“You have no idea how bad I want you,” he whispered, sucking her earlobe.
Standing on the tips of her toes, she wrapped her arms around Dom’s neck. Her nipples began to tingle at the feel of his solid chest. Pressing further into his engorged manhood, she teased, “Oh yeah, I do know.”
Giving him two quick pecks on the lips she leaned slightly back, gazing into his handsome face. Feeling flirty, sexy and desirable, she taunted, “And you’ve wanted me for a loooong time, too.”
Dom released Karen. His chest expanded even wider as he squared his shoulders, taking a step back. What the heck is he doing? she wondered.
Stretching the muscles in his neck he leaned his head to the left, then repeated the same motion to the right. Karen lifted a questioning brow as he rolled his broad muscular shoulders. What he did next nearly made her swallow her tongue. Flashing a wolfish grin, Dom’s top lip curled, showing a hint of a sparkling canine. When he spoke his voice came out in a low growl.
“I’m giving you two seconds to make your getaway. But when I catch you,” he flashed that wolfish grin again, “and I will catch you, you’re going to wish you hadn’t played with me.”
Karen nervously licked her lips, backing up in the direction of the bedroom. “Wait a minute. This isn’t right.”
Ignoring her plea, Dom began to count. “One…”
It didn’t do Karen a bit of good to run. Before she could reach the archway of the bedroom Dom was on her. Did he even count to three?
Karen let out a high pitched squeal. He had lifted her off her feet and thrown her onto the bed as if she weighed nothing. Scrambling to get away, she pushed herself up on all fours and began crawling.
The sight of Karen’s derriere up in the air was enough to make a brotha howl at the moon. Karen let out another squeal as she felt a large strong hand wrap around her ankle. “Ooph!” was the sound she made, falling face first into the mattress.
Flipping her over on her back like a ragdoll, Dom straddled her with powerful, massive thighs. Grabbing a pair of scissors from the nightstand, he cut a straight line down the center of her bra with the precision of a surgeon. “You won’t be needing this.”
Karen’s chest heaved raggedly as she gazed at Dom in a sensual haze. Her eyes never left him as he eased the scissors down her body. She jolted when she felt the cool metal of the scissors at her hip. She should have been mad when he snipped her underwear at each hip, yanking them off, sending them along with her destroyed bra sailing across the room.
“You made me wait too damn long,” Dom grunted before taking a perky nipple into his mouth. Although he wanted to ravage her, Dom took his time licking, suckling, and nibbling. She tasted like a combination of honey, cinnamon and chocolate.
Karen arched her back gently, forcing more of her breast into his mouth. When he switched to the other breast, giving it the same attention, she could feel the soft, vibrating purring in the base of her throat. The throbbing between her legs grew as the suckling became more intense.
Kissing his way down her body, Dom stopped long enough to dip his tongue in her belly button. Stroking her tummy he felt the barely there stretch marks. He was tempted to forgo using a condom for the sole purpose of impregnating her with his seed. He had never imagined that let alone had a desire for a woman to carry his baby until now.
The trembling in Karen’s legs was uncontrollable. Dom was kissing her in places she’d never been kissed. “What are you doing?” she wondered aloud, anxiety lacing her voice when his lips brushed her inner right thigh.
“Shh…relax. I’m not going to hurt you.”
Oh…My…Gawd!” Karen wanted to scream as she felt his mouth and tongue explore her in a way that was foreign to her. She had heard about it, read about it, but had never experienced it firsthand until now. The quivering in her lower belly slowly descended into her womanly core, building a tension so sweet and intense Karen wanted to cry. When the tension had nowhere else to go, Karen shattered into a million pieces. The scream she released ricocheted around the room, hitting all four walls.
Dom reached in the nightstand to retrieve a condom. Ripping the foiled package, he had himself sheathed in no time. Climbing back on the bed, he commanded, “Turn over.”
Obediently, Karen did as she was told. “What are you doing?” She nervously asked, her heartbeat kicking up another notch as he settled behind her, pulling her up to rest on all fours.
Dom chuckled. “Baby, calm down. I told you I’m not going to hurt.”