Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 85593 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85593 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
“Oh,” I said. “You’re not worn out from earlier?”
“That was just a warm up.”
Dominic had barely touched his sandwich, but he moved around the table and scooped me up. I laughed and swatted at him, but he carried me away from my delicious, unfinished sandwiches toward his bedroom again.
He took me on the bed slowly this time, like he was savoring every moment of it. All the frantic lust of last time was replaced with a careful, tenderness. He spent a long time kissing me as he peeled me out of the dress shirt he’d let me wear. He pinned my wrists down and kissed my neck to my breasts until my nipples hardened into sensitive peaks for him.
I rolled my head to the side, watching the drops of rain on his windows gather and grow until they slid down, colliding to make streaks on their way down. I felt like one of those drops as Dominic’s mouth roamed the bare skin of my chest and neck. Helpless. Carried along by forces outside my control. It should’ve felt scary, but all I felt was excitement. Sure, there was a little fear in not knowing what the future held, but I was on the ride. I didn’t want to get off.
“This feels better than it should,” he rasped in my ear, stubble tickling my skin.
“I want you inside me,” I breathed.
“Good. But you don’t get what you want until you need me. Wanting isn’t enough.”
I chewed my lip and arched my body up against the hard warmth of his.
“You make me so fucking hard, Darcy.”
He cupped me between my legs, rubbing a delicious circle with the weight of his palm and sliding his fingers up with torturous slowness. “I can’t get enough of how you feel.”
I was already past words, so I just moaned and pressed myself against him.
I closed my eyes, letting Dominic’s touch carry me away. I distantly felt him stripping my panties away, then hesitating. “Shit,” he said.
“What?”
“That was my only condom.” Dominic had his pants on the bed and was digging in the pockets.
So much for my theory about hot guys and unlimited, magical condoms that appeared from thin air. “You don’t have a stash somewhere?”
“Believe it or not, I don’t do this sort of thing that often.”
As much as I wanted to simply be happy that he wasn’t a manwhore, I was frustrated. My core was practically aching already and his cock was just inches from me. I wanted him. I sat up, gripping his length and gently tugging him closer. “Are you clean?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“So am I. Just dont finish inside me, okay?”
“Darcy… this isn’t a good idea.”
“Fuck good ideas. But fuck me first,” I said, giving him one last tug and laying back. I met his eyes and waited. He was right. Of course he was right. But horny and common sense were like oil and water, and at that moment, the horny was what rose to the top of my cup.
Dominic made a low sound in his throat, then he planted both hands beside me and gripped his cock, guiding it inside.
I moaned. It felt amazing and terrifying. I’d never had a guy inside me without protection. For good reason, a voice in the back of my mind whispered.
I shut it all down and enjoyed him, wrapping my legs around his waist and urging him into me harder with my heels. “So good,” I breathed.
“Fuck. You’re so wet,” Dominic gasped.
A reckless part of me wanted to keep my legs around him tight–to dig into him and hold him tight as he filled me with his seed. The idea of him filling me was inexplicably hot, but I silently promised myself I was just going to be a little reckless. Urging Dominic to come inside me would’ve been several levels beyond reckless. It would’ve been even more irresponsible and crazy than making eye contact with people who work the kiosks at the mall.
I pressed my palms against his back, sliding them up and under his shirt, pulling him closer to me. I felt so connected to him. It didn’t matter that I still hadn’t unwrapped the puzzle that was Dominic Lockwood. I may not know all his secrets, but it didn’t matter. All I needed to know was that we were intertwined and, for the moment, we were each other's world. There was nothing else.
My climax came like thunder on a sunny afternoon. It was so sudden, powerful, and unexpected that I gasped. Every muscle in my body tensed around him and my core gripped him tighter. Dominic made a sound as I arched up toward him, grinding my body against his even as he pumped into me. He pulled himself out and I felt the hot spurts of his release on my belly and my mound.