Chapter 21 #2
Her hand clutched my hand that held her hip, her nails digging into my skin, sending pinpricks of pain shooting down my arm. It only added to the pleasure pounding through my veins. She was so fucking wet. I inserted two of my fingers in her dripping opening as I continued to lick around her clit.
The moment I moved my fingers in a come-hither motion in tandem with flicking her clit with my tongue, she tightened around my fingers as her body arched into an orgasm.
Pleasure slammed through my veins as I watched her back arch in pleasure.
Her eyes rolled back into her head, tears sliding down her cheeks.
Her mouth dropped open in a small O, and she moaned so brokenly, her juices sliding down my fingers.
It was when she pushed my fingers into her even deeper, holding me inside her as she cried beautifully over me and shuddered around me, that my balls tightened and my cock exploded into a blinding rush of pleasure.
My mouth latched on to one of her fingers at her pussy, needing to feel her in my mouth as my hips jerked and rolled as my orgasm rocketed through me like an earthquake, shifting and realigning my life, drowning me in pleasure like I’d never felt before, utterly ruining me for any other woman.
I panted on my knees, my face covered in her sweetness, as I caught my breath.
Slowly, I got back up on my feet, licking and tasting her sweat-soaked skin.
I took in her face, the streaks of tears on her cheeks making her look wrecked and ruined.
A beautiful mess. A debauched goddess. I licked her tears, and they tasted like mine.
I brushed her hair behind her ears and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Let me get the shower started.”
She nodded, and I moved around to turn on the knobs of the rain shower, setting the temperature to high. Water rained down on me, soaking my clothes. But I didn’t give a fuck.
I turned on several knobs along the wall that started to spray warm jets of water on our bodies. Her moan had me turning around to find her face turned up to the water, wearing a soft, relaxed smile. Water sluiced down her body, making me want to follow the droplets with my tongue.
“This is heaven, Dominic.”
I watched the gentle smile on her face, and my lethal tigress looked as soft as a kitten. I wanted to wrap her in my arms and run my fingers through her beautiful, dark hair. I simply couldn’t take my eyes off her. “It is, sweetheart. ”
She opened her eyes and looked down at me. A smile tugged at her lips. “Are you planning to take off your clothes?”
“You only had to ask, baby.” Slowly, I removed my shirt, one button at a time, enjoying the way her eyes followed my fingers. Loving the way they lingered on my chest.
I clicked open my belt and dragged it out of my pants, relishing her heated gaze on me.
My cock stirred in my pants, and her eyes heated as she noticed the effect she had on me. But it was when I pulled off my briefs that her eyes went wide as she took in the evidence of what her coming in my mouth did to me. “Is that…?”
Her chest heaved as she placed a hand on the wall beside her. I couldn’t help but chuckle at her reaction. “I was barely holding on when I tasted you on my tongue. But I couldn’t hold back when you came on my fingers.”
Once I was completely naked, I let her continue her perusal. She was tall and muscular, but I was taller and wider. From a woman who’d honed her body to be a deadly predator, her admiration for my body had me preening on the inside.
Her eyes followed me as I plucked the shampoo from a rack and stepped behind her.
Gently, I washed her hair, and she all but melted into me.
All of her soft curves lined up with my hard body, my now plump cock slipping between her tight, round cheeks, flooding me with warmth and that soft churning of arousal.
Once I’d washed her hair, I softly washed her body, suds of soap slipping between our bodies as we kissed each other.
Hot water washed away the entire day as I kept reminding myself that she was all right.
My hands roamed over her body, feeling her strength.
I clutched her hair and turned her face so she looked at me.
Water rained down over us, and I traced the droplets on her cheek, running my thumb along her lips.
“You’re breathtaking. And you’re mine. ”
She ran her fingers over my chest and stared back at me with just as much possession. “And you?”
I brushed my lips over hers. “Only yours.”
She pulled me down and took my lips in hers, sealing her fate with mine. I bit her lip and nipped her jaw, whispering in her ear, “I’m going to show you how much all through the night, baby.”
She giggled as I grabbed the towel from the rack outside the shower stall. I quickly wiped myself and helped her pat her hair dry. I wrapped her in a big, fluffy robe and grabbed the hair dryer from under my sink, dragging her to the bed.
I took a seat along the headboard and plugged in the hair dryer. I widened my legs and patted the spot between my thighs.
Her eyes moved to my slightly open towel, giving her a glimpse of my cock. I pulled her by the hand and got her seated between my legs with a big smile on my face. “You’ll get my cock after your hair is dry. Can’t have you falling sick.”
She lightly wrapped her fingers around my knee, her voice soft as an angel as she whispered, “Thank you.”
“For what, baby? Drying your hair?” I turned on the dryer and started to dry the strands.
Her voice was barely audible under the noise of the dryer, but I heard it. “For taking care of me.”
I shut off the dryer for a second and pressed a kiss to her head. “Always.”
Her head shook slightly as her fingers tightened around my knees. Before she could try to put any walls between us, I turned on the blow-dryer to the max and kept drying her hair.
I dried them until every strand of her beautiful, dark brown hair slid through my fingers like silk. One day, I was going to wrap them around my fist and feed her my cock. I put away the hair dryer and brushed her hair with my fingers for a few minutes, giving her a massage on her shoulders .
I gently tilted her head and pressed a kiss to the side of her neck, only to find her already dozing off.
My heart gave a painful squeeze against my ribs while simultaneously gushing with so much fucking warmth that I had to clutch my chest, struggling to fucking deal with the softest ache I’d ever felt.
I pressed another light kiss, this time to the back of her head, and gently helped Samaira settle more comfortably.
I turned off the lights, placed a glass of water beside her, then walked to my closet.
I dressed in a pair of sweatpants, got on the other side of the bed, and instantly smelled my shampoo in her hair.
I couldn’t help but stare at how peaceful she looked sleeping.
Samaira’s soft snores filled the air, and it almost had me chuckling.
She was so adorable and loud as she slept.
I moved slightly closer to her so I could see her better and feel the soft heat of her body.
I so badly wanted to pull her into my arms and sleep wrapped around her body, breathing in her scent. My arms ached to do just that, but I didn’t want to without her permission.
But something magical happened as her light snores stopped and she moved in her sleep.
She turned around and shuffled closer to me, as if her body was yearning for the warmth of my body.
I stayed still, not breathing even a little as she slowly wrapped one of her legs over my hip and placed her palm right on top of my chest. She grumbled something low in her sleep and pushed her face against my throat.
My arms trembled as I pressed my hand low on her back and pushed her into me, pulling her closer against me.
My eyes watered, a shaky breath escaping my chest as my heart settled. Because for the first time in my life, a woman had slept in my arms, and I finally felt at home.