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

Second, and his fingers in my hair. He squeezes it and pulls my face to his face. His other hand lifts me slightly, and I feel his cock rest against my bosom again. But I'm so aroused that I don't even try to resist it. 
 
"Repeat", he growls hoarsely into my lips.

"What?" 
 
Brains do not think at all. I don't even understand what he's asking me to do. 
 
"Repeat my name". From his voice, unreal ecstasy runs through the body. I can't even explain how this happens. I seem to be high from the hoarseness in his voice. The madness of that wild look. 
 
He penetrates me again. Slowly ... Greedily watching my reaction. Yes, as if afraid to miss something important. 
 
"Repeat". Snarls and squeezes my hair harder with my fingers. 
 
"Artem", I open my lips and moan hoarsely his name when he enters me completely. 
 
I don't know what to compare it to. I have no idea what it looks like. My screams tear my throat and fill the room. 
 
Artem doesn't feel sorry for me. Completely. In general, it seems to me that he seems to have broken the chain. As if punishing me for something, and not saying for what. I can't find another explanation for such a drastic change in his mood. 
 
Gentle kisses are over. He seemed to be deliberately misleading me. Made believe that he could be kind and gentle. And then I went back to my usual way. 
 
I'm on my knees. Hands rest on the mattress. Only now I understand that I stand on four. Although ... in general, it's good that I'm somehow thinking. After everything that happened here and, apparently, it will happen. 
 
He never let me have an orgasm. He almost brought me to the peak, but never let me end this torture. 
 
My body trembles with the desire to be touched. Lips bitten in blood. And I try to keep from begging him to continue. 
 
When his fingers touch my spine, I shudder. I hate him. I hate the moment he touches me and makes my whole body burn in the fire. Yes, I am ready to beg, because it is no longer possible to tolerate all this. The lower abdomen pulls so much that I'm ready to cry. He punishes me. Like the time he put it in his mouth for a bad joke. But what for now? For coming to his office? For allowing himself such audacity? 
 
His fingers still slide on my back, and then move between my legs. He touches my clitoris ... Slightly massages him and I, not holding back in my arms, I fall with my head on the mattress. 
 
I don't even want to think about the position I'm standing in front of him. Not now. I'll go crazy if I start thinking about it too. But the man sees it in his own way. A second and I feel it fill me again. This time he enters me with a sharp push, forcing me to squeeze the sheet with my fingers. 
 
His fingers are still on my clit. Now he plays with him so slowly that I'm ready to howl. He continues. He continues to mock me and I can't stand it anymore. 
 
"I will never do that again..."