Chapter 42 Forty Two
Her palms pressed against his chest, meaning to push him away….but her fingers curled in his shirt instead, betraying her.
He tore his lips from hers just long enough to murmur against her mouth, his breath hot and ragged.
“You can think later. Right now… I want you.”
And before she could protest, his mouth crushed hers again, drowning her in fire.
Izzy’s body pressed against the leather chair, heart hammering, breath catching in ragged gasps. Dominic's hands roamed with a deliberate, possessive intensity, one gripping her waist, the other brushing over her arm, tracing fire in its wake.
She tried to step back, tried to reclaim some control, but the wall of his presence stopped her, a living barrier she couldn’t push through.
“Dominic … we shouldn't,” she gasped, voice trembling, defiance flickering in her eyes.
He only smiled, dark and unreadable, lips brushing her temple before crashing down onto hers again.
The kiss was hot, demanding, a storm that made her knees weak.
Every time she tried to pull away, he followed, his weight pressing her against the chair, his body a claim she couldn’t deny.
Her hands fought to shove him back, but the second they found his shoulders, his fingers tightened at her waist, pulling her closer.
Her breath came in short, desperate bursts, every nerve alight with a mix of fury and want she didn’t want to admit.
“You’re trembling,” he murmured against her lips, teeth grazing her jaw. “And don’t think I don’t see it. You want this as much as I do.”
Izzy's hands clenched into fists in his shirt. “I don’t know here!” she spat, but her body betrayed her… pressing against him, responding, aching.
Dominic's lips slid along her neck, rough, claiming, and a shiver raced down her spine.
Say my name,” he whispered, a growl threading his words.
She swallowed hard. “Dominic…” Her voice was shaky, half protest, half surrender.
He pulled her closer by her hips, pressing his forehead to hers, chest to chest. “You can fight me all you want,” he said low, almost tenderly, “but the moment I touch that wet pussy of yours you would stop pretending.”
Izzy's pulse was a drumbeat she could hear in her ears.
Her legs trembled as he pressed against her side, one hand trailing down to her thigh, grazing in a way that set every nerve alight. She gasped, shoving at his chest, only for him to catch her wrists, holding her in place.
“Stop fighting me.” he teased softly, a cruel, teasing edge in his voice. “Or don’t. I like watching you struggle.”
Her knees weakened.
She wanted to fight, to push, to scream, but her body refused to obey her mind. Every brush of his fingers, every press of his chest, every smoldering gaze made her dizzy with want.
He kissed her again, slower this time, tasting her, exploring, holding her hostage with every touch. Her hands twined into his hair, pulling him closer, needing him even as she tried to deny it.
“There's no time” He growled “Turn around and bend over for me sweetheart.” He commanded
She obeyed, facing the chair and leaning forward, with her palm placed against the cool surface for support.
He stepped closer, unzipped his pants as on hand wrapped around his hard cock while the other parted her pussy lip dragging his cock into her wetness coating himself with her juice.
A shiver ran through her as his cock slid in. His hand was gripping her hips holding her in place.
Slowly he pushed in, her lips parted as his cock slid deeper, filling her until he was fully inside.
“Oh.. Dominic.” she moaned her nails digging into the chair.
He moved slowly and delibrate at first, let her feel every inch of him as he slid into her soaked pussy. Each thrust sending sparks of pleasure all over her.
She lifted her hips higher to take him deeper.
Dominic grinned at her response he knew he had gotten her where he wanted.
She couldn't believe she was being fucked by him at the cinema
“Ahhh…” She gasped as he went faster, faster each thrust relentless
“Oh… yes…more.” She cried as he went in deeper, harder, and faster.”
He leaned forward, his breath hot on her ears.” Say my name.”
“Dominic” She moaned
“Louder.” he growled slapping her ass cheek
“Dominic.. Yes …fuck…fuck me harder.” She cried out.
“I'm about to…” Her voice broke her body trembled, her pussy tightened
“That's it… cum for me, pumpkin.” he urged gripping her as he drove into her harder and deeper.
His slid under finding her clit and rubbing it quickly and in ruthless circles just as her orgasm clashed over her.
She explode with pleasure.
“Fuck…” Dominjc growled, slamming into her harder, faster fucking her desperately. The sound of his cock sliding to her cum filled the room.
“I'm going to cum..” he said trusting deeper and harder.
With a grunt he grabbed her hair and yanked her back against him.he groan then shouted as his cock pulsed inside her spilling hot cum.
They stayed like that for a moment, his cock still inside her. Panting and clicking to each other as they tried to catch their breath.
This was one of the wildest sex she had ever had and it made her yearn for more.
As they walked out into the fading afternoon light, Izzy felt a strange kind of calm.. like the noise of the world had been turned off just for a little while.
When they reached the car, Dominic opened the door for her again. Before she got in, she turned to him. “You know… for someone who says he doesn’t know how to give affection, you’re actually pretty good at it.”
He paused, his expression unreadable for a moment before he smiled slightly. “For someone who acts all innocent, it's very slutty.”
Izzy laughed, sliding into the seat. “I'm not.”
He closed the door gently and walked around to the driver’s side.
As they drove back toward the mansion, the sky began to turn shades of gold and pink. Izzy leaned her head against the window, watching the colors change, a small smile playing on her lips.
For once, there was no confusion, no questions… just the simple warmth of the day and the man beside her who, despite everything, was slowly letting her in.
When she glanced at him again, Dominic caught her eye briefly and said quietly, “You look happy.”
“I am,” she admitted softly. “It’s been a while since I felt this way.”
He gave a small nod, eyes back on the road, but there was something in his voice when he spoke next.. something almost tender.
“Then I’m glad I brought you.”
And for the rest of the drive home, the silence between them wasn’t empty.. it was full of unspoken things, soft and steady, like the quiet rhythm of something just beginning.