Chapter Six
Evie:
I feel like I’m going to pass out.
Dominic’s mouth is relentless, licking and sucking at my most sensitive places, and my body is shuddering with the aftershocks of pleasure.
I can’t breathe. I can’t think. All I can do is feel.
“Dominic,” I whimper, not knowing whether it’s a plea or a protest.
My whole body is trembling, and my mind is a mess. He’s unraveling me. And I’m helpless to stop it.
“Please,” I beg. “Please, I can’t...”
“You can,” he growls, his breath hot against my slick folds. “And you will. Come for me again, doll. Soak my face with your sweet cream.”
“Oh, god,” I gasp.
But he’s not stopping. His tongue is driving me insane, and the stubble on his jaw is scraping against my sensitive skin, sending shivers through me.
I’m so close. I can feel it building inside me, like a tidal wave of pleasure, threatening to crash down and drown me.
I think I’ve lost count of the number of orgasms he’s given me, my fuzzy brain making it difficult to even comprehend numbers right now, and yet it still doesn’t seem to be enough for him.
“Dominic,” I moan, my fingers clawing at the worn fabric of the couch, desperate for something to anchor me. “I need... oh, god...”
“You need to come for me,” he growls.
“Yes,” I gasp. “God, yes. Please...”
He groans into my slick heat, his tongue driving me closer and closer to the edge.
“Dominic, please, please...”
“Come for me, doll. Now.”
His fingers dig into my ass as he holds me in place, and my body responds instantly, surrendering to his command.
A cry rips from my throat as I come apart, the world exploding around me. It’s too much. It’s not enough. It’s everything.
I’m gasping and trembling as the waves of pleasure ebb, and Dominic lifts me off him.
Gently, he settles me in his lap, pulling my weak body against his, wrapping his strong arms around me.
In this moment, with my smaller body going limp against his powerful frame, I really do feel like a doll.
His pet name for me suddenly feels incredibly accurate.
“Good girl,” he murmurs, kissing the top of my head.
His hard cock presses against my ass cheeks, reminding me of the fact that while he’s made me come multiple times, his own needs have been woefully neglected.
I shift in his lap, bringing a hand between us to trace my fingertips over the impressive bulge. He lets out a low growl. The animalistic sound sends a shiver through me, and I grow bolder, running the palm of my hand over the outline of his entire length.
“Take it out, Evie,” he commands, his voice ragged.
I drag my eyes from the tent in his pants up to his face and moan softly. His mouth and chin are coated in my juices, and yet he makes no move to clean himself up. It’s almost like he enjoys being covered with my pleasure. The sight of him like that makes my spent pussy clench.
With Dominic’s help, I change position, so I’m straddling his thighs.
My hands shake slightly as I undo his belt and the button of his pants, and the metallic sound of the zipper is loud in the quiet room.
His cock springs free, and I stare at the thick length of flesh for a moment, trying to take it in. God, he’s huge. My hand looks so tiny next to his cock, and I wonder if he’s actually going to fit inside me.
I can’t help but reach out and touch him, sliding my fingers up and down the hot, velvety skin of his shaft. He lets out a low growl, and the sound spurs me on. I wrap my hand around his cock, gripping him firmly. He’s so big, my fingers can’t even meet.
I start to stroke him, slowly at first, then picking up speed as I find a rhythm. His groans grow louder, and his hips buck up, thrusting his cock into my hand.
“That feels so good, Evie,” he groans, his eyes closing as he drops his head back against the couch cushions. “Don’t stop, doll. I want you to make me come with your hot little hand.”
The dirty talk spurs me on, and I stroke him faster, feeling his cock throb in my palm.
“God, Dominic,” I gasp, unable to tear my eyes away from his thick length. “You’re so... I mean, your cock is just...”
“You like it?” he growls, his tone full of dark satisfaction.
“Yes,” I whisper, flicking my thumb over the swollen head.
