jeans fall to the floor. The cold air hits my legs, but his hands immediately warm them up again as he rubs my inner thighs like he’s reading my mind.
His body is picture perfect: smooth, tight, ripped, vascular muscles, pulsating in his chest and arms as he rubs my body. The look and feel of it all takes my breath away, but it’s nothing compared to what I feel when Dominic drops to his knees, pushes my panties to the side and rubs his tongue over my clit.
I nearly scream, and my knees buckle instantly. Dominic has to hold my body upright as he works his tongue over and over again on my clit. My body jumps and writhes like it’s mimicking the moves his tongue makes, and the sensation is so strong, I start to wonder if I’ve ever had someone do this to me before. I have, of course, but Dominic is so good it erases the others. No one and nothing existed before this.
I grip his hair and let it slide between my fingers, and then I have to squeeze and pull it as the orgasm hits me like I never saw it coming. I moan, I yell, I whimper, I fall apart, I melt in his mouth, and he loves every second of it.
Once I’m able to stand on my own, Dominic slowly rises. He locks eyes with me for a second, then he bends at the knees and wraps his arms around my waist. His biceps tighten around my hips and his forearms grip my ass as he lifts me up off the floor, and starts to carry me down the hall. I look down at him and wrap my arms around his thick neck.
“Where’s your bedroom?” he asks, his voice low and hot.
“Third door on the left,” I answer.
Dominic carries me down the hall and into the bedroom, and I pat myself on the back for telling the movers to make sure the bed was setup before they left. There’s no sheets or covers on it, but we won’t be needing those.
Dominic lays me down on the bare mattress, then he stands up so I can see him. The lights are out, but I can still see his rock hard stomach with the six-pack that looks drawn on. I watch him as he unfastens his pants and drops them to the floor. My heart explodes into a million caffeinated butterflies as he pushes his boxer briefs down and they fall to his ankles.
Every inch of him is beautiful.
Every.
Single.
Inch.
I stare at him. I stare at it, and I feel warmth emanating from between my legs like our bodies are communicating. I watch him pull a condom from his pants and slide it on, and every move he makes is laced with sexiness, and I can barely take it. We can’t wait any longer.
He pulls my panties off and doesn’t waste a second before sliding inside me. The width of his shaft stretches me in all the best ways, and I gasp at the feeling, sucking in as much air as I can to steady myself.
He starts slow, grinding from side to side before thrusting slow and deep. My fingers grip his muscled back as he takes his time, making sure I feel every inch of him. He pushes himself in as deep as our bodies will allow us to go, then he pulls himself out to the point of teasing me with the tip, before sliding all the way back in.
Every.
Single.
Inch.
“I need you, Alannah,” he whispers in my ear as his hand runs over the top of my head. When he reaches the back, I feel him grip my hair. “I need you to feel how much I need you.”
Dominic’s hips start to pick up speed as he pulls my hair, using it as leverage. My fingers tighten on his back differently now, and my nails dig into his skin. He thrusts into me hard and strong, like the time for the appetizer of lovemaking is over, and we’ve moved on to the main course of fucking a woman the way she wants to be fucked.
The headboard bangs against the wall with every upward thrust and I have to wrap my legs around him so I can hold on. I’ve never felt anything like this before, and the sound that comes from my mouth surprises me as I scream like I hope my new neighbors will hear. He pulls my hair so my chin is