Catching Lily(67)

"Come for me, Lily. Now." He flicked her clit rapidly, over and over.

She screamed as her inner walls grasped the Ben Wa balls. She fisted her hands at her back and stiffened her thighs with every pulse of her release.

Dominic continued to stroke her until she floated back down, and then he released her clit and pulled the balls out of her. He didn't release her ankles or wrists, however. In fact, he lifted her by the waist until she stood in front of him, her legs forced open, her hands still stretched behind her.

From behind, he wrapped one arm around her middle to hold her up. "You're so sexy when you let go like that. Drives me crazy. My dick is so hard right now. I'm going to explode inside you."

All she cared about was the promise that he intended to be inside her in the near future.

Still holding her under her breasts, he tucked his other hand over her pussy and lifted her off the ground several inches.

She squealed at the total loss of control.

But it didn't last long. He took a few strides to the edge of the bed. "Lift your knees, baby."

She bent her legs.

He set her on her knees on the edge of the mattress and eased the rest of her body forward until she landed on the bed face-first, twisting her neck to rest against one cheek. Her breasts flattened on the surface. Her feet were still secured apart by the bar at the edge of the bed. Her ass was in the air.

For a minute, Dominic's touch disappeared. The rustling of clothing behind her told her he was undressing. Thank God. The rip of a condom wrapper followed.

Then his hands were on her hips, and his cock thrust into her pussy with no warning. Not that she wanted or needed a warning. She was desperate for him and plenty lubricated.

He gripped her thighs and fucked in and out of her.

She moaned around every sway of her body, needing more. The friction was amazing after the teasing Ben Wa balls. They had seemed large at the time, but now that he was fully seated inside her, she realized they couldn't have been very big.



       
         
       
        

She gasped as he plunged deeper, harder, faster. The sense of being totally out of control and at the hands of Dominic made her even hornier. Every sensation was heightened by the bondage and his commands. The way his fingers gripped her. The sound of his breathing. The stiffness of his cock.

"I'm going to come," she mumbled, letting him know. Then she shattered around his length, squeezing him with so much pressure, her vision swam.

Dominic came right behind her, shouting out his release while continuing to pump in and out. When he was spent, he remained inside her and leaned over her body, holding her back to his chest. His breaths came in rough pants against her neck.

When both of them were once again breathing more normally, he lifted off her and released the four Velcro bindings.

She stretched out across the mattress and flattened fully on her stomach, not bothering to draw her knees together. She didn't have the energy.

Dominic padded from the room, but returned soon. He reached between her legs and cleaned her with a warm damp cloth. Then he climbed up beside her and dragged her onto her side to spoon her from behind. His lips landed on her shoulder. "You're amazing."

"You're not so bad yourself."

He chuckled. "It simply sucks being stuck inside all evening with you. Makes it feel like the bad guy is winning," he teased.

She forced herself to smile. "Yeah. Sucks."

One thing was for sure-Luke Vandergriff was not winning this battle.





Chapter Fourteen





On Wednesday afternoon, Lily jerked her gaze up at the sound of the front door of her gallery opening. She'd been jumpy all day. Every time a customer came in, she worried, though she had no idea what she thought might happen.

This time it was Ava. She smiled. "You okay?"

Lily sighed, relaxing her shoulders. "Yeah. I suppose. If it weren't for a crazy, unpredictable ex making me crawl out of my skin."

"I still don't understand why the police can't simply pick him up. It's like you're in prison instead of him."

"Trust me. I agree."

"How was your weekend?" Ava asked, a smile spreading across her face. "I mean, in spite of your shitty ex."

"It was wonderful." Lily's face heated, flushing a deep red she didn't need to see to be sure of.

Ava set her elbows on the counter across from where Lily sat at the cash register. "Did Stephan leave?"

"Nope." The deeper voice behind Lily grew louder as he stepped in from the back room. "Tsk. Tsk. Do you seriously think I would leave your sister here without a chaperone while a madman is on the loose?"