5. Dominic
Dominic
“ I f it’s what you want,” she murmurs, spreading her legs wider and treating me to a view of her pretty, pink cunt.
Fuck me.
Her trust in me is humbling, and I can barely restrain myself from diving between her thighs and licking her until she’s writhing beneath me. But I’m determined to make this last, and I swear I will help her come if I have to die trying.
I knew none of those idiots she’d been with before treated her like a queen, but Christ. If I had the presence of mind and energy to be angrier about their incompetence, I would be, but those selfish pricks don’t matter. They’re the reason I’m even getting a chance to make Charisse’s dreams come true.
And, with any luck, maybe even my own.
I might’ve agreed to give her a baby, but it’s my dream to have her as my wife and mother of my kids.
Even if things are a little out of order, this proposal of hers buys me time and a lifetime connection to her. Maybe it’ll be enough.
“Is it always this hot for you?” she breathes, moaning a little.
“It’s never been hotter in my life.” I kiss and stroke her until my fingers slide easily around her slick opening. The wet, slippery sounds mingle with her sighs, and my God, it’s so erotic, so hot, I need to touch her everywhere. My mouth moves along her throat and collarbone while I caress her breasts, plucking and tweaking and teasing those stiff tips.
“Dom,” she gasps. “What are you doing to me?”
“Studying you, baby. Seeking out any spot on this beautiful body of yours that will make you soak my fingers.”
“The things you say. That works.”
“Yeah? You like my filthy mouth?”
“Yes.”
“It’s good for more than just words,” I grin wolfishly. “Do you like my mouth on you here?” I suck on her nipple, graze it lightly with my teeth. She sighs, nodding. When I kiss across her belly, she sucks in and stops breathing and a fresh wave of irritation for the men who came before me rises up. “I told you, Reece. Don’t hide from me. This belly is going to bear our baby soon. It’s fucking gorgeous.”
She whimpers as her eyes spark with an unspoken craving, but I spy the glistening heat between her legs and know my commanding tone struck a chord inside her. Could she possibly be into what I’m into? Could she be that perfect a match for me?
“Sorry, I’m not used to someone appreciating that part of me.”
“I appreciate every single part of you. Your pussy is a treasure and I’m the luckiest man in the world because I get to plant my face in it and drink up your nectar.”
She lets out a squeak of surprise when I haul her ass to the edge of the sofa, kissing and nipping my way from her knee up to her center. I coast over her cunt without touching her heat and hide my smile when she moans in frustration.
“Does it ache, baby?”
She nods.
“Show me where. Daddy’s going to make it better.” My eyes stay glued to her face, to her body, and when that beautiful blush staining her cheeks deepens, I wonder if she’ll play along.
Staring at me with wide eyes, she reaches between her legs and spreads her lips, exposing that dripping hole and sensitive nub. I groan, my cock so painfully stiff and weeping in earnest as she bites down on her lip and looks at me through thick lashes.
“Here, Daddy. I need your help here.”
Oh, fuck me.
With a primal growl, I dip my head and drag my tongue through her folds, circling her clit roughly. She tastes so goddamn good and hearing her call me that makes me want to claim her right here, right now. But first, I want to give her something no one else has been able to. I need her to see that not only is it possible for her to see the damn stars—she can see them with me .
This woman is everything I’ve dreamed of. All I’ve wanted for years.
And she’s open to me. Bared to me. Urging me on with her fingers digging into my scalp, her heat grinding against every lash of my tongue.
“Fuck, sweetheart, I might just stay here all night.”
“No,” she moans, yanking hard on my hair. “I want more. I want everything you can give me, Daddy.”
I suck on her clit hard so her head falls back against my sofa and sweet moans wrench from her throat. With her thighs clamped around my ears and my tongue working her, I slip a finger into her tight heat.
“More. Please, Dom. More.”
I nip her inner thigh with my teeth. “What’d you call me?”
She yelps and slides her hands over her ample curves to tug on her nipples.
“Daddy, may I please have more?”
Fuuuuuck .
I slip another finger into her, and her mouth falls open. Her muscles clamp down around me and I know that sheathing myself inside her without immediately erupting is going to be an exquisite torture. But this is about her, so I keep my movements steady and deliberate, seeking that spot that will send her skyrocketing.
The second I find it, her eyes fly open, and her hands grip my forearm in mild panic. It melts away with my steady strokes and she cries, “I’m gonna…Oh, God, that’s… Don’t stop. Daddy, don’t stop.”
“That’s right, baby. Tell me how much you like my fingers inside this hot little cunt.” I bring my mouth back to her clit and tongue her until her hips undulate rapidly and her back bows. When the orgasm crashes into her, her pussy walls seize around my fingers and a rush of heat floods her channel.
“ Shiiit.”
