Three Hard Lessons (Blindfold Club 2)

Dominic established his pace, and fingertips trailed up along my spine, sliding over my skin and giving me shivers. Those fingers paused at the bra clasp and undid it, then continued their journey up to the nape of my neck, where they settled, cupping at the place my neck joined my shoulders.

I exhaled loudly. There was no pressure or tension in his grasp, it just rested there like that was its home, but the gesture was incredibly dominating. I pushed back with my hips, trying to match his rhythm.

“I like it rough,” I blurted out. My approaching orgasm was all I could think about.

“How rough?” He drove into me. Every crash of his body against mine pulled double-duty, pleasing me with his cock and that toy in my ass. “Safe word rough?”

“Yes.”

The hand tightened a degree. The tiniest shade of pressure as if only trying to make me aware of its presence. “That’s a conversation I’d like to have, but not right now.” The hand twined in my hair, taking a fistful and pulling my head back. Not hard or painful in the slightest, but still aggressive and controlling. “Right now, I want you thinking about my cock filling your pussy. Thinking about how it’s going to feel in your ass.”

And . . . that’s all it took. The hand released my hair. I tore apart with my orgasm, smashing my face into the mattress so I could scream. Ecstasy rippled and flooded upward, burning across nerve endings and leaving cold bliss in its aftermath.

“Shit, you’re so fucking sexy when you come.” He continued his relentless rhythm, pounding away at me, one hand tight on my waist.

“Fuck me in the ass. Make me come again.”

He made a noise that came from the back of his throat. Disapproval. “That sounded like an order. I thought you were supposed to beg.”

“Please.”

“Better,” he growled. “But not good enough.”

Had I created a monster? “Please, Dominic. You said you were going to own my ass. Don’t you want to? Don’t you want to fuck this dirty little slut where she needs you to?”

He made a sharp sound of satisfaction, and my words sent him into a flurry of action. He pulled out. The toy in my ass retreated and dropped to the towel on the bed. The paper bag rustled again and there was a snap as the bottle of lube popped open.

Silky fingertips spread it everywhere, massaging me for a moment. I moaned at the touch, and murmured words of encouragement as he did the same to himself. I pushed back up on my arms, glanced over my shoulder, and locked my eyes with his gorgeous ones.

“Go slow at first,” I whispered.

His face was ultra-serious. “I will.”

I turned back to bury my face against the sheets, my hands splayed out in front. The bed shifted as he positioned himself. His cock nudged at the taboo spot. Deep breath.

I exhaled through clenched teeth as the head of his cock pushed its way in. Not the best feeling in the world. I gripped the sheets tightly.

“Okay?” he asked. The hands on my waist tensed.

“Keep going.”

He did. The stretch got worse and I bit down on my bottom lip, but it lessened when he began to move back and forth.

“Holy fuck,” he groaned, his voice heavy with pleasure.

It was getting difficult to breathe again. “You . . . like it?”

“It feels different,” he said on a low voice. “It feels good. Really, fucking, good.”

He went further with every slow pass, and I crossed the threshold from discomfort back to comfort. “Faster,” I urged.

His quiet moan was erotic. Hearing his pleasure helped me find my own so much faster. Dominic’s rapid, loud breathing was punctuated by the gentle slap of our skin as he began to fuck me.

“Yes,” I whimpered. Oh, it was starting to feel good now. I shoved a hand between my legs, teasing my clit as his dick sawed in and out of me.

“Oh, Jesus, Payton.”

Once again, a hand slid up the length of my spine, only this time I arched my back into it, rising up on my free hand. He lowered down onto a hand, so his damp chest was pressed to my back, and his other hand curved around my body, cupping my breast. His lips trembled by my ear, occasionally planting kisses when he wasn’t struggling to find air.