was raw and stinging and uncomfortably wet; I wished I could go clean up, but I was exhausted.
“It’s real,” Dom said quietly, kissing the back of my head. I felt him sigh and yawn, then pull a blanket over us. “I promise it’s real.”
Chapter Eight
When I woke up the next morning, Domenic was sitting in bed next to me and staring at the ceiling. He looked wide awake and seeing his tousled blonde hair over a smirking grin made all the memories of the previous night come crashing back down on me. My cheeks flushed as I remembered Dom’s flowery apology, then our lovemaking. I was naked under the sheet and I could feel my still-slippery thighs rubbing together as I twisted around. Dom glanced down at me, seeming huge from his upright position.
“Hi,” I croaked, biting my lower lip. Dom grinned at me and I felt butterflies in my stomach; sometimes it felt like no amount of time would erase the intense attraction I felt whenever he was around.
“Hey yourself,” Dom purred, leaning down and stroking my hair with his hand. His touch felt so good, I closed my eyes and snuggled closer. Dom wrapped his strong arms around me, holding me tightly. “You slept like a log,” he whispered in my ear. “You were adorable.”
I flushed, attempting to wriggle away. Dom didn’t let me, and he quickly flipped me on my back, kissing into my neck. His lips and tongue felt ticklish on my bare skin, and I shrieked, pushing back and thrashing with all of my might. Dom was still much stronger, and he grabbed my wrists together, holding them with one hand. Slowly, the moment became more serious and I felt my heart begin to thud in my chest. Dom lowered his body over mine and kissed my lips, gently opening my mouth with his tongue. He felt so good that I moaned and instinctively spread my legs, grinding against his naked body through the sheet. I could feel his massive erection straining against me, and I wanted him inside of me again, right then.
“I want you,” I murmured throatily, nipping his earlobe. Dom gasped in pleasure, gently stroking a finger down my neck. He pulled the sheet back and just when he was about to crawl between my legs, I heard the unmistakable sound of his iPhone ringing.
“Shit,” Dom muttered, getting off me in one smooth motion. He loped across the room with all the grace of a former athlete, grabbed his phone off the desk and looked at the caller ID. His face darkened, and I suddenly knew who it was going to be before he answered.
“Who is it?” I asked, even though I already knew.
“Hi Mom,” Dom answered the phone with gritted teeth. I winced; unfortunately, I’d been correct. On the other end, I could hear Sandy’s stream of endless, cheerful chatter. Dom made a show of pretending to check his watch and tap his toe on the ground, but since he was naked, the effect was absurdly comical. I giggled and buried my face in the covers, waiting for him to be finished with the phone and come back to bed. I caught Dom staring at me and I stared back, holding his gaze as I lowered the sheet down my body. He was rapt with attention and I grinned, enjoying the feeling of power as much as I did when I sucked him off. Slowly, I lowered the sheet beneath my breasts. Dom kept watching as I began to rub my nipples with my fingers, then stretch and pinch them gently. The slightly painful sensation turned pleasurable quickly, and I tossed my head back in a quiet moan. Knowing Dom was watching made it even hotter, and I fluttered my eyelashes at him, pulling the sheet away from the rest of my body.
“Uh, what’s that?” Dom stammered, blushing as he almost dropped the phone. I felt victorious knowing that I was controlling him with desire. Once he seemed to regain what Sandy was saying, I spread my legs and let the fingers of one hand wander lower and lower down my belly. I couldn’t believe I was acting like such a slut, but making Dom aroused was making me
“It’s real,” Dom said quietly, kissing the back of my head. I felt him sigh and yawn, then pull a blanket over us. “I promise it’s real.”
Chapter Eight
When I woke up the next morning, Domenic was sitting in bed next to me and staring at the ceiling. He looked wide awake and seeing his tousled blonde hair over a smirking grin made all the memories of the previous night come crashing back down on me. My cheeks flushed as I remembered Dom’s flowery apology, then our lovemaking. I was naked under the sheet and I could feel my still-slippery thighs rubbing together as I twisted around. Dom glanced down at me, seeming huge from his upright position.
“Hi,” I croaked, biting my lower lip. Dom grinned at me and I felt butterflies in my stomach; sometimes it felt like no amount of time would erase the intense attraction I felt whenever he was around.
“Hey yourself,” Dom purred, leaning down and stroking my hair with his hand. His touch felt so good, I closed my eyes and snuggled closer. Dom wrapped his strong arms around me, holding me tightly. “You slept like a log,” he whispered in my ear. “You were adorable.”
I flushed, attempting to wriggle away. Dom didn’t let me, and he quickly flipped me on my back, kissing into my neck. His lips and tongue felt ticklish on my bare skin, and I shrieked, pushing back and thrashing with all of my might. Dom was still much stronger, and he grabbed my wrists together, holding them with one hand. Slowly, the moment became more serious and I felt my heart begin to thud in my chest. Dom lowered his body over mine and kissed my lips, gently opening my mouth with his tongue. He felt so good that I moaned and instinctively spread my legs, grinding against his naked body through the sheet. I could feel his massive erection straining against me, and I wanted him inside of me again, right then.
“I want you,” I murmured throatily, nipping his earlobe. Dom gasped in pleasure, gently stroking a finger down my neck. He pulled the sheet back and just when he was about to crawl between my legs, I heard the unmistakable sound of his iPhone ringing.
“Shit,” Dom muttered, getting off me in one smooth motion. He loped across the room with all the grace of a former athlete, grabbed his phone off the desk and looked at the caller ID. His face darkened, and I suddenly knew who it was going to be before he answered.
“Who is it?” I asked, even though I already knew.
“Hi Mom,” Dom answered the phone with gritted teeth. I winced; unfortunately, I’d been correct. On the other end, I could hear Sandy’s stream of endless, cheerful chatter. Dom made a show of pretending to check his watch and tap his toe on the ground, but since he was naked, the effect was absurdly comical. I giggled and buried my face in the covers, waiting for him to be finished with the phone and come back to bed. I caught Dom staring at me and I stared back, holding his gaze as I lowered the sheet down my body. He was rapt with attention and I grinned, enjoying the feeling of power as much as I did when I sucked him off. Slowly, I lowered the sheet beneath my breasts. Dom kept watching as I began to rub my nipples with my fingers, then stretch and pinch them gently. The slightly painful sensation turned pleasurable quickly, and I tossed my head back in a quiet moan. Knowing Dom was watching made it even hotter, and I fluttered my eyelashes at him, pulling the sheet away from the rest of my body.
“Uh, what’s that?” Dom stammered, blushing as he almost dropped the phone. I felt victorious knowing that I was controlling him with desire. Once he seemed to regain what Sandy was saying, I spread my legs and let the fingers of one hand wander lower and lower down my belly. I couldn’t believe I was acting like such a slut, but making Dom aroused was making me
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