The Hotel 2 (The Billionaire Seduction)(9)

I cry out, he feels so good.

Dom draws a ragged breath. He withdraws, then plunges deeper again,  deeper than ever before. His hips grind against my clit, the angle  perfect as he thrusts. The bricks at my back keep me steady as he  hammers in and out, and I dig my fingers into his shoulders, moaning  softly as he gives me all he's got.

"Yes," I whimper. "More."

I feel the pleasure all the way to my bones, rippling through my pussy  with a fierce heat. Every thick inch of him caresses my inner walls as  he pulls out and pumps back into me. My hands rove up and my fingers  curl into his hair as his nails bite into my hips. He thrusts again and I  don't hold back, spiraling out of control, panting breathlessly as the  orgasm rips through me and Dom gives a final surge.

"Fuck, Juliet!" he growls.

I feel him explode inside me, his whole body shuddering with release as  he joins me in ecstasy. I gasp for air, intense heat still rushing  through me as we breathe hard together. His heartbeat thunders in his  chest, and I concentrate on the feel of it as I let the world come back  to me.

"Oh, God," I exclaim. "I just had sex in a Parisian alley."

He gives a low, throaty chuckle as he carefully sets me down. My legs feel weak, my whole body aches, but it's a good sensation.         

     



 

It was worth it.

We right our clothes and I smooth his hair back into place. Dominic  kisses me softly before taking my hand again and leading me back to the  sidewalk. I glance around, a little paranoid that someone overheard us.  But we're alone in the dark city.

Dom waves down a cab, and we get in. He drapes an arm around my shoulder  and sinks back against the seat, clearly exhausted, but I can't stop  looking at him.

I can't explain how I feel. Emotion battles in my chest: exhilaration  and excitement at war with a deep content feeling. I'm happy with this  man. Really happy.

"What are you thinking?" Dom asks. I'm surprised by the question. I  can't tell him how I feel, because I'm not completely sure what it is.  Besides, it's intense. And scary. And I'm not sure what to make of it.

"That this all seems like a dream," I say instead. "Or a fairy tale."

"And what am I?" Dom asks, smiling in the dark. "The villain, or prince charming?"

"Do you even need to ask?" I lean over and drop a kiss on his lips. "Disney should hire you."



Back at the hotel, we return to the suite. I excuse myself to the  restroom and freshen up. Splashing cold water on my face helps bring me  back to Earth. So does sliding into my satin PJ bottoms and tank top.

When I step out into the bedroom, Dominic is standing by the bed.

Shirtless.

Barefoot.

Smoking hot in just his jeans, tight chest and abs on display, a deep V  of muscle edging his hips and disappearing below his waist.

I could stand here and look at him forever, but he reaches out and beckons to me, commanding.

"Come here, Juliet."

I feel a shiver of excitement at the dominant note in his voice. It was  thrilling out in that alleyway, to be so spontaneous and uncontrolled,  but now I see Dom is back in his element: calm and collected, and  totally in command.

It turns me on like crazy.

I obediently walk over and reach for him, but he shakes his head.

"Don't move," he whispers in my ear, and then in an instant, strips me naked and tosses my silk pajamas aside.

Lust curls through me.

"Lay down on the bed," Dom continues. I quickly do as he says, my  excitement growing. I lay back on the luxuriously soft covers, and a  moment later, Dom takes his place at my side.

Propping himself over me on one elbow, he slowly surveys my body. I can't help but squirm under the heat of his gaze.

I need his touch. I want him, inside me again.

Finally, when I'm burning up with need, he leans over and begins a slow,  thorough exploration of my body. Kissing my skin softly, tracing over  the contours of my breasts and hips. I'm already gasping in soft,  breathy moans, but Dom takes his time. He continues to kiss a slow path  along my limbs, over my breasts, grazing his tongue over my nipples  until they're stiff in two aching peaks. By the time he spreads my legs  and settles between them, I'm in a quiet frenzy.

He licks up against my clit and I swear, I'm close to coming.

I moan against his mouth, reaching for his head, to bring him closer,  feel this sensation more deeply, but Dom is already pulling away.

