Lured (Team Zero #1) - Rina Kent Page 0,21

last long. I can’t. I’ve been so ready with just three slaps. The sombre look in his eyes is a trigger for a heart-wrenching pleasure.

“Show me your darkness, baby.” He whispers against my ear. “Fall. I will catch you.”

I do. Dieu. I just do. I clench around his fingers so hard, it wrenches my insides. I scream out my release and fall. I just fall. Because apparently, I trust Dominic to catch me.

He lets go of my hair but doesn’t remove his hand from the sofa. My head falls against his palm as I breathe harshly. My body is still shuddering with the aftermath of the soul-shattering orgasm.

We stare at each other, me droopy-eyed and Dominic hard-eyed. There’s a sheen of intensity covering his face that causes a shudder to draw down my spine.

My tongue is urging to dart out and lick my lips or better yet, lick his lips. I want to kiss him so bad. I want intimacy with him. He owes me that much after everything.

Why isn’t he kissing me?

As if detecting my thoughts, Dominic removes his hand from under my cheek and his other hand from inside me. I swear my core clenches around his fingers trying to keep him in. He flips me around so fast, I yelp when my burning ass rests against the cool leather.

Dominic is hovering over me in no time. He yanks the straps of my bra. It rips underneath his fingers and falls in shreds around me.

“I missed these.” He grunts, grabbing both my breasts while his strong thighs straddle my waist. I moan as my nipples become painful under his assault.

“It’s been barely a day.”

“A long fucking day,” he rasps against a peaked nipple before he bites it into his hot, scorching mouth. “You will still be punished for leaving yesterday.”

I arch my back, trying to move my bound hands. The position is straining my shoulders and my ass still burns, but sick pleasure courses through me at being completely under Dominic’s mercy – or the lack thereof.

His tongue laps on my nipple while his fingers pinch the other one. Shots of pleasure overwhelm me. I buck against him. Dominic body pushes mine down. I gasp when I feel his thick hardness against my belly.

“Dom…” I pant.

He releases my nipple with a pop, and I mourn the loss. My lips part when I see the hard lines on his face. “Shut up.”

Disappointment lodges in the depth of my throat. “Why?”

“Because your voice makes me want to tie you down and never let you fucking leave, Camille.” He yanks down his boxer briefs.

His fist wraps around his thick cock, and like yesterday, I can’t look away. Pre-cum already coats the tip. He guides his erection to the bottom of my stomach and down my wet folds. “Look what you’re doing to me.”

“Dom…” Dieu. Whose needy voice is that?

“Shut up, Cam.” His voice is harsh and pained and I can feel his rock hardness at my entrance.

“S’il te plait, Dom.” I capture his eyes with a pleading stare. My body rocks underneath him.

“You’re challenging me. I destroy my fucking challenges, so why am I not destroying you, baby girl? Hmm?”

I swallow. He’s questioning his nature. That should be good. Or not. Maybe once he realises I shouldn’t be pushing him, he’ll burn me.

Only I don’t care.

It’s one night and I want it with everything in me.

“Why do you provoke me then take everything I throw your way?” He’s still running his erection up and down my slick folds. Teasing me. Driving me mad.

“Je veux tout.” I want everything from him. I don’t want him to hold back. Ever.

His strong hands come on either side of my face, palming my cheeks. His mouth crushes against mine. He slams inside me in one go at the same time. I gasp in his mouth, but he swallows it. His tongue takes the opening to dive inside.

It’s not a kiss. It’s a claiming. A madness.

He kisses me with a ferocity I’ve never known. He devours my moans, my screams and my freaking breath. He kisses me like he never kissed before and will never kiss again.

He sits up and pulls me into his lap so my throbbing ass cheeks rest on his thighs. I cry out at the new depth. His thickness stretches me from the inside, ripping me apart.

“Attend… Dom…” I breathe against his lips. I can’t find the brainpower to speak in English.

“Relax.” He speaks against the corner of my mouth and licks