Page 289 of Phobia
She mocks my expression. “I’m saying you’re a dick head.”
Still smiling, I pinch her nipple in response, and she whacks my hand away.
“Stop it! Do you really think a bit of pain will cure me?”
Wrapping my arms around her, I lean in closer, inhaling her scent.I knew we’d smell amazing together.“You let your mind rule you, Naomi. I merely provided a distraction.” Nipping her ear, I whisper, “And you loved it.”
“I didn’t!” She looks so convinced; it’s funny.
“You did.” Kissing the top of her head, I rest my chin on it and lock eyes with her in the mirror. “You know something, Naomi. I don’t think you know what you like.”
Her mouth opens to argue, but I gently pinch it closed. “I wasn’t done,” I tell her firmly, my gaze severe. I wait until I see defeat in her eyes, then remove my fingers. She remains silent. “I think you spend the entire time you’re fucking, counselling yourself through it, waiting for it to end.”
“Is this your way of telling me I’m crap in be-”
My hand around her throat cuts off her question, and I lean down, claiming her ear again. “Get. Out. Of. Your. Head.” I press my stirring cock into her lower back, ensuring she can feel exactly what it thinks of her performance. “You gave me the best blow job of my life because you were all in, unafraid.” My free hand caresses its way down her stomach, and I start gently teasing her clit.
“Then your fear kicked in, and it would’ve ruined things… had I not snapped you out of it.” Without warning, I pinch her clit, her moan confirming my theory. To prove it further, I move to her entrance and start spreading the slickness I created.
“I pulled you out of your head, put the focus on your body…” I push a finger inside, and she rocks against me, pressing into my hand and then my cock when she leans back. “And you came alive.”
Releasing her neck, I tilt her chin so she can look in the mirror. The lust in her eyes burns brightly as she watches me fingering her. “Pinch your nipples,” I command.
She eyes me warily. “They’re sore.”
“If you don’t do it, I will,” I warn, slipping another finger inside.
Spreading her legs wider to accommodate me, she closes her eyes, and her hands move lazily towards her breasts. Precum leaks from my tip, and I slowly rub against her back, needing the friction.
“Do it,” I order, my breath catching.
Eyes still pressed tightly closed, she takes each nipple between her finger and thumb. “Agh!” Her eyes fly open, but she doesn’t stop. Her gaze locks on mine, and she squeezes again.
Confidence. Control. Ownership of herself—that’s what she radiates right now.
“How does it feel?”
“It hurts,” she gasps as she twists harder. “But… I like it.”
Tilting her head, I claim her lips, and when I slip my tongue past them, she grips it with her teeth, sucking it in with a moan. Pulling away, I turn her head to face the mirror again. “Keep those eyes open, Naomi. I want you to see yourself, see who you are while you own your pain… and I own this body.”
Naomi clenches around me as I pick up the pace with my fingers. “Good girl,” I murmur as she twists harder, gasping and moaning as we both bring her to her climax.
“Yes, Dom… just like that.”
“Don’t you worry about me,” I groan as I rub my cock furiously against her lower back. “Just keep those gorgeous nipples hurting.”
Hips thrusting furiously, Naomi pants hard before squirting all over my hands and crying out her pleasure.
Chapter 13
Ow!
I stare at my bright red nipples that hurt so good as Dom pulls his fingers out of me. Resting against his chest, I lean back, looking into his eyes as he sucks his fingers clean, causing my core to clench.
Shit.I’m learning more than one thing about myself tonight.
Dom leans closer and claims my lips, and I once again suck his tongue, savouring my taste. He smiles, “You’re so beautiful, Naomi, and it’s an absolute pleasure introducing you to yourself.”
