She was so sensitive. Post-orgasmic bliss had a hold on her, making her weak. But he was an expert. He knew that. He thrust his tongue into her, mimicking what she hoped he intended to do with his cock. Her libido kicked back into full drive instantly. How did he do that? She'd never gotten so close to a second orgasm. Not even with a vibrator in her own hand. And certainly not in less than a minute from the first.
Just as she got to the edge of a second orgasm, Dominic released her.
She held her breath as he stood and slowly pulled his shirt over his head. He met her gaze and held it while he unbuttoned his jeans, lowered them and his underwear over his hips, and kicked off his shoes. In seconds, he was naked before her, his hand wrapped around his cock, stroking it up and down in a way that made her long to suck him.
"Say the word, and we stop right now."
What? She jerked her gaze from his enticing cock to his face. "Not a chance." She was committed. No way in hell was she stopping now.
A sly grin spread on his face again. She was learning to love that look. He opened a drawer near her hip and pulled out a condom.
When he held it between them with two fingers, she swallowed. "Open it. Put it on me."
She was shocked, but she released her wrist behind her, took the foil packet from his hands with her traitorous trembling fingers, and managed to extract the condom.
The best part was slowly rolling it down his cock, feeling the throb of the vein underneath and the way his length jerked in her palm several times.
"Enough. Hands behind your back again."
She did as he instructed, keeping her gaze on his length and hoping he wouldn't make her wait much longer.
As he stepped between her legs, she wrapped her heels around to his back. His cock nestled between her lower lips perfectly.
It surprised her when he kissed her, putting off entering her needy pussy for another tangle of their tongues. Her arousal shot sky-high again from the teasing little flicks of his tongue and the way he sucked hers into his mouth several times.
He set his hands on her shoulders, but after a few minutes, he lowered them down her arms, pulled her hands apart, and threaded his fingers with hers. He planted their combined hands on the granite, met her gaze, and licked his lips. "I want you, Lily."
"Thank God." She tried to chuckle.
"You ready for me?" He didn't laugh at all.
"Yes," she uttered. "Please, Dominic. Now."
"That's what I like to hear." His eyes shut halfway as he thrust his cock into her.
She cried out at the intrusion. He was large. And she was tight.
He held himself deep inside her for several heartbeats-letting her adjust? Or perhaps trying to control his own lust.
It wasn't as if she'd never had sex, but it had been a few months. Even though she'd tossed Luke to the curb that afternoon, she hadn't been interested in sleeping with him for a while. Deep inside, she'd known he was a dick.
"Move," she whispered against his neck, enjoying the soft tickle of his facial hair against her cheek. She squirmed her ass on the counter to get closer. Deeper.
He turned his face toward her shoulder and sank his teeth into her flesh in a quick, sharp motion, releasing her just as fast. "Don't try to control this. You'll be very disappointed if you do."
What? Oh shit.
She stiffened again. Her pussy gripped his cock though, defying logic.
He nuzzled her neck. "Oh, baby, you have no idea how sexy it is that you enjoy a little dominance."
Did he feel the way she gripped him when he threatened her?
Dammit.
How on earth did he think she would be disappointed? "What do you mean, disappointed?" Her voice was raspy. Not her own.
He nibbled up to the space behind her ear and then set his lips on the lobe and gave it a nip too. "You do not want me to come hard and fast inside your tight pussy and leave you hanging. Trust me."
She froze again. He would do that?
Her traitorous pussy joined the rest of her body in demonstrating how sexy his words were and how much more aroused she got when he spoke them. Flutters inside her vaginal walls gripped his cock. There was no way for him to mistake her reaction.
And he didn't. He continued to kiss a path to her mouth until he gently kissed her lips.
Somehow he managed to remain buried nonchalantly inside her while carrying on a conversation. Her head was spinning with desire. Most of the words she might have spoken were scrambled in her mind.
He spoke again. "I'm observant, Lily."
"How?" The one word was nearly a gasp. She wanted him to move, not talk. But she didn't dare suggest such a thing.