Page 112 of Full Throttle

I started rubbing my clit. “It isn’t yours either,” I challenged. “Not until you say it.”

Thrust.

“Dominique,” he warned.

My legs started shaking. “S-say it, Cain.”

He stopped moving, fully seated inside me, his eyes never leaving mine. My fingers worked faster and faster.

“I want this,” I murmured. “I want you. I want all of you, Cain. The good, the bad, the ugly. Your past doesn’t define you. You don’t have to prove yourself to me or anyone else. I love you. I’ll always love you. I never stopped.”

His cock twitched inside me as his features twisted. “Nik…”

I moved my hips, fucking him and myself as I whimpered, using my other hand to pull him down to me. “Say it, Cain.”

“And if you get hurt?” he challenged, his voice thick with passion.

I shook my head. “I have you to protect me, remember?” Shots of pleasure shot through my body as his hips started moving again. “Say it, babe.”

His nostrils flared. “Stop calling me that.”

“No,” I huffed, moving against him.

“Don’t call me that when you want to put yourself in danger,” he seethed, snapping his hips.

My breath hitched as I lifted my head, my lips brushing against his. “Don’t say my pussy is yours when you want to put yourself in danger.”

He was back to fucking me now, sinful sounds coming from our bodies. “Take your hand off my cunt,” he ordered.

“Say it,” I ordered back, breathless.

He was silent, holding my eyes as he fucked me into the floor.

“This cunt wants to come all over her cock,” I whispered, my voice husky and my eyes hooded as his eyes flashed. “Give me what I want and say it, babe.”

Something shifted between us, and I think, in that moment, it finally clicked. I wasn’t giving up on him, and they would have chain me to Oasis if they didn’t want me following him.

“Is that what you want?” he grunted. “For us to fight side by side?”

I whimpered. “That’s all I’ve ever wanted.”

“You want me to say it?” His pace quickened as he dropped an arm, hooking it under my leg to yank it up higher. The new angle made me see stars.

“S-say it,” I gasped.

His lips found my ear. “You gonna milk me when I do?”

“Yes,” I moaned.

I was so close. I was ready to go over the edge with him. We could do anything together; I just had to get him to see that. “Say it,” I whispered, my eyes closing as I was about to give in.

“Wherever I go, you go, clover,” he murmured against my ear.

My neck arched as my eyes closed, my mouth letting out a cry as I tightened around his length, my body falling into bliss. My fingers tightened in his hair as I breathed out his name at the same time a guttural groan sounded against my ear.

Then, we both lost ourselves in a sea of pleasure.

After that, we laid on the floor, holding one another as our souls apologized.

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