that led to me confessing to him my deepest sexual desires, which in turn led to a breath-stealing kiss, and multiple soul-shattering orgasms, when he eagerly fulfilled those desires I’d been too afraid to speak to anyone about.

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