Chapter 23
Dom
Why did I fight this when she fits perfectly in my arms? When she tasted like rain and recklessness and the sweetest sin? I told her I would eat her, but really, I could get lost in her, all day and all night. I don’t want to just eat—I want to devour. I want to consume, and I can’t get enough.
“I don’t have a condom,” I whisper against her lips, my dick teasing her entrance. I won’t, not without protection.
“Bedside table, top drawer,” she commands. Strong feelings invade me, between being happy she’s prepared but completely losing my mind about anybody else getting a taste of her perfect cunt, lips, or body.
She escapes from my hold enough to grab the condom, and the emptiness she leaves behind is already too much to handle. How the fuck is just once going to be enough? Who am I kidding? It won’t.
She takes the wrapper between her teeth, expertly freeing the condom and sliding it over my dick.
“Jesus,” she whispers, training her eyes on it.
“Nah, just a dick.”
“That’s a giant dick, Dominic. It’s gonna break me in half. The condom barely fits.”
I chuckle deep in my throat. “It will not. I’ll make it feel good.”
“It. Won’t. Fit,” she says again.
I press my lips together, suppressing a laugh.
She’s so random and adorable, and I like it more than I want to admit.
I lift her face so her eyes meet mine. “We’ll make it fit.
” I lower myself so my arms are caging her face, her lips impossibly close to mine.
I take what I’ve been wanting since the night I met her and kiss her, just like I told her, committing everything to memory.
If I get to have her this once, I’m going to make it last, and I’m going to take my time.
I slide my dick in, painfully slow, letting her adjust to me.
“Dom,” she whispers against my lips, breathy and…scared?
“Do you want me to stop?” Her ice blue eyes snap to mine. “We can stop. We don’t have to do this.”
“Don’t you dare,” she spits back.
Such a contradiction. My thumb brushes her cheek. “Then why do you sound scared?” Oh no. She can’t be. “This isn’t your first time, right?”
She shakes her head. “No. Not at all. But you, um, at the risk of stroking your ego more, you’re really big, and so stupidly hot, it’s not even fair.”
I brush a strand of her damp blonde hair away from her face.
“Trust me?” I don’t know why she should; it’s not like we’ve known each other for a long time or anything like that.
But she nods before pulling me down to her and wrapping her ankles around my ass.
She presses her heels in, driving me to her entrance, and lets one of her hands roam my arm until she reaches my hand.
She holds tight to it, letting out a breath and digging her heels in again.
I let her take control of how much she wants and how she wants it. I start driving in, inch by inch, until I’m buried deep inside her, and she lets go of my lips, breathing out again. I wait, unmoving, breathing her in, allowing her the time she needs.
She starts moving her hips in circles. One, two, three, and a moan. I groan.
“Take what you need.” Her eyes find mine with irrefutable proof of her want.
She digs deeper with her heels so I drive in and out of her, picking up the pace. She taps my hand, so I lift it, and she guides it to her neck, smiling as my fingers wrap perfectly around it.
I stop for a second, the only sounds in the room our spent breathing. Her pink, swollen lips from our kisses form an ‘O’ when I squeeze, her lustful blue eyes glazed with want.
“This what does it for you, Firefly?”
Her body answers before she does, vibrating in anticipation. I push in a bit further. Her eyes close this time, fingers clutching my wrist, holding on for dear life.
I’m seated fully inside her tight body, driving in and out, hard.
“Fuck, yes,” she hisses, opening her eyes again. “Like that."
I growl as I pull out and slam myself back in. She’s perfect.
Her moans turn to screams as my groans mix with them and the wet sounds of our bodies coming together. She’s close, I can sense it. I can feel it in the way her pussy is tightening around my dick.
“Let go,” I command, and she shakes her head.
“Make me,” she spits.
I chuckle. “Gladly.” I let go of her neck for one second so I can take her leg and bend it at the knee, allowing me to get deeper.
“Fuck,” she moans between her teeth.
“Don’t move it.” I tap her thigh before bringing my hand back to her neck. “And tap my hand twice if it gets too much.”
She nods.
“I need to hear you say it.”
