Page 38 of Forsaken Promises

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SOFIA

As Dom moves above me, inside me, I can’t help but marvel at the way he makes me feel. The pleasure is intense, consuming, better than anything I’ve ever experienced before. Even better than I remember it being when we were younger, when I thought our love was the stuff of fairy tales and forever.

I lose myself in the sensations, in the heat of his skin against mine and the way he seems to know just how to touch me, just where to kiss me to drive me wild. It’s like he’s mapped out every inch of my body, like he’s made it his mission to learn all the secret places that make me gasp and moan and shatter apart in his arms.

His thrusts are steady, slow, and easy before becoming faster and harder. My nails dig into his back as he pounds against that perfect spot. I close my eyes, savoring each delicious pump.

Dom grunts as he pushes my legs into my chest, allowing deeper access to me.

I cry out as hard, quick gasps leave my throat with each and every thrust. The pad of his thumb slips between us, down to my clit, massaging it in small, rough circles.

My breathing becomes heavier as I creep closer and closer to a climax. I feel Dom’s pace quicken as he becomes rougher with each powerful stroke.

Low grunts and moans spill from both of our lips, his fingers working magic against my clit as the head of his cock does the same to my G-spot.

I climax with one final thrust, my walls tightening around him. He lets out a deep, delicious groan before finishing inside me, his body shuddering as he orgasms.

I close my eyes, riding that wave of pleasure as I lose myself to the sensations. My breasts heave as I try to steady my breathing.

But Dom seems to have other plans as he pulls me into another kiss. But as he does so, I feel him slip two fingers within me, beginning a slow, steady, rhythmic pumping.

My eyes fly open, not opposed to the idea, but stunned. He wantsmore? After all the sex we had last night?

He smirks at me as he leans closer to my ear.

“Oh, I’m just getting started, Sof,” he mutters softly, kissing my ear as he begins to pick up speed.

His lips crash to mine, his tongue delving deep into my mouth as he swirls my clit with his thumb. I buck my hips and whimper, wanting more.

Dom removes his fingers from me, and I nearly mewl in protest, but it all dies away when he sticks his two fingers in his mouth and sucks on them.

Holyfuck.

He attacks me with gusto, his skilled mouth blazing an incendiary path down my breasts, and I let my eyes fall shut in abandon, let myself be consumed by the wildfire of sensations, by Dom’s dizzying touch that liquifies my higher brain function down to a single, rapturous mantra.

More. God,yes—more.

Dom pulls me so the lower half of my body is nearly dangling off the mattress. He flashes me a wicked grin before kneeling in front of me so he’s directly in front of my sex. “You tasted so good, Sof. Can I have another taste?”

“Yes,please,” I practically cry, unable to take my eyes off him as he smirks, pressing tender kisses from my knee to my thigh before he eventually reaches that little bundle of nerves where I need him most.

I bite my lip to prevent me from crying out, lest I wake the entire household. Dom’s hot tongue drags through my folds to envelope my hypersensitive bud, and I writhe against the mattress, thrusting my hips into his willing mouth, my fingers tangled into his hair.

Dom pins my hips down with one hand as he feasts on me, using his other hand to slip two fingers into me again. My eyes nearly roll into the back of my head as I revel in the sensations. My thighs begin to shake, and I know I’m getting close. Dom seems to know it too because he presses his tongue deeper and rubs my swollen nub.

“Oh,Dom!” I gasp. “I–I’m going to come.”

He doesn’t say a word, only working my oversensitive clit even more. I explode, biting down on my hand as I come, writhing and bucking against him as I come down from my high.

Dom’s lips are shiny as he emerges from between my legs, a triumphant smirk on his face.

Oh, I’m going to eat him alive. This is just so good. He’s become a master at getting me to experience the highest of highs.

And as much as I hate to admit it, even to myself, I know that this newfound prowess, this skill and confidence in his lovemaking, can only come from one thing.

Experience.

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