Page 39 of Tempt Me

“Jesus.” He shudders, snatches open his door and practically falls out onto the pavement.

The fact that any man wants me with this intensity is overwhelming. The fact that it’s Dominic…. Well, that’s the most amazing thing that’s ever happened to me. And likely ever will.

I rush to the door with him following behind me because wherever I stop, it’s going to happen. There’s going to be no stopping. I kick off my shoes in the kitchen and tiptoe through the living room while listening for any sounds upstairs. It’s dark and silent. I dodge the coffee table, narrowly missing it, andDominic follows suit. He’s been here enough that he doesn’t need the lights on, either.

When I stop in front of the sofa, he grabs my shoulder, spins me around, and kisses me until my toes curl into the carpet. I wrap my arms around his neck as his hands slide under my shirt, lifting it off and tossing it behind me.

“I can’t wait,” he grumbles while unzipping and yanking down my pants and panties in one movement. My head spins at his desperate attempt to disrobe me.

“I–”

“Don’t speak.” He drops to his knees, spreads my legs, and swipes his tongue over my swollen, lust-coated lips.

“Oh!” I gasp as he drops me backward onto the sofa, throws my legs over his shoulders, and feasts on me like he’s at an all-you-can-eat buffet.

“More,” he growls, yanking me to the edge of the cushions and grasping my ass, lifting my hips upward. He laps at my seam like he’s trying to clean me, but as soon as he tastes me, I coat his tongue again.

When his tongue dives into my core, I thrust upward, begging for more. It feels so good. My eyes roll back into my head as I fist the cushions. “You taste so good, Wildflower.”

I shudder from head to toe as he slips into my core, swirls over my clit, and sucks the throbbing nub between his teeth. It’s too much. He’s too much. I grind my teeth together to hold on because I don’t want it to stop. “Oh my God, Dom, that’s….”

He leans up as my pussy walls clench in frustration. “Tell me what you want.”

“I…. I can’t.”

“Yes, you can.” He swipes the tip of his finger along my seam. “Tell me.”

I wiggle my ass on the sofa, but he dodges my pursuit of his fingers.

“Say it.”

Fuck. He’s going to make me do it. But the alternative is impossible. I suck down a breath and say, “I want your fingers deep inside of me. I want to come again. So bad…. Please.” My voice is bordering on keening, and I’m so desperate for relief.

“That’s a good girl. I love hearing you talk dirty. Now, come all over these fingers and scream for me.” He shoves two fingers into my center and flicks my clit with his tongue so hard that I almost lose consciousness.

Lick. Suck. Twirl. The movements come fast and repeat in altering patterns as my whimpers are louder than the sound of my pussy grasping his fingers.

Fireworks flash behind my eyes. So close. So fucking close. He adds another finger. “Oh, my God, yes.” I’ve never felt anything like this. I hold my breath as the fireworks behind my eyes scatter in all directions. “Fuck. Fuck. Yes. Don’t stop. Fuck. Oh my God.” My entire body shatters into a million pieces.

“I love this pussy. So hot and greedy.” The loud unzipping of his pants is followed by the pressure of his cock at my seam and his hand resting by my head as he holds himself upright between my legs. “Relax. Take a deep breath.”

He shoves forward, and my eyes fly open. Pressure. Cold. Metal. “Is that? Oh…,” I gasp as he presses deeper.

“That’s it, Wildflower. Does that feel good? Can you count how many rungs there are?”

“I….” Another piercing slips inside, filling me with his thickness and the cold metal. I wasn’t expecting this. Although, I should have. He works at a tattoo shop with an onsite piercer. My thighs shake as I stretch around him at the exquisite pressure.

“That’s it, Wildflower. Almost halfway there. You can take me. You’re such a good girl. So tight and wet.” His voice is a low growl.

“Almost halfway?” Shit.

“Yes, baby.” His arm shakes as he slowly presses deeper. “You’re doing so good taking my dick.”

“Oh!” I swallow harder and wiggle, taking more of him, but he’s still not fully seated. His mouth trails along my jawline.

“Just a little more. Relax, baby.” And then, his balls are settled against my ass. Thank God. I don’t think I could’ve taken any more.

I wrap my legs around him and tangle my hands into his hair. “It feels so good. Like nothing I’ve ever felt.” I dig my fingernails into his skull as he rocks against me.

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