She nods again. “Yes, yes.” I narrow my eyes at her. This is not up for discussion; I want clear consent. “I get it. Now fuck me please.”
She takes it all as she unravels before my eyes and whispers my name.
“There it is. I’ve been waiting for you to say exactly who’s about to make you come. No Gods, no fucks, no Jesuses. Me, Dom.”
“Yes.”
I tighten my hand around her neck just a little more, and her eyes roll back before she closes them. Her pussy clenches around my dick. Hard. I don’t let up, I keep going until she relaxes against me and her orgasm is spilling between us. I pull out, getting on my knees as she gasps in protest.
“Patience.”
I slide a finger in, and she rolls her back off the bed.
“More,” she begs, so I give it to her. Two fingers, curving in, pumping in and out, swirling her cum all around. She’s soaked. “More,” she asks again.
“You greedy little thing.” I don’t mind one bit. I’ll give her the moon if she wanted.
“Yes, I’m greedy, and I want more,” she says.
I bring my thumb to her clit, pressing down on it, making her squirm under my touch. She makes me feel unstoppable—not because I have her under my hand, but because she’s honest enough to ask for what she wants…and trusts me enough to get her there.
“Oh. My—”
I slide my fingers out with a pop with a smile at her furious expression.
“I was about to come again!” she shouts, smacking my shoulder.
“And you were about to whisper someone else’s name that’s not mine, and we’re not having that today.”
Lusty baby blues search my face, but she stays silent, knowing damn well I’m right. I don’t drop her gaze, not until my fingers covered in her white, creamy arousal are in front of me, between us.
Damn, Riley. I suck one in, and she licks her lower lip, so I paint it with her cum. She smiles devilishly, sticking her tongue out, sucking her lip in and humming. This is exactly what she wanted, and I want nothing more than to watch her do it again.
My dick twitches in the rubber, pulling tight against it. I’m so hard, it hurts, and this woman will be the death of me.
“More?” I ask, and she nods, so I bring my fingers to her lips, opening her mouth and gripping her jaw. She tries to close her mouth, but I don’t let her, knowing damn well she likes it.
Fuck, she loves it, because her hand is between her legs instead of mine, finger fucking herself without wasting a second.
“You filthy, filthy girl. You like being manhandled, huh?”
She hums, saliva spilling from the corner of her mouth as her eyes close and she brings her knees up.
I tsk. “Eyes on me, Firefly.” Her eyes snap back to mine.
“You wanna come with my fingers in your mouth? Watch me while you do so.”
She pumps her fingers in, and I stroke my cock at the sight of her so ready to combust again. I refuse to come anywhere but in her pretty little cunt, though.
“You have no idea how hot you look right now.” She hums at the praise. She needs to hear the words, so I give them to her. “You’re so good at this. You’re driving me wild. Go ahead and soak those pretty fingers, Riles.”
Her teeth dig into my fingers as I let her close her mouth, and she sucks on them so hard, I don’t feel any circulation. It doesn’t matter, though, because all my blood is rushing to my dick either way.
I pull my fingers out of her mouth, bite marks all around them, as her chest rises and falls rapidly, ready to explore. I hold her wrist, pulling her hand out and groaning at the sight of her fingers coated in her arousal.
“I taste so good. You should try,” she says as I let her do the same and drag her fingers to my mouth. I suck, tasting perfection on my tongue as moans fill the space.
Riley could bring any man to his knees with her sounds, her taste, how confident she is in bed.
Good thing I’m already here. I flip her over, knees on the bed, dropping to her elbows and jutting her ass up high in the air.
Just once, right? If we’re doing this once, I need to take as much as she’s willing to give me, even if my dick keeps screaming at me to fuck her again.
I drag her to the edge of the bed so I can get on my knees again, but this time, I’m on the floor, her ass right in front of me.
“What are you doing?” she asks as I part her ass cheeks, her puckered hole accessible and perfect, just like the rest of her.
“I’m still hungry.” I drag a finger between her pussy lips, dragging arousal with me until I reach her ass.
“Dominic.”
“Is that you worried about me, or saying no because you don’t want it?
