I flicked my eyes away from his tattoo and up to meet his gaze; he dropped his grin when he saw my face. I could only imagine what I looked like because I felt all hot and bothered.
"Can I try somethin?" I asked him shyly.
Dominic nodded quickly while licking his lips.
I moved closer to him, then before I lost my nerve, I cocked my leg over his stomach and straddled him. I looked down and decided that the view from on top of Dominic was one I wanted to see often, very often. I leaned down until my mouth was a breath away from his.
"You're gorgeous," I whispered.
Dominic groaned a little, then moved his hands from behind his head and brought them down to my arse.
"You're fucking sexy," he growled back.
I smiled, my inner-self delighted that I could be sexy.
"I love your body," I whispered again and brushed my lips over his.
He growled the low rumble deep in his throat. "I love yours too baby, all curves and ass. My perfect body in a woman."
Talk about feeling empowered!
I kissed him and smiled when he squeezed my arse with his hands. He rubbed up and down the back of my thighs, back up over my arse, and all the way up to my hips.
I melted against him when his hands left my lower body and suddenly touched my face as he kissed me deeply. He flipped us over then; I squeaked into his mouth while he settled me under him.
He pressed some of his weight against me, and because he was between my legs I felt everything. I began to panic then.
"Dominic, wait-"
"I just want to do what I did the day at the hospital, I promise," he purred as he hooked his fingers around the waist band of my leggings and pulled them down, my knickers going south with them.
I nearly came up off the bed. "Dominic!" I whisper shouted at him and tried to close my legs but couldn't because he was between them.
He kept eye contact with me. "Trust me, pretty girl."
I was shaking with nerves. "Just… just like the other day?" I questioned.
He grinned and nodded, then leaned his head down to mine. "I'm going to make you come again."
I felt my body flush with heat and need.
He kissed me then, thoroughly.
I began to feel achy and needed to be touched, and Dominic seemed to know this.
"Is that pretty clit of yours ready for me?" he asked against my mouth.
If I wasn't so worked up and hot, I would have been mortified at his crude words.
"Uh huh," I nodded my head against his.
"Are you wet for me?" he asked.
I jolted when I felt his finger slide over my folds and take one long swipe upwards until it rested on my clit.
I began panting. "Dominic, please!"
"You're so wet, baby," he groaned and began to circle his finger around my sensitive spot.
It felt good but like he was teasing me at the same time, because he never made direct contact.
"Does that felt good?" he asked.
"More," I groaned.
He smiled, then dropped it as he slid his finger over my clit causing my eyes to roll back a little.
"Damn, Bronagh," he grunted.
I felt his hand pull away from me, and his weight came up off me. I was a second away from sitting up and asking what he was doing when I felt a soft, hot, wet tongue lick me. Down there!
I went cross-eyed and flat-out screamed. Dominic reached up with his hand and covered my mouth, muting the sound of my cries. His tongue swirled around and sucked on my clit until my body vibrated with pleasure and dots spotted my vision.
Dominic removed his hand and moved back up my body until his mouth was on mine again, and I was acutely aware of what I was tasting on his tongue.
Me!
"Oh, God," I breathed as he moved his lips down to my neck.
"No, baby. Dominic."
I was still twitching in the aftermath of my orgasm; my mind was cloudy, as well.
"Have sex with me," I breathed.
Dominic lifted up off me a little and smiled down at my panting self. "Sex drunk suits you."
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion making him chuckle.
"I would love nothin' more than to sink into you, baby, but you're only asking me because I made you come and you feel really good, not because you're ready."
I frowned at him. "But I really, really want you inside me. Please."
He groaned and rested his head against mine. "You're killing me, baby. Killing. Me."
"I'm yours for the takin'. Fuck me, please."
"Bronagh," Dominic growled. "Stop it. I only have so much self-control. If you want me to fuck you after you wake up, I will, but until then sleep."
I yawned making him smile.
"You're so beautiful, pretty girl," he murmured and kissed the tip of my nose.
I inwardly snorted at his wording; he saw me as something I wasn't.
"Sleep," he urged again. "You will need your energy for Darkness tonight."
I closed my eyes and sighed, my body feeling as light as a feather. "Are you fightin' tonight?"
Dominic chuckled at what I assumed was my sleepy voice. "Yeah, I am, and my girl has to be there and fully rested for when I take my good luck kiss."