45. Chapter Forty-Four
Chapter Forty-Four
Dominic
Thankfully, she doesn't try talking again, apart from muttering curses and moaning my name while I strip her clothes from her body and lay her down on my bed.
Shucking off my jogging bottoms, I crawl onto the bed, leaning over her, peppering kisses along her body as I go until we're face-to-face.
Her eyes run down my body as her hands trail up my sides, sloping over my shoulders.
"Maybe it's about time you let someone else take control," she whispers, hooking her leg around my hips and using her hold on me to flip us over.
My back hits the mattress as she swivels herself onto my lap, settling her bare cunt over my cock, and sending shivers through my body.
"You're so used to being in charge of everything, aren't you?"
I nod, licking my lips as my eyes roam over her naked body sitting atop mine.
"You need to realise that sometimes, when things are out of your control, it doesn't always end in disaster," she mutters, leaning over me, her hair brushing against the taut muscles of my stomach as she places her soft, full lips on my skin.
"Holy shit," I breathe, eagerly watching her as she drags her lips down my stomach.
My breath hitches when her lips brush against the twitching tip of my cock, and when her tongue swipes across each of my piercings, my eyes roll into the back of my head. I reach out for her, wanting to tangle my fingers through her hair.
She moves away from my grasp, shaking her head and tutting at me.
"You're not the one in control here, Dom," she drawls, dragging her fingers over my length. "Keep your hands to yourself, or I'll have to come up with more creative ways of keeping them off of me."
Narrowing my eyes at her, I move my hands behind my head, relaxing back onto the bed as my stomach trembles beneath her touch.
"So far, I'm still not liking that I'm not in control," I complain,
She smirks, crawling backwards until her mouth hovers over my dick, warm breath skating across my skin.
My eyes stay trained on her as she takes my cock in her hand and leans forward, eyes connecting with mine, as she languorously licks the entire underside like she's savouring every inch of me.
Her tongue bumps over each piercing with added pressure, and I hiss through clenched teeth as I watch my dick jump in her hand, pre-cum leaking from the tip.
She makes her way back up my length, and she smirks up at me a second before she wraps her lips around me and swallows me whole. Her eyes watering as I bump against the back of her throat.
When she swallows around me, I sink my teeth into my bottom lip and twist my fingers together beneath my head to keep myself from shouting out in pleasure.
This woman will be the death of me.
Not only has she got me here, willingly giving over control, but she's literally sucking the life out of me, and I'm enjoying it far more than I ever could've imagined I would.
"Little viper, I'm not going to last long if you keep up with this," I groan, looking down at her with pleading eyes. She continues, though, bobbing her head up and down, suctioning her lips around me, and twisting her hand around the base of my dick.
Her throat constricts around me once more before she slowly lifts her head, dragging the pad of her tongue up the length of my cock before letting it pop out of her mouth.
She swirls her tongue around the tip of my dick before swiping it over the slit in the middle, collecting my obvious arousal into her mouth, moaning as she crawls over my body.
"Who knew someone so bad could taste so good," she whispers, licking her lips as her legs settle on either side of my hips. Her hands rest beside my head, between the bends of my arms that are still locked behind my head.
Desire burns in her piercing green eyes as she stares down at me, hair draping around us both.
She leans down, lips brushing mine. I lift my head, trying to capture her lips, but she pulls back and shakes her head.
"I'm in control, remember?" she says, dropping her hips slightly so her pussy rests directly on top of my dick.
My jaw drops, and an anguished groan drops out of my mouth.
Fuck this.
I can't hold back any longer.
Waiting until she leans back down again, I quickly snatch my hands out from under me, wrap them around her, and bend my legs, using them to flip us back over so she's lying beneath me.
Snatching her wrists in my hands, I pin them above her head and thrust my hips forward, sliding my dick through her arousal, and soaking my length in a matter of seconds.
"I like having control of things, and that includes you," I tell her, holding her wrists in one hand and moving my other one between us. My fingers slip across my dick as I line it up at her entrance, eyes glued to hers as I slowly push myself inside.
Her head tips back, her eyes flutter, and her nostrils flare as she shakily gasps. Her hands twist above her head as she tries to find something to cling to.
"Dom, please," she pleads, lifting her hips, trying to force more of my dick inside of her.
"Seems like someone's desperate for me," I tease, leaning down and running my nose between her breasts and up to the bottom of her neck, placing a kiss between her collarbones. "Can we agree that we're done talking now?"
I thrust my hips forward, sliding another inch inside of her, teeth sinking into my lip to keep myself from losing control.
"No, we're—"
Pressing my thumb against her clit, I circle it around, smirking when she stops talking, and tremors run through her body as her nipples stiffen to peaks before me.
"Are we done talking, Alicia?" I ask again, struggling to hold myself back for much longer.
She nods her head, whimpering as she circles her hips, lifting them, desperately seeking more of my cock.
"Yes," she cries out. "Yes. We're done talking."
A shuddering breath releases from my chest as I slam into her, pausing for a beat to soak in the ecstasy shooting through my veins from the feeling of her inner walls trembling around me, holding me in a death grip, as a guttural moan rips out of her mouth.
Releasing my grip from her wrists, I move both hands to her hips, lifting them from the bed slightly. Her hands reach for my shoulders, nails anchoring themselves into my skin as I pummel into her, propelling my hips forward at a brutal pace.
Tingling starts up at the base of my spine, spreading through my gut as I grow closer to the edge.
Leaning down, I capture her nipple between my teeth, flicking my tongue over it while biting down. I angle my hips to grind my pelvis against her clit, causing her to scream as she shatters before me, my own release following closely behind.
I stay buried inside of her for a few moments, enjoying the electric feeling thrumming through my veins as her body turns to mush beneath mine. When my arms start to weaken, I slowly pull myself out of her and flop down on the bed beside her.
Our heavy breaths fill the room, and I turn to look at her, admiring her pure, natural beauty as she lies there with her eyes closed and a small smile playing on her lips.
After a few minutes pass by, she sighs, eyelashes fluttering as her eyes open and she rolls onto her side, slinging her arm across my stomach as she peers up at me.
"You're not very good at learning to hand over control to someone else," she mumbles sleepily.
I chuckle, wrapping my arm around her, trailing my fingers along the ink on her spine.
"What does it say?" I ask her, pressing the pads of my fingers against the foreign words as goosebumps spread over her skin.
Her eyes droop, and she rests her head on my chest, snuggling against my body.
"It says 'love me for who I am'," she tells me, shivering as my fingers swipe back down her spine.
"Why'd you get it?"
Trailing my hand back up her spine, I massage my fingers into the knot I can feel at the bottom of her neck. She sighs, her body relaxing further.
"My mother always told me to be myself," she mumbles. "She always told me that, eventually, I'd find someone in life who would love me as I am, despite my flaws. I choose to believe one day I will."
As her breathing begins to even out, I stare down at her, the words she spoke playing on a loop inside my mind.
It's then I realise, I'm already in love with Alicia Garcia.
Everything about her is fascinating. No matter what she says or does, I'm still infatuated by her.
She may be sassy and disobedient, and she may push my buttons, but I admire her for that.
She's outspoken, she knows what she deserves, and she can't and won't be controlled.
She's her own woman, and she will do as she pleases, no matter who or what stands in her way.
I find that impressive.
It shows she's strong and independent, as well as beautiful and vicious.
She's everything I want in a woman.
I can't keep her in a box like I've tried to do.
I need to give her the freedom she wants, or I'll end up pushing her away, and although that was previously my goal, it's not anymore.
I want her by my side, and I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure that happens.