Dominate me by Julia Romush (most read books txt) 📖

At that very moment, I was grateful that this scoundrel ignited my emotions inside. I understood what had happened. It finally occurred to me that I had just been fucked in the mouth and even finished. Of course, he didn't care if I wanted it or not. 
 
He just showed me my place. On the knees. At his feet. 
 
I swallowed. Swallowed everything to the last drop, just mechanically. And looking up, I met his gaze. 
 
His eyes were now dark blue. They seemed to be on fire, and I burned alive in it. 
 
He liked to look at me like that. From top to bottom. He enjoyed giving me a lesson. He punished me for my audacity. For joking.
 
I look down. Where his member is firm again and ready to continue. Of course, it strikes me. He just finished. And now ... what ... again ?! 
 
My eyes increase in size from understanding all this horror. 
 
It's just that my body doesn't want to listen to the voice of reason. I can't seem to control it right now. 
 
I'm shaking with excitement. After all, only he got what we both wanted, and I just don't know how to stop the pulsation in my lower abdomen. 
 
I'm afraid to open my mouth and say another stupidity. But I know I can. 
 
Only the experience with a member in my mouth proves that his next lesson can again bring pleasure only to him. 
 
And of course, I don't control everything that happens next. 
 
"Do you always argue everything in disputes?". I look into his eyes again and without any second thought I run my tongue over my lips. Only his eyes instantly darken, looking at all this. "Then maybe ..."
 
I can't finish, he just interrupts me. 
 
"Aren't you going to get smarter?". His roar makes me shudder. His fist winds my hair so much that I just have to start rising from my knees with a wild scream. 
 
When I stood next to him and his eyes were much closer, I was terribly scared. I don't like that look. 
 
"I need to go to the bathroom",I almost squeaked, only from my words his hand did not let go of my hair. He, on the other hand, drew me even closer. 
 
So that his scent hit my nostrils. That the head began to turn from its proximity. So that I understand that he decides everything here. And I won't even be able to take a step aside if he is against it.
 
"No need", his free hand tugged at my dress, which he had unbuttoned before my shameful blowjob. A second and the fabric of the dress slips off my shoulders, exposing my stomach, another jerk and the dress goes down to my feet. 
 
 "These rags again?!". I guess it's about my underwear. Of course, today I wore what I had. I couldn't leave the house ... without panties. 
 
"The new one was left in the trunk of Alexander's car. I didn't have time ..." 
 
"To throw away all these rags today!" 
 
He growls so loudly that I swallow loudly, and then his hand slips under the elastic of my underwear and ... 
 
He starts touching me, just like in the car. He touches the most sensitive point, and I can't help but moan loudly. My body is shaking, I'm clutching his shoulders with my hands, because I'm not sure I can stand on my feet. 
 
"Tomorrow, to wait for me in one underwear."
 
With that statement, his finger slides into me and I bite my lip. Curse! What is he doing to me? Why is it so ... so ... unbearable? 
 
While his thumb still continues to massage the pulsating tubercle. 
 
His hand is in my hair makes me tilt my head so that I look into his devilish eyes. He greedily catches my reaction to everything that happens. 
 
And I just dig my nails harder into the fabric of his jacket when the lower abdomen shoots with pleasure. Dirty. A vicious pleasure provoked by his hands.