“Good. Because this big cock is all yours, doll. And soon, I’m going to bury it inside you and fuck you senseless.”
His words make my core clench with desire, and I moan softly, tightening my grip on him.
I keep stroking his cock, twisting my wrist as I run my palm up and down his hard length, and I can feel his muscles tensing as he draws closer to his climax.
But it’s not enough. I need more.
So I release my hold on him and slide down off his lap, settling on my knees in front of him.
“What are you doing, doll?” he asks, his eyes popping open. As he glances down at me, the questioning expression on his face is combined with a dark, hungry lust that makes my pussy throb.
“You had your lunch, Dominic,” I say, surprised by how breathy my voice sounds. “It’s my turn now.”
Before he can respond, I lean forward and run my tongue along the underside of his cock.
“Oh, fuck,” he groans, his eyes locked on me. “Fuck, doll, yes. Take my cock in your pretty little mouth.”
His words make me moan, and I wrap my lips around the swollen head, sucking gently. The salty, masculine taste of him is like nothing I’ve ever experienced, and I find myself wanting more.
I slide my lips down his shaft, taking him deeper into my mouth. His size is intimidating, and I struggle to accommodate even half of him, but the desperate moans and curses falling from his lips are worth the effort.
It might be my first time doing this, but I’m determined to please him just as intensely as he’s pleasured me so far today.
“Evie,” he growls, his fingers sliding into my hair, urging me on. “Oh, fuck, doll. Your mouth is fucking incredible.”
His praise spurs me on, and I begin bobbing up and down on his cock, stroking him with one hand as I suck and lick him.
The sounds he’s making are so sinful and dirty that it makes my head spin. The fact that I am the one making these noises emerge from Dominic Vance, the city’s richest, most powerful man, seems impossible. And yet here we are.
I lose track of time as I worship his cock, the musky taste of him filling my mouth and making my head spin. My jaw starts to ache, and the position I’m in is uncomfortable, but none of it matters. All that matters is making him come.
“Oh, god,” he growls. “I’m close, Evie. Are you ready to swallow my cum, doll?”
I nod, moaning around his shaft, and he grunts, his fingers tightening in my hair.
“Fuck,” he groans. “Yes, Evie. Oh, fuck, I’m coming...”
He lets out a low, animalistic noise as his cock pulses in my mouth, shooting thick ropes of cum onto my tongue.
I swallow eagerly, savoring the taste of him. His fingers grip my hair almost painfully as he empties himself, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm.
When he’s finally spent, he releases his hold on me, his hand falling limply to his side. I lift my head, looking up at him. His eyes are closed, and his breathing is ragged. It’s a look of pure bliss on his face, and the knowledge that I was the one to put it there makes my heart skip a beat.
I crawl back up onto his lap, resting my head against his shoulder, and his arms immediately wrap around me, holding me close.
“God, Evie,” he murmurs, nuzzling my hair. “That was incredible.”
“Was it?” I ask, a slight hint of anxiety creeping into my voice.
“Of course it was,” he replies, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. “You were amazing, doll. So fucking perfect.”
I can’t help the blush that spreads across my cheeks, and I burrow further into his embrace, enjoying the warmth and safety of his strong arms.
“I don’t think I can wait any longer, doll. I need to take you, Need to make you mine properly.”
A shiver runs through me.
“What about work?” I ask, even as the need to be with him grows stronger.
“Fuck work,” he growls, nipping at my earlobe. “I’m taking you home with me right now, Evie. And I’m going to claim your sweet virgin cunt with a big load of my seed.”
I moan, the sound muffled by his broad chest. The idea is insane. Ridiculous.
But it also makes my entire body tremble with anticipation.
“Let’s go,” he growls. “Now.”
“But...“
“Now.”
There’s no arguing with that commanding tone.
So instead, I nod, lifting my head and looking up into his eyes.
“Okay, Dominic. Let’s go.”