Chapter 37 Thirty Seven
He kisses her forehead” That was amazing. We should rest now. We have the rest of the week to figure out better ways to enjoy ourselves.”
She smiled as she snuggled against him she drifting off. Falling asleep immediately.
….
She woke up, and the soft glow of the table lamp slices through the room. Her head rises slowly. She found herself curled up against Dominic's warm solid chest. She couldn't recall when she fell asleep.
But the way her body molded into his, it must have been hours…
He was still asleep…peaceful… too beautiful to watch. His bare chest rose and fell like the steady rhythm of the waves. She couldn't help but be mesmerized by him.
She stared at his toned arm, his calm breath, and the way he smelled of fresh laundry and cedarwood. There was something primal about it. Some things that draw her to him.
Her fingers drifted slowly without permission, brushing across his abs, lower, until she could find his cock, soft but still impressive. She bit her bottom lip, the desire to please him overpowering everything else. Shame doesn't exist here especially with him.
She lowers herself, her lips barely brushing the tip of his cock as she whispers against.”Good morning Dominic.”
She kissed his cock slowly, before letting it slip between her lips. She takes him into her mouth, sucking gently, teasing him awake with the warm wetness of her tongue.
“Mmm… that's a nice way to wake up.,” he murmurs, half-asleep but smirking.
She hummed around him, vibration making him twitch. She bobbed her head deeper, savoring the weight of him on her tongue.
Her hands slide along his thighs while her lips move with purpose.
When he's fully hard, she draws back slightly, then trails her tongue down to his balls, wetting them slowly as she strokes his hair.
His hand finds her hair, fingers curling gently at first then tighter. She moans softly her body melting into the touch.
Her shift weight, straddling one of his thighs, her pussy already aching and wet from this close to him.
He groans, his hips bucking as he nears the edge. She responded by wrapping her lips around him tighter, taking him deeper.
His release comes in like a hot wave, spilling into the mouth. She swallows eagerly, but some escapes, running down his cock and onto his balls. She licked him clean, slow and intentional, keeping eye contact the entire time.
Dominic reaches for her and pulls her up, crashing his lips against mine, tasting him on her tongue.
“Good girl,” he whispers against her mouth before pinching her ass. She squeaks in surprise, but he just grins.
“Let's get cleaned up. We have a lot to talk about, he says, lifting her in his arms like she weighed nothing.
He carries her into the luxurious bathroom, the space bathed in soft lighting. There's a glass-enclosed shower in the center, Modern and massive.
He adjusts the control until water is streaming and then pulls her into him.
Under the spray, he begins to lather her with soap that smells like exotic orchids. The steam thickens around us. Making it hard to see, but she feels everything. She feels his fingers gliding over her skin, the way he massages her back like an expert.
“You're beautiful everywhere, Izzy,” he murmurs, kneeling to wash her leg, feet, and every part of her care.
She had never felt this seen, this adored. His hand slid teasing the inside of her thigh until he reached her center. He flicks her clit once.. Just once and it was enough to make her gasp.
And then nothing..
When the shower ends, he dries her slowly, with gentle strokes, wrapping her with a towel. He smells divine clean, masculine, and dangerous she thought.
He tossed the towel aside and led her back into the bedroom. He pulls on a black shirt and white pajama pants. She glanced at the chair where the clothes she had worn last night were.
“You're not wearing anything?” Dominic says without looking at her.
Damn. She didn't want to wear anything.
They both step into the sitting room his hands resting on her ass. He takes a seat on the couch as she moves to a seat across from him but he pats his thigh with a smirk urging her to come sit on it.
“Come here, Izzy.”
She obeyed
She climbs into his lap, mounting him. Her bare skin brushes against the cotton of his pants.
“So,” he begins, his fingers tracing a lazy circle on her thigh” why did you agree to this?”
“I…I wanted to be part of your world,” she whispered
“What do you think my world is?”
“Its dominance. It's possessive it's sexual.”
He chuckles “What do you like sexually that I do to you?” he asked his eyes burning into hers.
She swallowed hard. “I like it when you command me, Dominic.”
He leans in slightly, his voice low.”You enjoyed being submissive.”
She nodded “Yes.”
“Do you enjoy being hit?”
She looked down at her body already aroused “Yes.”
“Do you enjoy being put to shame?” he asked his fingers rolling around her nipple
“I..i don't know she barely whispers.
He slides his finger down her pussy, finds her drenched, and smiles knowingly.
“Would you like to be my slave, Izzy? His finger circles inside of her slowly
Yes..yes I would.. Please.” She moans, hip grinding on his hand.
“You know BDSM works with scenes right? He asked
She nodded
“In a scene, I will use you. Hit, push, and challenge you. Are you ready for that?” His voice is commanding.
“Yes, Dominic.”
“You'll obey everything I tell you without hesitation.” He pinched her nipple hard. She yelp
“Yes, Dominic”
“Are you ready to be in the scene now?”
“Yes,” she breathed “I'm ready.”
He took out his fingers and stood. Stripping fully.
“Let go Doll”
Doll. The word slices through her like a drug. He had given her a pet name for the scene.