Three Hard Lessons (Blindfold Club 2)

My brain and body couldn’t figure out who was in charge when he pushed inside me again, only a little deeper than the last time. His thumb stirred. I figured out who was in charge then. It was one hundred percent him.

“You’re going to come on my cock,” he said, “one goddamn inch at a time. Come for me, Payton. Right now.”

But I’d just . . . It was too soon . . . Oh . . . oh . . . holy shit. I turned my head to the side to bury my face in my arm as I came. Again. Less than a minute between them. This one wasn’t long but it was sharp as a knife and tore through me. I cried out a sob of pleasure.

“Yes,” Dominic said. Even with my eyes shut, I could hear the smile in his words. “Yeah. Fuck, that feels so good when you’re coming.”

Akira’s commanding voice rang out and drew me back into the moment.

“He said I should make you come again.” Once more the cock began to slide out. His fist shifted back another inch.

“No.” Panic filled my voice. Twice was shocking and a fluke. Plus that wasn’t anywhere near enough time to recover. I couldn’t catch my breath.

“Yes. This body is mine. It does exactly what I tell it to do.” He inched forward. “I’m going to show you what you’re capable of.”

The thick cock pushed and I welcomed him even as I felt spent and exhausted. I held my breath when the fist pressed against the outside of my pussy, the rest of him sheathed inside. He was going to give me the command any second and I wasn’t going to be able to do it. I shuddered on the tabletop, rattled against Akira’s hold. Oh god . . . oh god . . .

Dominic’s gaze was inescapable. “Come for me, right now.”

I screamed as the pleasure rippled and crept prickling across my spine. Then his hand fell away and his hard cock drove deep, all the way into me. It sent me into euphoria, and everything went black.

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TWENTY-FIVE

Warm lips skimmed over my cheek and my head turned, searching to get them on mine. A rough voice asked, “Where did you go?”

My eyes fluttered open. Dominic was only a breath away, his eyes hinted at his concern. I blinked to clear the fog from my head and pulled my lips back in a satisfied smile. “Kiss me,” I said.

He lowered his head so there was no space between us. His mouth moved on mine in a sultry, passionate kiss that tasted like lov

e. It was the best kind of kiss. Akira had released his hold on me, so my hands settled on Dominic’s shoulders.

His cock was lodged inside me, and as we kissed, he began to move hesitantly. Slow, the way he liked it. The way he’d taught me to like it. Taught me to love it, really. He’d taught me to love all sorts of things in the two months I’d been with him.

Beneath him, I tried to return the pleasure he was so good at giving. I’d wanted to fuck him on this table, but instead I made love. It wasn’t hot, it was incendiary. Akira had picked up the pace with Yuriko and was fucking her mouth aggressively, but I ignored that. All I wanted was my boyfriend. This man I loved. And as soon as I could tell him, I would. Just not right now, not when we weren’t alone. I’d have to show him until then.

He groaned when I widened my legs and pulled him in as deep as possible, then flexed my internal muscles, squeezing him. He rocked against me, gliding in and out, his pace quickening and his ragged breath loud in my ear. My nipples dragged over his chest as his thrusts grew intense. Not as intense as this connection between us, but maybe nothing else could be.

“Oh, god,” I moaned. “Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.”

He silenced me under his powerful kiss, his hips pounding into me. Faster. And harder. On, and on. At some point, I think Akira came. There were a slew of hurried Japanese words, followed by quiet. The only sounds were Dominic’s body slapping against mine and my moans.

Dominic made good on my request not to stop, I mean, it felt like it. Time stood still when we were together. His lips were persistent on my skin. If they weren’t on my mouth, they were on my neck, feathering kisses there.

“Mine,” he whispered.

There was no hesitation from me. “So fucking yours.”

A shift went through his body like last time, only it was more pronounced. He was a flurry of action, burying his face in my breasts while his hips drove into me, endlessly repeating until his breath came and went in enormous gasps.

He came. Hard. And loud.

His moan sounded like it was created deep inside his throat, and his cock jerked with spasms, pulsing inside me and fading slowly. God, that felt so good. Each pulse sent a small wave of bliss up my legs. His heavy body collapsed on top of me while he struggled to regain his breath.

“Jesus.” It was barely audible from him. “Did I ever tell you that you were worth the wait?”

“What?”