Chapter 21
DOMINIC
O ne word from her lips, and I pulled her lips to mine by the ring on her collar. One day, I was going to put a leash on it and ask my tigress to crawl for me. Hopefully in her mask.
Her soft lips brushed against mine. My mind flashed white, and ecstasy flooded my blood as her taste exploded in my mouth. I clutched her closer and pushed my tongue in deeper, fucking her mouth the way I wanted to fuck her sweet, sweet pussy.
I wanted to lick and bite and taste every inch of her glorious skin. Considering she was only in her tank top and sweatpants, every inch of her curves and her well-honed muscles molded against mine, making my cock strain against my pants, weeping with the need to be buried deep inside her.
I moved down her throat, pulling the little slip of her sleeve aside, baring her shoulder to me and arching her neck by the back of her head to get better access, causing her to whimper. “Dominic.”
My name coming from her lips had my cock pulsing and precum spurting from my tip. “What is it, baby?” I asked, nipping across her shoulder, tasting her skin.
Her fingers tightened on my shirt, and I all but threw her on the bed. But instead, she pulled back and asked, “Can…Can I take a quick shower?”
My cock throbbed with the thought of a naked Samaira in my shower.
And I slammed down on my knees, kissing and licking every inch of her covered body, nuzzling between her legs like a man starved for an eternity.
I looked up at her from down on my knees, lowering her sweatpants slightly to lick at her abs, pleading with her with my eyes. “Tell me to join you.”
Her cheeks flushed as her lips parted. Her chest heaved as she clutched the collar of my shirt, her eyes burning me with hunger and desire. “Join me.”
I jumped to my feet, carrying her in my arms, making her shriek and giggle. “Oh my god. You can’t lift me, Dominic.”
Her legs wrapped around my hips as I supported her ass in one hand while I held her waist with the other, kissing her. “Clearly, I can.”
She licked the side of my throat, moaning my name. Her eyes shone with mischief. “I’ll break your back. I’ve heard bones weaken with ag…”
“Don’t you dare finish that sentence, Maira.”
“Age.”
A harsh chuckle escaped my lips as I stepped inside the shower and put her down. “You’re going to get punished for that.”
She trembled as I stepped closer to her. I loved how she responded to my words. “Arms up.”
Her eyes darkened, and her chest heaved. But she obeyed.
My cock jerked at her obedience, releasing so much precum I could feel it sliding down the length of my cock. I knew it in my bones that if I asked her to drop to her knees, she’d do it without question. But I didn’t need her on her knees today. I needed her taste on my tongue .
Silently, I grabbed her thick tank top and removed it.
My eyes tracked every inch of skin that she revealed.
She wasn’t soft and dainty. She was all hard edges and bulging muscles.
She had abs that glistened with sweat. She had swagger and confidence that made my dick hard.
She had hair that I wanted to wrap around my fist when I fucked her.
She had dirt streaking her skin from our fight.
She was raw and honest; she was powerful and vulnerable; she was protective and stubborn.
She was everything my heart desired and my soul needed to feel complete.
My fingers traced every single line of her well-defined muscles, committing them to memory.
I unzipped the front of her sports bra, my heart beating out of my chest in anticipation.
The moment her sports bra pulled open, her glorious tits pushed out, and I nearly crumpled to my knees. “You’re fucking stunning, baby.”
“Touch me, Dominic.” Samaira leaned against the wall of the shower, her neck arched back, her tits pushed up to me, desire flushing her cheeks red.
“Your wish is my command.” I wrapped my arms around her waist and leaned down, nuzzling at the softness of her breasts, breathing in her scent. She smelled of oranges and a hint of sweat, adrenaline, and raw power, of the woman who took a bullet for me.
I looked at the bandage covering her arm where the bullet had grazed her. I pressed soft kisses around the covered area, trying to take the pain away. “You have no idea how much I hate seeing this.”
“It’s okay. Doesn’t even hurt all that much.” Her voice was soft as she trembled in my arms. “Just make me feel good, Dominic.”
Her words were my undoing. I pulled her nipple between my lips, my mouth watering at the way her soft skin melted over my tongue. Her dusky-brown nipple pebbled in my mouth, and my precum soaked my briefs. Her moans spurred me on as I pushed my leg between hers, giving her my thigh to grind on.
