Dom’s hands settled on her hips. Tilting his head to the side, he gave her that sexy grin again. “I did,” he said smoothly, kissing the tip of her nose.
“But—”
He placed a finger to her lips. “But nothing. I saw the look in your eyes when you saw it on the showroom floor.” Dom chuckled. “I was getting jealous. You never rubbed my wood like that.”
Karen feigned disgust. Slapping him on the chest, she eased out of his arms and walked farther into the room. “You’re so nasty,” she threw over her shoulder. Dom didn’t miss the extra sway of her hips as she walked away.
Leaning against the doorjamb he enjoyed watching Karen as she ran her hand across the top of the dresser. He chuckled when she let out a gasp as she opened the Lucca Door Chest. The inside top section of the chest held a forty-two inch, flat screen television, DVD player and Bose stereo system.
Curiosity got the best of her as she wondered what was in the bottom three drawers in the lower section. Pulling out the first drawer, she winked at Dom. “You thought of everything.”
He gave her a rather smug nod of his head. “I do what a can.”
Karen rolled her eyes as she lifted the bed linen to her nose and smelled it. Mmm, smells good. He really did think of everything. The new linen had been washed and pressed.
Replacing the linen, she closed the door and didn’t bother to inspect the drawer chest, dresser or nightstands. Sashaying over to the beautifully dressed king size bed, she kicked off her high heels and eased herself up on the bed as seductively as she could, which was almost impossible since the bed was so high.
Dom smothered a chuckle as he stroked his five o’clock shadow. Gonna need a stepstool.
The smothered chuckle evaporated as Karen began to do a slow striptease. She took her time removing her dress, sending it sailing in the air, not caring where it landed. Dom sucked in a deep breath. His manhood, swelling and painfully throbbing, begged to be buried deep inside her at how luscious she looked. The white bustier, lacey panties, garter belt and stockings were beyond sexy.
Reaching up into her hair, she maintained eye contact with Dom as she removed her hairpins. They made a pinging sound as they hit the hardwood floor. When the last pin was removed, Karen dug her hands into her hair, shaking it loose to fan across her shoulders. She must have looked some kind of wild and sexy, if the animalistic grunt coming from Dom was an indication.
How she did it? He didn’t know and didn’t care. With the ease of a professional she removed the bustier hook by hook. She released a naughty giggle as she threw the lingerie in his direction. He couldn’t move to catch it from fear he might hurt himself if he did so.
“Don’t,” he demanded in a deep, rough voice raw with need as her hand landed on the edge of her panties. Pushing himself from against the doorjamb, he shed his clothing.
Karen’s heart began to pound in her chest as he took long, smooth strides across the room. Every muscle in his body flexed as he moved. Oh, this man is so beautiful. Just look at him. Her mouth went dry when her eyes traveled south, taking in his proudly erect manhood.
Climbing on the bed behind her, he grabbed a fistful of hair at the nape of her neck. Karen gasped in surprise when he gently yanked it back, exposing her throat. She let out a long moan as his tongue licked from the base of her throat to the tip of her chin. “Dom,” she moaned when he tongue glided up her jaw, taking a slow dip in her ear.
Karen’s hand slid up a muscled thigh, settling on the tip of his engorged manhood. At the same time she began caressing him from tip to base, Dom lunged his tongue deep into her mouth. The kiss was all consuming: pushing, pulling, taking and giving.
While one of his hands held her in place, right where he wanted her, the other hand stroked her nipples bringing them to a hard pebble. Needing to taste her, he released his hold on her long enough to maneuver their bodies so she was positioned straddling his lap, giving him perfect access to her breasts.
Taking advantage of the change in position, Karen deftly pulled her panties to the side. Raising up her hips, she gazed into Dom’s eyes as she positioned her pulsating opening over his thick, swollen tip. “I love you,” she whispered, throwing her head back as she slowly impaled herself with his throbbing manhood.
Dom grunted, hips thrusting forward, lost in his tight haven. “I love you too, baby.” Latching onto a nipple, he gently suckled, nibbled and licked, going from one breast to the other as he let Karen have control. They played a sensual game as they made love. As she rode him with slow, measured, fluid movements, going up and down, rotating her hips from the left than to the right, his mouth matched her movements. The suckling, nibbling and licking was gentle. When she sped things up, so did he, which she loved. The pulling and tugging only fueled her fire. Now she was bucking wildly, riding him for everything they were both worth. Dom snaked a muscled arm around her waist to keep her from coming off his lap.