” I circle the puckered hole with two cum-coated fingers, and she moans.
“Because if it’s the latter, I’ll stop, but let me make myself clear.
I would love to eat this ass. It has been on my mind since the first time I saw you walking around in those tight yoga pants. ”
She whimpers.
“What is it gonna be?” I ask, dragging a finger around her hole again.
“Carry on,” she whispers.
“Atta girl.” I hold her ass cheeks apart, bringing my tongue to taste her.
Perfect. She yelps as I continue feasting.
I won’t stop until every inch of her has been kissed and touched by me, but damn, this moment right here might be on my mind in a loop forever.
I slide my tongue in, fighting the tightness, but she relaxes against me as I go deeper.
“Dom!” she shouts.
I chuckle against her asshole. “What? You’ve never gotten your ass eaten before?”
“Oh my—”
I slap her pussy with three fingers, and she yelps again. “I told you, no other name here.”
“Yes, daddy,” she quips.
That’s it. I can’t take it. “Goddamn it, Riley.”
She’s the one laughing now. “Two can play at this game, daddy.”
Brat.
I go back to her ass, lapping at it as if it’s my last meal. I can’t get enough of her. She will be my undoing.
She presses her ass against my mouth, bringing delicate fingers to her pussy, searching for more, but nah, it’s my turn. I’ll be the one to give it to her.
I slide two fingers in easily, her wetness spreading everywhere. Her swollen pussy welcomes them, and it’s not long before she’s exploding again, ass and pussy clenching—one around my fingers, the other around my tongue.
She drops to the bed, breathless and spent. “I can’t take it anymore.”
“Ah, Riley, give me one more, yeah?”
She groans but gets her ass back up. Her legs and arms are shaking. I climb back in bed with her as I hold her hips, digging my fingers into her flesh. She moans, backing into my hard dick. I slide in, the warmth welcoming me as we both groan in pleasure.
“You feel so good. So perfect,” I praise.
“It’s so good. So perfect,” she echoes. I lean forward, curling my hand around her throat. “Yes.”
I kiss her neck, bite her shoulder, lick her ear as I drive into her again and again. It doesn’t take long before she drops her head back, resting it on my shoulder, and her pussy flutters around me.
“That’s it,” I growl, everything tightening as I topple over the edge too. She’s screaming my name, I’m growling hers, and we both fall onto the bed, sweaty, breathless, and sated.
I’m unsurprised by our chemistry and the way our bodies moved in sync the second our lips were together, but it doesn’t stop me from being astounded at the reaction. We fit perfectly together, making it a damn shame we weren’t born in the same decade.
Maybe then, I would know for sure if I could give her everything she needs.
She drags a hand to my thigh, squeezing above the knee but removing it in the blink of an eye, always so afraid she’s doing something wrong even when her gut is telling her the opposite.
I pull her hand until her head lands on my chest, and I let her hear the way she’s making my heart beat in sync with the overwhelming feelings I have in this moment.
I kiss the top of her head, and she looks up at me, those impossible blues searching mine.
“Just this once, uh, um, can also mean you spend the night, right?” Riley asks, a hint of hurt behind her voice.
She’s afraid and fragile in this moment, and I would hate myself if I didn’t at the very least offer her company after the fucking mess we just made.
I don’t know who I’m lying to, because it’s more than her wanting me to stay. I want it too. I'd rather sleep wrapped around her tonight and figure out how badly I got burned tomorrow.
I fix myself in her small bed, pulling her closer, brushing a piece of hair away from her face. “I’ll stay. ”
“Goodnight, Dom,” she whispers.
Just this once, we said, so I better make it count. Just for tonight, I’m going to let myself have it. Breathe her in. Feel the soft curve of her back under my fingertips as she tangles her naked legs between mine.
I hate myself instantly for even thinking it, but damn it if she doesn’t fit perfectly right here, with her messy hair tucked under my chin, her head resting on the heart that’s been slowly growing fond of her, her wild spirit calm in my arms.
As her breathing slows and soft snores escape her, I kiss her head again. “Goodnight, Firefly.”