Page 10 of Sweet Girl

“That’s my girl. How do you feel?”

“Amped up. Jesus fuck, I wasn’t expecting him toattackme, Dominik!” I yell, adrenaline making me feel out of sorts and crazed.

“That’s exactly why we did it. Practicing here with me, when you expect it, is only going to do so much. But to be blindsided? That’s when you will be able to tap into defending yourself like I’m confident you know how to. Now, do you feel better?”

I take a deep breath, trying to let the heady mix of adrenaline and arousal subside, but it feels like a live wire, pumping through my veins with nowhere to go. I shake my hands out and move from foot to foot.

Dom reads my expression, stepping closer and placing one hand on my ass to jerk me against him while the other slides up my chest, stopping to circle my throat.

“Does my love need a release? It looks like her energy has nowhere to go.” His breath tickles my ear, his voice low, and I nod slightly.

Dom’s hand slides from my hip to my front, fingers toying with the band of my leggings before dipping beneath them. He slowly descends until he’s cupping my pussy in his large, warm hand. He expertly spreads me apart, just enough for a thick finger to slip between my folds, dipping into my center before sliding back up to circle my clit.

“Sweet girl, you’resowet.”

“I know,” I say on a deep sigh.

What I really want to say is,the feeling of your best friend’s big dick pressed against my pussy made me want both of you so bad I’m leaking through my leggings.

“I’ve got you. I’ll make the ache better.”

My forehead drops against his bare chest, my breathing coming in pants as he works me over like he’s done so many times before. My hands rub over his tattooed arms, loving the sticky sweat coating him, his veins swollen and throbbing beneath my fingers. He dips two thick fingers inside me hard, just the way I like it, the power of the thrusts forcing me up on my toes. He holds me close as he ruins me, right here in the middle of the gym.

“Oh, god, Dominik.”

“Come,moya lyubov’,” he whispers against my ear as the hand around my neck tightens, cutting off my air supply.

My body hums under his demand, eager to please him and obey. His fingers slide up to my clit, pressing firmly and drawing small circles around my throbbing bundle of nerves as I struggle to breathe against the onslaught of pleasure building deep within me. The world around us fades away as I focus on the sensations he’s igniting. Somewhere in the recesses of my mind is a quiet reminder that we aren’t alone and that Cruz and Aidan are watching me grind against Dom’s hand to chase the release I’m desperate for. Damn, why is that thought so hot?

My legs begin to shake as tears spring to my eyes, the pressure around my neck and lack of oxygen intensifying the pleasure building within, before pushing me over that glorious cliff of euphoria. Just as the orgasm hits me, Dom releases the grip around my neck and forces my head to the side.

“Open your eyes,milaya devochka.”

My eyes slowly open, and as I blink the tears away and my vision clears, I’m staring directly at Cruz and Aidan, who lookferal.Aidan grips the ropes of the ring, while Cruz palms his cock over his shorts.

I gasp for air as I moan out the pure pleasure coursing through my body, unable to hold anything back, regardless of who’s in the room with us. Not that I want to.

As my climax fades, Dom pulls his hand free, bringing his fingers to his mouth and licking them clean in an obscene fashion.

“How does she taste?”

Aidan’s voice jerks me from the post-orgasm bliss and plummets me right back to reality, my brain regaining focus and clarity. So that wasn’t in my imagination. Holy fuck, Dom just got me off in front of his best friends. The way they are both looking at me, their eyes laser-focused, hungry—it’s clear how much they liked it. My heart thunders and drops like a heavy weight into my stomach.

“Sweet like fucking candy.”

“Fuck,” Cruz groans under his breath as he walks away.

“What a show, Em. You come so pretty,” Aidan says as he follows Cruz out of the building. My mouth gapes open as I watch them retreat. I turn back to face Dom, his arms crossed over his chest.

“Better?” he asks with a satisfied smirk.

“Ye-yes,” I reply, the words getting caught in my throat. Because what the fuck just happened?

“Good. Now, let’s go again. This time, remember how to fight back from the very first moment,” he demands, as if nothing had just happened at all.

CHAPTER6

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