Chapter Ten
Evie:
Dominic’s lips on mine are soft but demanding, and all thoughts of what’s right or wrong fly out of my mind. His touch feels like a brand, a possessive claim.
A low groan rumbles in his chest as he deepens the kiss, his tongue slipping between my parted lips.
“I need you,” he murmurs.
He doesn’t need to say it. The hard ridge of his cock against my stomach is a pretty clear indication of his desire.
His hands are all over me, sliding up and down my body, pulling my skirt up around my waist. He cups my ass, squeezing roughly, and a low moan escapes my throat.
“Tell me you’re mine, doll,” he whispers, his lips moving to my ear.
“I’m yours,” I reply, breathless.
And there’s no hesitation anymore. Everything he’s done has shown me that he loves me. He wants me. Dominic isn’t going anywhere, and now I feel safe giving myself to him completely.
His hands are on my hips, pushing me back until my ass hits the edge of his desk. His lips find mine again, hungry and demanding. He lifts me up onto the desk, stepping between my parted legs, and I can feel his erection pressing against my core.
I let out a soft moan, reaching around to grip his ass cheeks and pull him closer, as if I can’t bear the slightest bit of distance between our bodies.
“I’m not sure we should be doing this here,” I say breathlessly as Dominic trails kisses down my throat. His hands are already working the buttons of my blouse open, his hungry kisses moving down to the swell of my breasts. “What if somebody walks in and sees us?”
But even as I’m expressing my concerns, I’m cupping the back of his head and arching my back, pushing my breasts against his face.
“Then they’ll get one hell of a view before I tell them to get the fuck out of here,” he replies, his voice low and husky.
My nipples are hard, and when his teeth graze over one through the fabric of my bra, I gasp.
“I love these,” he groans, palming both breasts and squeezing them. He pulls the cups of my bra down, exposing the soft mounds of flesh, and I can’t stop the low moan that escapes my throat. “They’re fucking perfect.”
His tongue swirls around each nipple in turn, his stubble scratching against my skin, before he sucks one into his mouth.
“Oh god,” I whisper, clutching his shoulders, my nails digging into the fabric of his suit.
His hand slides between my legs, stroking my pussy through the thin fabric of my panties.
“Jesus, Evie, you’re soaked,” he growls.
He tugs the crotch of my panties to the side and slips a finger inside me, teasing my entrance.
I’m panting, writhing under his touch. I want more. Need more.
“Please,” I whimper.
He gives me a devilish grin. “Please what, doll?”
I bite my lip, looking up at him. “Fuck me,” I whisper. “Breed me. I want your baby inside me, Dominic.”
He groans, and his lips crash against mine.
He rips my panties off, the sound of fabric tearing loud in the quiet room.
I fumble with his belt, pulling it open and unfastening his pants. I reach inside, grasping his cock and stroking him.
He hisses through his teeth, closing his eyes. “Fuck, Evie,” he moans.
“Please,” I say again, desperate.
He wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me close, until I’m practically hanging off the edge of his desk, and I wrap my legs around his hips.
He guides his cock to my entrance, teasing the tip through my folds, and then thrusts deep inside me.
“Oh god,” I gasp, wrapping my arms around him.
“Mine,” he growls, burying his face in the crook of my neck.
He begins to move, his pace slow and steady. His hands roam all over my body, touching and teasing, driving me crazy.
“More,” I plead, arching my back.
“Anything for you, doll,” he rasps.
He speeds up, his thrusts getting harder and faster. The desk creaks underneath us, but I don’t care. I don’t care if the whole damn building hears us. All I care about is Dominic. The feeling of him filling me, stretching me, the sounds he makes, the scent of him surrounding me.
“Did you mean it, Evie? Do you really want me to knock you up?”
“Yes!” I cry out.
“Do you have any idea what it would do to me to watch you grow big and round with my baby? To watch your tits swell and leak with milk. To see you become even more beautiful, carrying my child. It would be fucking heaven.”
“God, Dominic,” I gasp.
He kisses me fiercely, and I’m overwhelmed by his passion.
“I want that too,” I whisper. “I want it all with you.”
He growls and fucks me harder, his movements almost frantic. His fingers dig into my hips, holding me in place.
“You’re so tight, doll. You feel so good. I’m going to fill you with my cum and give you the baby you want. Then everyone will know you’re mine. All fucking mine.”
I can feel my orgasm building, a familiar pressure coiling in my belly.
“I’m going to come,” I gasp, clutching at his shoulders.
“Do it, doll. Come for me. Let me feel it. Let me feel your hot, wet little cunt milking my dick.”
He thrusts deep, and I come apart.
My orgasm crashes through me, sending waves of pleasure rolling over my body. I throw my head back and cry out, unable to contain the sounds.
“Fuck,” he grunts, burying his face in the crook of my neck.
He thrusts hard, and I feel his cock pulsing as he comes inside me. He holds me close, his arms wrapped tightly around me.
“You’re mine,” he whispers, his voice rough. “Always. I love you, Evie.”
I wrap my arms around his neck, clinging to him even as a wide smile spreads across my face.
“I love you too, Dominic. And I can’t wait to start a family with you.”
He grins. “I’ll be putting a ring on your finger soon enough too, doll. I’m not letting you go.”
“Good,” I reply, tilting my head and kissing him deeply.
Because I don’t ever want him to let me go.