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

I can't see his face. But for some reason, I'm sure he smiled at that second. He smiled contentedly.

His tongue penetrates me again, and a finger begins to massage my clitoris.

I can no longer control my moans. I lower my hand and cling to his hair with my fingers. The body shoots with pleasure. Covers with the head. I feel myself shrinking around his tongue. The orgasm is so strong that everything floats before my eyes. I shout his name in a hoarse voice and feel like I'm falling apart into a thousand small fragments.

I'm crazy about him. Officially. Madness. I'm going crazy. I don't know what else to call it ... I don't know at all. Next to him, I become obsessed, addicted and ... The worst thing is that I really like this state.

I don't know how many orgasms he gave me today, but I know that the night is just beginning.

Judging by the way I was turned on my stomach, my man wants more, and I didn't even think to ask him to stop. I get on my knees. I rest on a soft mattress and bend in my back.

His palm slides down my spine and ants immediately appear on the skin. I want to purr from his touch. I want him not to stop and continue to caress my skin. Stroking ...

I rest my buttocks on his hard cock and shake it lightly. What causes a loud growl behind me, and then the skin of the buttocks stings a slap. Not strong, but tangible.

Slightly higher, but I continue to do what I did. I make a circular motion with my buttocks again, and I feel how it rests against his member. Slightly slides his head on the clitoris, and I give a groan.

The body trembles with anticipation of pleasure, but Artem plays with me again. It does not penetrate. It slides only slightly on the clitoris and is removed again.

"Hmm ...". I moan in displeasure, and hear the man laugh.

"It seems that someone is insatiable here?"

A new slap on the buttocks makes me lean back, trying to break free and roll over, but no one allows me to do so.

"So dishonest!".  I'm crying, and I'm trying to escape again.

"What exactly?". It seems that he is having fun on the full program.

"You are stronger! I have no chance to escape."

Again his laughter is behind me. And then ... he leaves me. Removes hands.

"Is everything fair now?". Turning on my back, I look at Artem. He smiles. So sincere and persistent that I am ready to admire this picture forever.

I get up on my elbows, close my eyes, and then stretch my lips in a smile.

"Not at all", I explode sharply, pushing my palms into his chest and throwing him onto the bed. I fall on top of him and bury my lips in him.

I don't know how often I will be allowed to do such pranks, so I try to make the most of the situation.

"And now everything is honest", I whisper into his lips and pull away. His eyes darken in a second. I see his pupils dilate. I'm wild about it all.

I rise slightly and slide excited nipples on his torso ... It feels like my nipples are so hard that they can scratch his skin.

I slide them down, I hear as his breathing becomes more frequent. I lick my parched lips, then lift my eyes and meet his gaze.

"It's time for my dessert."

I bend down, touch the head of his aroused member, play with him.

Settle between his legs. I bend down. I wrap my fingers around his hard cock and run my tongue over his head. I make a circular motion and hear the man give a loud curse.

His hand falls on my hair. Fingers wind strands. But he does not try to control or tune in to any topic. No. He just plays with my hair. And I put my lips on his unit.