caught in her throat. He was a magnificent male. A
triangle of dark hair covered the sculpted muscles on his chest. His body was
hard, layered with thick muscle. From a nest of dark hair at his groin, his
thick penis jutted upward, its tip purple.
Unfamiliar pride filled her. Dominic wanted her just as much as
she wanted him.
“Undress for me,” he said softly.
When she removed her shirt, a wide grin split his face. It made
him playful and boyish and younger. Alex felt her heart lurch painfully, for
this was the same man who’d first made love to her.
“Pink,” he murmured, studying the silk camisole she wore
beneath the plain shirt. “Very sexy. Shining and slick, the color of arousal in
a woman’s…”
Alex slapped a hand over his mouth and felt him lick her palm
as he laughed.
Then heat flared in his gaze. “Finish, Alexandra. I wish to see
what other surprises await me.”
When she did, the cool air slid over her skin. Fearful, Alex
glanced down. Her skin was still flawless.
Dominic slid a hand over her waist, beneath her right breast.
Then he teased the tight nipple, slowly circling it with his thumb.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured.
Slowly, he kissed her, lips trailing heat over her shivering
skin. Dominic dropped to his knees, feathering kisses over her belly, his palms
warm as he slid them over her bottom. Slowly he explored, his fingers teasing as
one trailed between her legs. Alex threw back her head, moaning, bracing her
hands on his broad shoulders.
Dominic slid a finger back and forth between her cleft, then
deftly slid inside her. The sensation was startling and intense. His touch was
light and expert, all the while thoughts slid into her mind with the intimate
caress below.
Whispers of how lovely she was, how enticing, how very much he
wanted to touch her all over, fuck her hard until she screamed…
Alex squeezed his shoulders, feeling the gathering tension.
Spread your legs for me.
When she did, he cupped her bottom and then put his mouth on
her. Each rough slide of his tongue between her legs stroked fire. Faster and
faster. And then, very lightly, he bit.
Alex screamed his name, feeling moisture gush from her.
Dominic looked up. Their gazes met, his intense and fierce.
Trembling, she stood back as he stood, wiping his mouth with the back of one
hand.
“Grip the dresser and look into the mirror.”
She did as he asked. Dominic positioned himself behind her,
gripping her hips. She felt the head of his penis nudge her wet, soft opening.
Then he surged forward. She felt the fullness of him slowly fill her, stretch
her almost unbearably.
“Look in the mirror,” he commanded. “See yourself, Alexandra.
See how lovely you are.”
Alex glanced up. She saw a woman flushed with sexual arousal,
her kiss-swollen lips parted. Her breasts gently swayed, their tips taut and
darkened.
Dominic slowly pushed into her, filling her completely. She
felt stretched to the limit. Then he remained still, letting her feel every inch
of his length. She moaned, fingers curling on the slick cherrywood. He began to
thrust, deep and even.
“Look at yourself,” he commanded, his voice thick and deep.
Mesmerized she could only obey, staring into the mirror, seeing
the flush of passion tint her flawless cheeks, her wet mouth trembling. He
played with her clit, teasing with his fingers as he thrust deep inside her.
Alex threw her head back, her back arched as their flesh slapped together. The
dresser shook wildly.
Growling, Dominic bent over her, the crisp hairs of his chest
rough against her sweating back. “Oh, that’s good, that’s so good, sweetheart.
Now Alexandra, come with me.”
Clenching hard around him, she climaxed on a scream. Dominic
shuddered against her, pumping deep inside.
For a minute, they stood. He was still deep inside her. Alex
glanced up at the mirror, saw blue fire in his gaze, the cords in his neck
stretched taut. Then he slowly pulled free, backing her up until
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