Page 76 of Dominance

I can feel my orgasm burgeoning, the swells of the coming cataclysm shuddering along the backs of my legs.

Rocking back and forth, I increase our pace, my arousal slick, drenched between us. He glides in smoothly, out again, and I’m bucking back and forth before I know it, desperate cries filling the room as his fingers clamp around my thighs, guiding the angle of my rocking hips.

Our bodies roll in time together, slamming Adriano home, right where I need him, again and again. The first crash of the tsunami hits, making me scream, wordless, and I feel him tighten under me, holding on to ride it out.

I’m clenched around him, my inner walls gripping him with wild abandon. Still, Adriano pounds into me, over and over. His eyes closing, his teeth grinding with effort.

“I’m gonna…” I cry, unable to finish the sentence as the full force of the tectonic shift unfolds within me. It rockets through my limbs, overpowering every other thought.

And right as it starts, I feel his fingers find my peak, driving the explosion to new heights, sending me into orbit.

The tide rises, my voice with it.

And I shatter.

Adriano shatters with me, dragging me down onto his chest as he loses control, pumping himself up into me with unrelenting force, flexing within me, crashing wave after wave of sensation into me.

The flood of his release is a molten heat in my center, fulfilling me in a way I never dreamed of.

Our rhythm slows but he never releases me, never pulls away as we roll onto our sides, clutching at each other for dear life.

Adriano kisses me tenderly, tracing lines over my skin, my back, with his fingertips.

I let my arms drop, rolling onto my back, feeling the soft cool comfort of the sheets around me. This must be heaven. This must be perfect and utter bliss.

We lay like that for minutes, caressing, drifting.

Until he rises again, in every sense of the word. And I’m ready, even though I’m nearly spent, my body drained.

So I wiggle a bit, making it clear that I want to stay on my back. “You can do whatever you want…” I whisper.

His grin is breathtaking.

And the feeling of him filling me up again even more so.

Resting my ankles over his shoulders, he plummets into me, lifting me up and down along his abs, my back rising up off the bed. It’s entirely different.

Entirely mind-blowing.

The sliding pulse of him increases, deeper. Hurtling into me. And all the while he locks eyes with me, our growing desire heating the air between us.

His chest heaves, coming in sharp gasps.

“Come for me, Adri…” I beg, ascending right along with him toward another dive.

“Come with me.” It’s almost a command. Just the right hint of sensual dominance to make my stomach flip.

“Adrian—Oh!” The cry tears itself from my chest, unbridled and fucking primal. Just like the current of buzzing bliss that makes me see spots behind my eyelids. As we careen off into nothing together.

All I can do is hold onto the bed and let him hold onto my legs as he comes undone inside me, my muscles giving out in spasms of ecstasy. My body releases, fully relaxed, the glow of aftershocks zipping along my nerves.

I sense, distantly, Adriano drop to the bed beside me, dragging me against his chest and the two of us are floating, lost in beautiful dark velvet.

And I’m falling, falling, falling.

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