35
With me secured tightly in his arms, he got up and placed me gently against the bed. My back came in contact with the mattress softly. He pulled his hand from underneath my butt cheek and slid his palm down my thigh again to hook the back of my knee. He guided my right leg and secured it over his waist and proceeded to move his other leg between my legs, so his waist was now completely between my legs. He threw my left leg around his waist too, and I locked my ankles around his back, trapping him against me. I decided to be daring and ran my hand under his shirt, feeling his abdominal muscles rippling under my palms. He decided to return the favor but I wasn't ready yet.
Dominic's hands slid along my thighs, provoking goosebumps to sprout all over my skin. His hand trailed its way towards the sweatpants I had on and my heart accelerated when his fingers trailed in between my thighs, into my shorts and brushed against my panties with a feathery stroke. I felt him grow impossible harder. He broke the kiss, releasing a grunt as he pressed me into the bed. He began kissing his way down my neck again, focusing on the hollow of my throat and I moaned unattractively, throwing my head back to grant him more access.
"Your skin is so damn soft. . ." He croaked out, sucking on the skin of my neck.
Dominic slowly glided his hands down my bare waist, before sliding down to squeeze my bums again. In the process, he pressed his erection against my already throbbing core. I released a sharp gasp and threw my head back. Overwhelmed and breathless, I grinded against him, surprising both him and myself. The simple action caused him to go haywire and he let out a ragged warm breath against my neck, tugging at my sweatpants with such intensity I feared he might rip it off.
"We should stop." I whimpered, breathless, still feeling the pleasurable zap flowing through my system. "Dominic. We really should."
Thankfully, he let go of my sweatpants almost immediately after my voice. I sighed deeply, caressing his pecs under his cotton shirt. He felt so good. I wanted to feel his skin closer and for as long as possible. I knew he felt the same way because his hands couldn't decide between gripping my waist and feeling bums, so he did both — repeatedly.
"Dom. . ."
He sucked on my lips, muffling my sounds from escaping my mouth. He wickedly pressed his erection against my core again and I moaned against his mouth, I was hugging him tighter into myself. The drunken sensation of his blazing erect member against my core, protected by nothing but two thin layers of my loose sweatpants almost drove me over the edge. He thrust his throbbing erection at my core again, and I moaned in pleasure, arching against him. He grinded against me and his arms dropped so his chest was now squashing my breasts. His body was now completely covering mine but somehow, he wasn't crushing or suffocating me.
Dominic took his hands down to my hips, and gripped them as he continued humping me, setting my body ablaze. His face dropped to the side and I craned my neck to face him, sighing in pleasure against his mouth. He was thrusting forward and I was grinding against him, dry humping each other.
Suddenly, he rose up. Hoisting me against himself in the process as he sat on the back of his knees with me on his thighs, legs still locked around his waist.
His hungry eyes skimmed at my breasts in the dim lights filtering in through the window. I could see the passion at which he glared at them and I was blushing feverishly.
He pressed his mouth against mine. Once again, we began kissing — wet, rough, open mouthed, sloppy. My chest heaved against his as I pressed onto him, tightening my legs and arms around his body. I gasped against his mouth when he fell forward with me in his arms so my back was now on the bed again. He tore his lips from mine and began to trace a pattern down my neck, repeating his earlier action, leaving tingling sensation where his wet, moist lips touched. He sucked on the skin at the meeting of my neck and jaw, causing me to squirm underneath his body as he intended to leave a mark on me.
"No. No. . ." I was breathless, reaching out to hang my arms around his neck. "I don't want you to leave a mark. . ." Even though I was enjoying it, I didn't want a mark somewhere.
"I know, Ellie." He replied huskily against my face, his nose grazing against mine. His right hand latched onto my breast and began to squeeze. "I just. . ." He placed a chaste lips and continued. "I really like having you like this."
I didn't say anything in reply. I just whimpered and hugged him the more into myself, seeming to not be getting enough of his body, the warmth evading his body.
"Should we stop now?" He asked in a gruff voice.
"No. . ." I whimpered out, lifting my chin up to kiss him. "We can go. Just not all the way."
He was smiling against my lips. Obeying my command, he settled for adorning my neck with feathery kisses as he made a trail down to my breasts. In one swift action, he tugged the bra off finally and began to work wonders on my hardened peak with his mouth. Dominic's right hand began to travel down my belly. He shifted back and tugged the sweatpants down my thighs and past my ankles before flinging them off me. He closed in back and placed a soft but passionate kiss against my forehead. I pressed my eyes shut, basking in the glory of this boy that obviously adored my body.
His fingers came directly against my core through the underwear I had on and I gasped at the tingling touch. My panties was wet as he started circulating his fingers against it slowly before he parted my underwear and thrusted two of his fingers deep inside me. I gasped, arching my back, throwing my head back. His mouth moved to suckle on my other breast and he moved his left hand to the free one.
Situated between my legs, with his right hand inside my underwear, thrusting his fingers very fast into my moist, dripping privates while he suckled on my breast and fondled the other one, I came undone. Quivering and whimpering out his name as I clutched at the sheets.
"You're so perfect..." While I was breathless and panting — my chest heaving and my mouth parted, he gripped my thighs, causing me to wonder if he could feel the stretch marks. My hands were weak when I tried to run them over his head and past his shoulders. "You haven't the slightest idea what you do to me. How you make me feel. All I can think about is you. I want you so much, it hurts. You fûcking have no idea, Eleanor."
He placed a soft kiss against my lips and then a lingering one on my forehead. He pulled away from me and I sighed deeply, the sleep was threatening to take over my body. I could feel myself start to drift off into a sedated state, my eyes were pressed shut tightly.
"Dominic. . ." I whispered, softly. "But-but. . ."
He was sleeping next to me, hugging my body into his. His chin placed on my my head. "No. Don't do that. The stressing. The thinking. Let me do all that. I'm a puppet on a string for you. You're a silver lining climbing on my desire. I could die for you."
Log in with Google Account
Chapters
Favorite
Settings
