Page 78 of The Dicktionary Club

‘Consider it done,’ Dominic replied.

And with that one statement, she was gone. Katy leaped towards him and the pair began kissing passionately in the street, walking a few steps, jogging, then stopping and kissing some more. She could feel his bushy beard tickle her face and couldn’t help but wonder how it would feel between her legs. His tongue pushed slowly around her mouth as they connected.

‘My flat is just up here,’ Katy eventually panted between kisses, unlocking the close door and leading Dominic upstairs.

The living room was in darkness.

‘Oh, my friend is staying over tonight,’ Katy whispered, taking care to make her footsteps quiet. ‘But she’s in the bedroom.’

Dominic pulled off his leather jacket and nodded, not breaking his carnivorous stare from Katy.

‘Lie down flat with your legs parted right now, and make sure you’re naked,’ Dom demanded.

Holy fuck, who shat in his granola?she wondered.

Katy giggled. ‘Sorry? What?’

‘Don’t fucking answer me back! You want to squirt for me, don’t you?’

OK, a little bit of role play, I got this.

Katy slowly kicked off her shoes, then pulled her dress off and threw it onto the floor. Next, she lowered her underwear to the floor. She lay naked on her sofa, feeling somewhat vulnerable and overexposed.

Please, God, don’t let Zola walk in, she thought.

Slowly, Dominic strolled towards her. The darkness cast shadows throughout the room of his tall, manly physique.

He kneeled on the floor, slowly running his fingers up and down Katy’s naked body. She observed him enjoy the control he had over her and began to feel more relaxed as she watched him getting turned on.

‘Now, ask me to make you squirt.’ His voice soundedprofound, as if he was ready to perform some miracle on Katy that she had begged for.

Katy cleared her throat. ‘Please,’ she whispered.

‘Please, what?’ His voice was strict and authoritative. Katy immediately thought of Andrea and then shook that image from her mind.

‘Please, please make me squirt, Daddy!’

Dom’s head tilted.

Oh, shit. Did I go too far with the Daddy patter?she wondered.

But all of a sudden Dom’s hands began ravishing her and he pulled Katy’s legs wide apart.

God, please bury that beard deep into my pussy!she thought, having wondered the entire night what it would feel like rubbing against her clit. She could feel herself vibrate between her legs, longing so hard to be touched, stroked or licked.

Dom slowly ran his fingers up her legs instead, eventually pushing his finger inside her.

‘You’re wet!’ he declared, tutting a little.

Katy panted, nodding, agreeing with him. ‘Sorry,’ she shrugged.Was that what he wanted her to say?

‘But not quite wet enough for my liking.’

With that, he began moving his middle finger furiously inside of her. Katy’s entire body was being pushed further up the sofa.

‘Oh, oh, oh God!’ she whimpered. She did not quite understand the feeling. Her mind wandered, wondering how awkward this would be if he failed in the mission he was so adamant he’d pass. God, it felt strange, definitely not like any orgasm she’d had before – only a semi-pleasurable feeling, more uncomfortable than anything.

Dom’s hand was still twitching furiously inside of her, moving his fingers around as if he was playing a rendition of ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’ on her cervix.

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