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Dom advances slowly, deliberately, like a predator who knows his prey is cornered and utterly helpless.
With careful steps, I back up until I feel the hard press of the bookshelf against my spine. My breaths grow increasingly laborious with anticipation, and Dom keeps coming, not stopping until he's mere inches away from me. He lingers there, leaving me to feel the heat radiating off his body, and smell the faint scent of his cologne mingling with the musk of sweat from our chase.
“Nowhere left to run, little sis,” he purrs, placing his hands on the shelf either side of my head so that I’m caged within his arms.
“We can’t do this here,” I protest weakly, my eyes darting to the stacks behind him as I try to remember where the damn door is. “Someone could come back…”
“You had better be quiet then,” Dom says, running the stupid fake cleaver along my jaw. He drops it to the floor and then peels the mask off his face. It lands beside the cleaver, and as I look back up to him, I’m pinned under the full weight of his dark gaze.
I part my lips, my brain screaming to protest.
But Ican’tforce the words out.
Dom lunges forward and bites down on my lower lip, not hard enough to draw blood but with enough force to make me whimper. He seizes the opportunity to sweep his tongue into my mouth, tasting, exploring, demanding a response that I'm helpless to deny him.
I crumble against him, my body betraying me once again even as my mind screams that I should put an end to this. My hands clench around the open front of his jacket–whether topush him away or pull him closer, I'm not sure. All I can think about is the fierce dominance of his mouth on mine, the solid press of his body against me, and the dizzying rush of desire that’s coursing through my veins.
He devours me until I’m pounding my fist against his chest, begging for air. And when Dom finally releases my lips, we're both panting.
He leans in, his murmur a shock to my system. “Tell me you don't want this, Shy Girl. I dare you.”
“I…” My voice trails off, morphing to a defeated whimper as his lips brush my neck.
“Tell me,” he whispers. It’s so uncharacteristic of him, and it shatters my fucking walls like a violent, murderous grenade.
I want this.
God help me, I wanthimso bad it hurts.
Finally, I manage to catch his gaze, and say the three words. “I want you.”
Dom's low chuckle sends a molten heat licking down my spine. “That's what I thought. You can't resist me any more than I can resist you.”
His lips crash down on mine again, and I surrender completely to the tide of desire that threatens to drown us both. Dom grinds into me where I’m trapped against the stacks of books, his arousal evident through his slacks. I can't help but respond, my hips arching into his, driven by instinct alone. He growls low in his throat, the hungry sound vibrating through me and igniting a fire deep in my core.
“So eager for me already,” he murmurs, every word dripping with smug victory. I bite my lip, unwilling to admit how right he is. But the evidence will be only too obvious soon enough, we both know where this is going.
Dom's smirk is reminiscent of the Devil himself as he sinks to his knees before me, his near-black eyes never leaving mine.In one fluid motion, he throws my leg over his shoulder, pushing my skirt up around my waist with his other hand. I gasp at the sudden exposure, cool air hitting my flushed skin. Dom wastes no time, immediately hooking his fingers into my soaked panties and dragging them to the side.
“Fuck,” he breathes, finally releasing me from his gaze as his eyes drop to my bared pussy. “I’ll never get enough of seeing your pretty little cunt weep for me.”
He leans in, scraping his teeth over my clit. The sharp pain quickly dissolves into pleasure so intense I have to bite back a scream, my hands scrabbling for purchase on the bookshelves behind me. Dom doesn't hold back, diving in with a fervor that I’ve never seen in any man knelt between my legs. His tongue laves over my slit, swirling through my pooling arousal before licking up to focus on my clit. He pulls the sensitive bud into his mouth, alternating between sucking hard and quick flicks of his tongue that have my eyes rolling into the back of my head.
I'm vaguely aware that I'm making far too much noise–gasps, yelps, and deep moans I couldn’t control even if I tried. Dom's strong hands grip my thighs, holding me right where he wants me as he devours my pussy like a starving man at a lavish feast.
But just as I feel myself teetering on the edge of release and my legs trembling with the effort of staying upright, he pulls away. I can’t hold back the disappointed whine that bursts from my lips, my hips chasing his mouth on a reflex.
I’m so fucking hungry for more.
Dom’s glistening lips tilt in that ever-present smirk as he rises to his feet with a grace that shouldn't be possible after kneeling on the hard floor for so long. He bends down to brush his lips over mine again, forcing me to taste myself on him. The kiss is surprisingly gentle, a million miles from the hungry intensity just moments before.
“You taste fucking divine,” he murmurs against my lips. “I could do it for hours.”
My cheeks flame at his words, butterflies swarming in my stomach at the praise. Dom's hands slide up my sides again until he pushes my cardigan off my shoulders. Once it falls to the floor, he strokes his fingertips back up my arms like he’s intent on worshiping every inch of my skin. The tender exploration has my heart sputtering until I’m convinced it’s about to stop altogether.
Once he reaches my shoulders again, he tugs the straps of my camisole and bra down roughly, leaving them both bunched around my waist just like he did with my skirt. The move effectively traps my arms, pinning them to my sides.
“Mmm, I do enjoy the sight of you all tied up for me,” Dom purrs, his dark eyes raking over my bare chest.