She was a writhing, beautiful mess in my arms and very close to coming. Quickly, I stopped, needing to feel her come on my tongue. She whimpered at the loss of my mouth on her tits. “Soon, baby. Need to see all of you.”
I dropped to my knees and removed her sweatpants and underwear in one go, leaving her completely naked.
Her golden-brown skin shone under the warm light, highlighting every cut of her muscles.
The black and red tiger on her arm undulated as she flexed her biceps, the bandage from her wound giving her that striking, badass edge.
The veins on her forearm popped as she raised her arm over her head, showing off every inch of her lethal beauty.
“Stop flexing, Maira. I’m already obsessed with you. ”
Her lips were curved in a smile as she winked at me and proceeded to put her foot on my knee. She arched her spine even further, pushing her tits up and flexing her thighs. Her pussy was entirely bare, and my mouth watered at the way her juices coated her entirely, also running down her thighs.
I held her foot and slowly moved my palm over her calf. When I reached the back of her knee, she let out a loud moan, the sound echoing around the room. “Let me watch that pretty pussy.” I lifted her knee and wrapped it over my shoulder, moving closer to her pussy.
“Dominic.” She whimpered my name, writhing on top of me, her hands pushing at the walls of the shower. She was completely naked while I was fully dressed. The vision of us only managed to make me harder, need hammering through my body to devour my tigress whole.
The inside of her thighs glistened with her wetness. I looked up to meet her eyes, and her cheeks were flushed as she bit her lip. Keeping my eyes on her face, I spread her lips, and her eyes rolled back .
“Eyes on me, Maira.”
Her eyes burned with need. “Good girl.”
She shuddered, and I looked at her spread pussy, and what I saw had me almost coming in my pants. I had to squeeze the base of my cock through my pants to stop myself from ejaculating. “Fuck, baby,” I exhaled. “Look how wet you are. Is this all for me?”
I spread her juices all over her pretty little pussy with my thumb, making her moan and whimper. Her scent was all woman and earthy musk, all power and submission rolled into droplets of fucking heaven. I brushed my nose along her seam, breathing in deep, my chest thundering with blinding need.
I nuzzled into her crotch, soaking my face with her wetness, coating my face in the proof of her need. Need for me. I wasn’t kidding when I told her I needed to worship her. To drown in her. She was my goddess of vengeance, and I was a dying man at her altar.
“I’m glad I didn’t turn on the shower right away.” I pressed my lips to the apex of her thighs, dragging my tongue all the way from her little rosebud at the back to the top of her clit, her thighs tightening around my shoulder. “Fuck, I would’ve never forgiven myself if I’d missed out on this.”
“You’re making me crazy, Dominic. Please, please, please, give me more.” Her hand moved from the wall of the shower to the back of my head, clutching my hair like her life depended on it.
I licked her pussy again, her taste exploding on my tongue, making me dizzy with want. “What were you saying about my age, baby? I’ll show you how strong my knees are for my age.”
“No, please.” She pulled my hair hard, trying to push me deeper into her.
I moved away from her and gave a sharp slap to her clit.
Her shriek rang in the room, echoing off the walls and wrapping around my cock. “You might be in control outside, but here, I’m the one in charge.”
I gave her another sharp slap on her wet cunt, and she shuddered above me, a sob escaping her lips. Her pussy gushed so much wetness. I latched on to her to capture it all on my tongue, not wanting to waste a single drop on the floor.
She went to putty in my arms, her body going lax at my tone.
Her obedience, her response to my every touch, her shuddering body every time I dragged my tongue around her clit, had blood pounding through my veins.
I looked up to find her eyes drunk on submission, her chest heaving with the strain of holding herself up on one leg.
“I need you to come in my mouth, baby. Need to feel your taste exploding on my tongue.”
My mouth was back on her pussy as I pushed my tongue in her opening, drowning myself in her taste.
My body shuddered as she gushed in my mouth, my hands tightening on her thighs, knowing I was going to leave my marks etched on her skin.
My balls were so full, so fucking tight and heavy, and I was dying to jerk myself.
My cock throbbed and jerked and ached. It ached so fucking much that I was on the verge of madness.
The need to stroke myself, to relieve the sharp ache, had me moaning into her opening.
The vibration from my mouth had her writhing on my face, her thighs threatening to squeeze my throat. I had to hold her steady by pushing my hand against her hips. I fucked her with my tongue, licking around her clit in a rhythmic motion, thrusting into her opening at every upward stroke.