Okay, I’ve heard him! I strolled over to him and sat on his lap without warning. “What can’t you do, Dominic?” “Do you like it?” As a result, Dominic groaned inwardly, and I wasn’t expecting his hands to clasp my slender waist automatically.
“Why are you torturing me like this?” He asked a question, and I had no idea how to react.
I did the bare minimum by grinding my hips on his manhood, and then he gripped my breasts. Dominic recognized what I wanted him to do with me when I arched my hands towards his mouth.
When he pulled up my top and covered my breast with his mouth, I let out a small sigh. I wanted more because the way he licked them was so pleasant. His mouth was addicting, or should I say excellent in that department. When he proceeded to taste my softness, I felt myself burning with passion and want.
My hand moved impatiently to his waistband, and I strained to undress him. Dominic shifted my weight away from him as he assisted me in removing his pajama, and I gasped for air as his erection rose to welcome me.
I could feel the tingling sensation between my legs every time I saw his massive package, and there was nothing I wouldn’t do to have it inside me. I couldn’t care less if you called me a promiscuous woman!
“From now on, I should always wear a dress,” I said quietly as I drew down my shorts, then returned to straddling him like a horse.
He said, “Without panties on.”
“Are you talking dirty to me now?” I said, allowing his toughness to penetrate me easily.
“Yes, Juliana,” he said with a grunt, and I was even more enamored when I watched him bite his lower lip as soon as our bodies merged.
As I went up and down into his hardness, his hands were on my waist, and my breast bounced against his mouth. “This is a great position for me; can we do it again soon?”
“Why?” When he asked, his voice was hoarse, and I sighed with pleasure as I proceeded to consume him.
“I enjoy watching you now,” I said, and Dominic answered with a powerful thrust that made me nervous about the chair.
He squeezed my boobs and brought them to his ravenous mouth, saying, “Me too.” “I guess I’ll have to do it faster now; are you up to it?” He challenged me, and I took the initiative and did it first.
When I swirled my body around Dominic, and he tightened his grip on me, he snarled like a wild animal. During the journey, sweat saturated our bodies, and no one wanted to stop.
We kissed passionately because our bodies were fused. He inhaled deeply into me, and I reciprocated. We were unconcerned about our surroundings… but devoted to our wants. We acted on our desires, and all I could do was moan when he ravaged me like if he was about to lose me at any moment.
He grunted at every thrust as I fully lost control. Dominic evolved into a beast as I grew crazier. It was a chaotic experience, with delight and agony crashing together.
I attempted to close my eyes because the sensation was too much for me to bear, but Dominic insisted on making me stare at him. I felt the connection when I obeyed his command rather than waiting for him to kiss me first.
“Let me come inside you, Juliana,” he pleaded, and I agreed with a nod. He said, “Say it.”
“Yes, Dominic, please come into me,” he said as he sucked on my breasts and lost control, releasing himself inside of me. Our pupils were dilated as we had the most amazing climax of our lives. No one dared to move first because it was so wonderful.
I detached myself from him and put my clothes back on a few moments later. We all became silent when he did the same. I told him, “I don’t understand why it’s embarrassing after doing it.”
“Are you embarrassed?” I inquired. While his gaze was drawn to my swollen breasts, he inquired.
“I’m going to take a shower right now.”
He said, “Let’s do it together.”
“Perhaps next time,” I said, and then I walked away. I knew it was for the best that he didn’t try to stop me.
He nodded but then walked over to me.
Dominic took his shirt in front of me without hesitation, and my eyes widened in amazement at his lack of reluctance. I wasn’t used to seeing his nude upper body in broad daylight, so I licked my lips in admiration of his excellent physique.
I spun around to look away since I didn’t want him to see me drooling all over his body. “Take care of yourself, Dominic!” He only grinned at my ridiculous remark and dragged me closer to him before I could say anything.
He said, “Come with me.”
“Do you think you’re crazy?” I started to refuse, but when he grabbed my wrist and pulled me along, I smiled and replied, “OK, if you insist.”
He swiftly shut the door and removed his remaining garments as soon as we entered the bathroom. As soon as the water dashed towards me, I gasped in astonishment.
He added, “You need to take these off to take a bath.”
Dominic undressed me, and we were kissing under the shower after only a few moments. I just gazed at him as he said, “I envisaged us doing this in the shower.”
“You and your mischievous brain,” I said, pinching his side, and when he reacted, I placed my arms around his neck and kissed him passionately.
He concluded, “You enjoy it.”
“Did I? “Hmmm, I’m not sure about it,” I joked, but I couldn’t help but smile as he kissed me back. After a few seconds, I realized he was doing something other than making love to me. I informed him, “We don’t have time to do this.”
He pleaded, “Just once?”
I gave him a sidelong glance and a pout before nodding my head in agreement. “All right, but only once,” I said.
“Are you sure you can do it here? We’ll do it in a standing position,” he stated.
“Hmmm, that sounds intriguing!”
We were so engaged in the ecstasy of lovemaking that we completely forgot about our commitment to do it only once. Well, once was plenty, but repeating the process was more than enough to meet our requirements. We both desired to repeat the experience. We thought twice would suffice, but we were both starving for each other, so we did it again… and again!
My body was too exhausted to move after several rounds of lovemaking, and I assumed he felt the same way. He was an immortal, yeah, that’s not a joke, yet he didn’t seem tired at all!
After he brought me to the bed, he said, “Promises are made to be broken.” He promised, “I’ll come back right away,” but his eyes twinkled with malice.
Before he tried to do it again, I warned him, “Go now.”