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He had a way of making me believe his words. Following his gaze, his hands moved over my skin, skimming and slow as if he was memorizing every inch. When he reached around and unclasped my bra, I gasped. He wasted no time but bent his head down and sucked a nipple between his lips. Holy hell.

His thumbs hooked the sides of my panties. He stooped to slide them all the way down to the floor, the action putting him face-to-face with my most intimate part. Thank goodness I’d started a waxing schedule once I moved to California and started spending so much time in a swimsuit.

When he leaned in and ran his tongue over my slit, I threw my head back with an involuntary moan leaving my lips.

“Sit on the edge of the bed, beautiful.”

Didn’t have to ask me twice. I was precariously close to losing my ability to stand. While I scooted up to the edge of the bed, Dominic followed on his knees and dove into my center with incredible intensity. He inserted one finger into my tight channel, followed by another he curled toward my outer wall. With diabolical precision, he pumped on a G-spot I’d been convinced didn’t exist until this moment. Meanwhile, his mouth focused on my clit, sucking and licking until my body went taut.

My hands gripped his hair, and I pulled him into me, unable to help myself. As my body went taut with my climax, and I moaned his name, he didn’t ease up. No, he doubled down, eating me as though one orgasm was only the beginning.

Oh, fuck, I was in uncharted territory when it came to multiple orgasms. But with his wicked tongue and magic fingers, he clearly was not. “Oh, God,” I gasped, an electric jolt traveled from the base of my spine spreading throughout my entire body.

So this was what incredible orgasms were supposed to be like.

He leaned back to meet my gaze, a cocky smile on his lips. “You taste as good as you look, Kels.”

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Dominic

Her blush at my words was icing on the cake. How could a woman be both innocent and sexy? If I didn’t think it would make her too sore, I’d have spent all night with my face buried in her pink pussy. It was perfection. I reluctantly removed my fingers and licked them clean while she stared at the action, her eyes wide.

Her body was perfection. Perky breasts which were more than a handful, a flat stomach, and perfectly curved hips. She might be petite, but she had curves in all the right places.

Realizing she still had her heels on, I slid my hands down her toned legs and slipped each shoe off before skimming my fingers up the rest of her body. As much as I’d have loved to explore her body for hours, I was on borrowed time if I didn’t want to embarrass myself. I needed inside of her.

After reaching for my wallet, I found the condom and handed it to her so I could undress.

Her gaze roamed down my body to focus on where I was freeing myself from my trousers and boxer briefs.

“Can I touch you?” she asked, seeming shy.

“Anywhere you want.”

She stood up and ran her fingertips over my shoulders. Then after spreading her hands out over my chest, she slid them down my abs and to my— “Ahhhhh.” Her grip on my hardened length was sweet torture.

“You’re perfection,” she whispered, looking up to meet my gaze.

Normally I’d make some stupid quip, but with her, I swallowed hard at the compliment. “Thank you. Do you want to put the condom on me?”

She nodded. “Yeah. I can try.”

I realized what she meant when her hands trembled as she made the attempt.

“Here, allow me.” I took over, anxious to get inside of her. Once I was properly suited up, I scooted her back onto the bed, spread her legs, and notched myself to her opening. Fuck, she wasn’t the only one shaking now. So was I.

When I took her lips, she didn’t hesitate to return the kiss despite the fact the taste of her was fresh on me. I pushed forward slowly so as not to hurt her. She was wet, but she was incredibly snug. I didn’t want to hurt her. Finally, once I was all the way inside, I stilled, the effort causing sweat to bead on my forehead.

“Nic. Please. I need you to move.”

Thank God. I moved slowly at first to allow her to accommodate to my size. Once she did, I lifted her hips and proceeded to establish a rhythm. I wanted this to last, but I was aware my time was limited. She was so incredibly responsive.

“I’m close,” she gasped as if not believing it possible.

Moving my hand between us, I flicked her clit to send her over the edge. I wasn’t far behind. I couldn’t have held out once she was milking my cock with her climax.

We both lay there for a few minutes until I had no choice but to pull out and take care of the condom in her bathroom. I walked back to see her remaining in the bed, a sheet covering her incredible body.