“There she is. There’s my good girl,” I murmur, moving so I’m sitting on the sofa and she’s straddling me. I lick her juices off my hands while she tucks her head against my neck and fights to steady her breath.
“Ohmygod. So that’s what I’ve been missing.” She chuckles darkly and sits back, eyes wide and shining. Then, she shunts her hips closer to mine. With a sly smile pulling at the corner of her lips, she traces the curve of my mouth with one hand and I nip her finger. “Think you can do it again?”
I laugh, but my breath catches when her hot cunt slips along my shaft. I palm the curves of her ass and wish like hell that this wasn’t just sex. It wasn’t just some favor.
Who am I kidding? To me, this isn’t that simple. This isn’t just a favor I’m doing my best friend. This is my every wild, wet dream come true with the woman I’ve been in love with for years.
I want this to be real. I want her to be mine.
Reaching over, I tuck her dark hair behind her ear and trace her kiss-swollen bottom lip. “Reece.”
“Dom.” She bites the tip of my thumb, and my need ratchets up as she kisses me hard and slides her palm along my cock. She smears my leaking precum around my tip, her fingers jostling the jewelry piercing me, and I groan at the added sensation.
“I didn’t know it could be like this. Can Daddy show me more?”
I chuckle. “Do you know how to ride me, baby?”
She guides me along her slit and notches my tip at her opening. “Like this? What if it doesn’t fit?”
I groan. Playing this dirty game with her might kill me, but at least it would’ve been worth it.
“It’ll fit. Go slow, baby. I’ve never been bare with anyone before. I want to savor it.”
Her big, brown eyes search mine for a moment, and the air around us feels charged with something electric. This is a first for us both, in more ways than one.
“You’re a hundred percent sure you’re good with this?”
“One thousand percent.” I slide my hands up her back and bring my mouth to hers. “You’re the only person I’d ever want to carry my babies, Charisse. I told you, if this will make you happy, then I’m happy to do it. Any time. Any place. As many times as you want.”
Her mouth finds mine and together, we move. I guide her down my length while she gasps into my mouth. The fit is so tight that I pull back, press my forehead to hers, and struggle not to lose control.
Every inch she sinks down over me is a delicious kind of agony. Nonsensical praise for her and her tight hole falls from my lips as her warm, slick heat envelopes me.
God, it feels so fucking right to take my best friend with no barriers between us.
“Just like that. Nice and slow. Goddamn, your pussy feels amazing.” I capture one of her nipples in my mouth, swirl my tongue around it and suck hard enough to make her moan.
My fingers dig into her hips, dragging her over me until I’m balls deep.
“Shit. You were made for me, baby. We’re a perfect fit.”
“Oh my God. Daddy, I’m so full.”
“Not yet, you’re not.”
She whimpers in my ear as I guide her movements up and down my length. Our bodies slap together rhythmically, the sound mingling with our panting, sighs, and moans. When she balances her hands on my shoulders and bounces on my cock, her breasts jiggle before my face, and that’s it. My control unravels.
I can’t hold back anymore. I need to be deeper. Need to make her mine.
I shift, press her into the sofa and brace my arms on either side of her head. Then I thrust deep.
“This pussy is all mine, sweetheart. Mine to do with as I please. Mine to feed. Mine to fuck. Mine to fill.” Every sentence is punctuated by my cock sawing into her slick channel.
“Yesssss.” Her nails rake down my back, my hips flexing further when she digs them into my ass cheeks and her finger slides against my puckered hole.
“Fuck. I’m not going to be able to hold on if you do shit like that.”
She smirks. “I told you I’d do whatever you wanted to make it good for you.”
“It is good for me. What I want is to make this good for you .”
She pulls me close and clamps her teeth around my earlobe. “You’re good for me.”
My cock twitches inside her, and she chuckles.
“Give me that big cock, Daddy. Stretch me wide, stuff me with it again and again until I scream.”
Oh shit.
Unleashed and unprotected, I drive into her like a man possessed. Taking and giving, grunting and moaning. She meets every stroke, every thrust with equal fervor, and we edge closer to the brink.
Finally, her body grows taut. It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell her how I feel when her thighs quake around me and her lusty moans fill my ears like the music she loves to make.
“Please, I… I… Ohmygod, Dominic .”
I reach down to strum her clit and give her what her body begs for. Then she detonates, crying out my name and scoring my skin with her nails.
The sting registers as my balls tighten and I slam into her one last time, shuddering with the force of my release. I pulse inside her, pouring every drop of my cum into her womb and wishing like hell none of my swimmers take up residence too quickly.
Because now I know I need her.
My obsession with her is going to grow into a craving that only she can satisfy.
Collapsing over her with our bodies still joined, I haul her into my arms and bury my face in the crook of my elbow so she can’t see my expression.
She’d see it then—the truth.
I’ve made a huge mistake.
There’s no way I can go back to being just friends after this.