"Turn over." He kneels back as I do, and places a pillow under my hips  as I lie on my belly. I don't question, I just sink into the delicious  feeling as he kisses along my spine, giving my back the same slow  worship as the front of my body. I shudder under his whispering touch-I  never knew my back could be such an erogenous zone. Slowly, his mouth  moves down over the curve of my ass, kissing lightly. He parts my legs  again, and this time, his fingers stroke up between them, finding my  wetness.

Yes. More. I'm helpless against this man's touch, but I'm exactly where I want to be.

I try to roll back over to face him, but Dom presses me into the soft sheets with a firm hand.

"Don't move. Trust me."

I obey, and try to sink into the sensation coiling tight through my  body. He teases me, caressing my pussy, parting my lips but never making  contact with my clit. I'm needy and panting, and I spread my legs as  far apart as I can. His fingers slide deep into me and I cry out with  raw need.

He pumps again, finding a deep, sweet friction I never knew existed. I  can't believe what I'm feeling. It's powerful and consuming and I need  more. Dominic keeps up the steady rhythm, driving me wild with every  thick thrust of his fingers.

I moan. Squirming, desperate, I push back against him, seeking relief from the intense pressure building inside me.

His breath is hot on my bare back. "I'm going to fuck your pussy until  you come, and then I want something else." He withdraws his fingers and  traces them up my ass, lightly between my cheeks. I shiver at the soft  touch and his wicked meaning.         

     



 

"Have you ever been taken here, Juliet?"

I shake my head. I've never wanted it before, but now, I feel a tempting  curiosity. Dominic works my body like he was made just for me. And I  trust him. Whatever he wants, I know it will bring me pleasure. And him,  too.

"Soon," Dom promises. He grips my hips, positioning me open for him. I  hover on the hard edge of release until he finally finds my entrance and  thrusts his cock into me from behind. God, yes. It feels perfect, so  fucking good, so right. This is exactly what I needed. He thrusts again,  rubbing my inner walls, filling me up completely, pushing me over the  edge.

"Dom!" I cry out, desperate.

Dominic keeps his angle just right, pumping me with raw pleasure. My  orgasm builds from deep inside, a tidal wave preparing to crash over me.  And then I feel it, his fingertip sliding between my ass cheeks,  finding my sensitive knot of muscles. I tense, but Dom thrusts deep into  my pussy again and I can't help but surrender totally to the feeling of  his cock buried deep inside me.

His finger traces my asshole, adding a new dimension to the pleasure.  The pressure increases, and then I feel him, pushing just inside. The  sensation is incredible, and with the hard thrust of his cock, I can't  hold back anymore. My fingers dig into the mattress, grasping for  something solid to cling onto, but the pleasure doesn't stop. There's  nothing I can do except call out his name.

I scream as he wriggles his finger and thrusts deeper, and the wicked  tension releases. Lights burst behind my eyes, my pussy clenching hard  around his cock as an intense orgasm slams into me. The waves still  pounding through my body, Dominic withdraws and pulls my hips up, urging  me onto my knees. Before I can register what's happening, his cock is  pressing against my ass.

"Now," he says.

I gasp for air. Can I take it? I want to feel him, if it's anything as good as his finger, but he's so big. What if I can't-

"Relax, my dirty girl," Dom murmurs. "Let me show you how good this can feel."

He slides a hand around my waist, bracing me on my hands and knees. Then  his hand moves between my legs, stroking my clit. I'm still sensitive  there, but the heat is sharp and immediate. I moan.

The pressure inside me begins to build again, a deep hunger I don't even  recognize. Instinctively, I jut my ass back towards him, grinding  against his fingers as they wreak havoc on my swollen peak.

"God, you're so fucking sexy," Dom growls. He twines his hand in my  hair, giving a light tug. "You're going to take my cock all the way,  baby. You're going to feel what it's like to the very hilt."

His cock presses my asshole again, wet with my own juices. This time, I  don't tense. I'm in a haze of pleasure from his touch, my clit  throbbing, my pussy aching for more.

Slowly, he pushes inside me.

Holy shit!

It's a fullness like nothing else, a pain edged with deep pleasure. Dom  pauses, just inside, waiting as my body relaxes and stretches to  accommodate the thick intrusion. Then he inches forward, pushing deeper  with a groan.