Page 57 of Between Love and Loathing

My whole body shook with her statement, vibrating with a jealousy I wasn’t at all used to. I growled at her boldness, whipped the tie from my neck, and took one step toward her.

“Dominic, okay, actually I was just—”

“You were just what?” I grabbed both of her wrists, and she didn’t fight me at all. I didn’t want her tied up but I did want her blindfolded and at my mercy. I wrapped the fabric around her eyes.

“What are you doing?” she whispered.

“You think a guy gave you what you wanted, but I bet you’ve never listened to your body properly. I bet you never asked for what you needed.” Clara’s body was already reacting to not seeing and just feeling my touch, my breath on her lips, my body close to hers. Her skin had goose bumps, she was biting her bottom lip, and her sex was dripping through her lingerie.

I walked in front of her, grabbed her thong, and ripped it off fast. She gasped but I wasn’t saying sorry.“Your pussy bare in front of me looks good, Clara.”

I dragged the piece of fabric up her stomach and then roughly over her cleavage before it got to her face. “You smell yourself, baby? How aroused you are?”

She whimpered and said, “please” before I threw the fabric onto the ground and grabbed her thighs to yank her up. Wrapping them both around my head, she scrambled to catch herself. Her fingers threaded through my hair as I licked at her clit fast, wanting to bombard her with the right sensations, wanting her to scream for me and for only me. I turned and walked us over to the bed where I lowered us down, the iron of her headboard clattering against the wall.

“Oh my God. Dominic, hold on. That’s going to be too loud for the—”

I sucked her clit hard and saw her immediately reach above her to grab hold of the bars. I chuckled as I squeezed her ass and then murmured, “Oh you’re going to be loud. Hold that headboard and ride my face, little fighter. I want that iron banging into the wall. Your neighbors are going to know this is the only boyfriend that makes you come like this.”

“I don’t think—”

I smacked the side of her ass. “Don’t think.”

Then, I licked her pussy slow, tasting everything I wanted. She moaned loud and arched off the bed.

“Say what you want, Clara.”

She shook her head and so I licked her even slower, softer this time and only rolled my thumb over her clit once.

“Dominic, please.”

“Please what?” I murmured, “Tell me exactly what you want.”

When she didn’t, I licked and then blew on her clit instead of pinching it and she gasped, wanting to give her the sensation of going from hot to cold instantly.

“I need you, Dominic. Please.”

“Need me to what?”

“Give me an orgasm, asshole. And lick me the right way. Now.”

“That’s it. That’s a good girl, finally telling me what she needs.” I descended on her pussy, sucking on her clit first and then sliding my tongue between her lips to taste her. I took my time, savored her flavor.

When her body started to tremble as she whimpered, I grabbed her ass and flipped her over so that she was straddling me. Then, I said, “You feel how your thighs are shaking for me, baby, how your pussy is dripping down your leg?”

She bit her lip and nodded.

“Focus on what your body wants, on your own pleasure.” I slid a finger in as I looked up at her and watched her arch as her pussy clenched around me. “What do you want, baby? You want to ride?”

She nodded again, her hips rolling over my hand before I slid my finger out. “Then, ride, baby. Hold the headboard tight and ride my face like you want to.”

She ground her hips down and moaned my name over and over, letting me taste how sweet she was as she started to buck over my tongue.Clara needed me to eat her out as much as I wanted to. But I felt how her thighs clenched and knew she was holding back just a bit probably to try and keep her vulnerability or her heart.

I was taking it all from her.

I smacked her ass hard and then gripped her waist. “If you don’t sit all the way down on my face, I’m going to bring you to the brink all night without making you come. Let go, and fuck my mouth like a good girl, baby. Don’t make me tell you twice.”

“Please, just shut up, Dominic.” Her hands were white-knuckling the iron headboard this time when she dropped onto my face, her arousal ran down the side of my jaw as I worked my tongue around her clit and then into her sex, thrusting it in and out, in and out, as she gyrated harder and harder.