His Games, Her Rules

He squeezes his eyes shut as he grunts in response at every inch of his cock that’s buried inside me.

“God, so fucking tight,” Dominique growls against my lips as a breathy moan escapes my lips.

He starts to move again, starting slowly as he slides in and out of my opening.

“Oh, fuck.” I moan. He stops to kiss me as he plants kisses on my neck, down to my collarbone and he nibbles on the skin.

I dig my fingernails into his back, drawing out a groan from him as I brush my palm down his back and to his butt, pulling him closer and closer.

Dominique increases his pace, pummeling me as he whispers dirty words into my ear. His tongue finds the sensitive spot beneath my ear as he kisses it, his warm tongue drawing a response from me.

Dominique pulls my right thigh up, with his hand underneath my knee as he slams into me.

“Oh, God. Fuck me, Dom.” I moan into his ear, pulling at his locks and he groans in response.

Dominique leans back, throwing my legs above his shoulders as he starts to ram into me, all the way in, his balls slapping against my ass as he thrusts in and out of me at a fast pace.

“Please don’t stop,” I cry out. “More, Dom. Fuck me harder.”

Dominique drops my right thigh on the bed as he brings his hand in between my legs. His thrust is slow, and with his thumb on my swollen clit, Dominique starts to rub small circles on my clit.

“Oh, fuck,” I moan loudly, tears of pleasure streaming down the corners of my eyes as he increases the pace of his finger on my clit.

“God, I’m going to cum.”

“I want you to cum on my cock,” Dominique groans as he slides in and out of me in slow, treacherous motions as he continues to stroke my throbbing clit with his thumb.

With one last stroke of his thumb, I feel my orgasm rip through me as I moan loudly. My whole body vibrates, and my legs shake as I climax for the second time. Dominique leans down to plant a kiss on the corner of my eyes, the corner of my lips, and then a final peck on my lips as he taps my sex twice before pulling out.

With his hand on my ankle, Dominique flips me effortlessly so that I’m lying on my stomach.

“On all fours, babe.” Dominique orders and I obey.

God, I feel open in this position. Dominique suddenly smacks my ass and I yelp in surprise, a moan escaping my lips.

“You like that, don’t you?” Dominique asks, pushing my thighs apart as he chuckles sadistically. I nod in response, craning my neck to stare at him behind me.

“Words, Robyn. Use your words.” He says, his palm coming in contact with my butt cheek again and I let out a whimper.

“Fuck, yes.”

“Now, aren’t you a bad girl?” He says as he slides in again without any warning.

“Oh, fuck.” I cry out as Dominique groans.

“God, I’m never gonna get enough of this.” He says as he grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls my head back.

Dominique cups one of my breasts in his other hand as he squeezes, his hips rocking back and forth as he pummels into me from behind in fast strokes. My ass jiggles with every thrust, bouncing at the contact of his pelvis as he fucks me like an animal.

“God, how can you feel so fucking good?” Dominique growls as he lets go of my hair to wrap his hand around my neck.

The pressure on my throat muffles my moans as Dominique leans down to whisper dirty words into my ear. My vision is blurry, tears of pleasure sliding down my cheeks as I grip the sheets. Dominique releases my neck when I can’t get air through my lungs as he grips my chin instead. I lean backward, pushing my hips back to meet his every thrust. Dominique groans into my ear as he kisses my cheek. He trails the kisses down my neck as he takes back control, slamming into me balls deep, his pace fast and rough. Dominique releases his hand on my chin as he runs his hands down my torso to my waist.

With one hand on my butt and the other on my breast, Dominique plants soft kisses on my shoulder blades, his warm lips grazing my sweaty skin as he nibbles on the flesh.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum inside you.” He growls into my ear as he increases his pace, pummeling my sex deeper and faster.

“God, I would love that.” I moan, my fingers gripping the sheets as I feel my third orgasm in the pit of my stomach. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum again.”

With a few deep strokes, Dominique and I reach the edge together as we let go. My body shakes as my orgasm rips through me. I clench my walls around his cock that’s slowly softening as I feel his body vibrate behind me while he finishes inside me. Dominique pulls out as I collapse on the bed with my face against a pillow. I’m exhausted and sweaty as Dominique crashes on the bed next to me, with his strong arm thrown around my waist.

My hair is damp from sweat as I turn my head to look at him, a small smile playing on my lips as I stare at him. He’s sweating too, his golden brown locks are disheveled and moist with sweat.

“That was hot,” Dominique whispers as he plants a kiss on my forehead.

I chuckle lightly. “Yeah.”

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“No. I’m fine.” I say softly.

Dominique flashes me a small smile as he pushes a wet strand out of my face and behind my ear. “You’re so beautiful. I could get used to this. Making love to you and lying next to you every fucking morning.”

What does this mean? Does he mean he wants to do this again? And again? And why does the idea of it want to make me jump to the moon?

I blush, my eyes looking anywhere else but him.

“Don’t get over your head,” I tell him, my eyes glued to his tattooed pec instead of his dangerous blue eyes.

Dominique chuckles. “If I can remember vividly you said you were never gonna fuck me again and you were serious about it.”

I gasp, flushed with embarrassment as I smack his chest. Dominique chuckles. “Fuck you, Gray.”

“Yeah, we just did,” Dominique says as he pulls me into his arms, an arrogant smirk on his lips as he stares into my eyes. “And god knows I wanna do it again… and again.” He whispers, his gaze flickering to my lips before bringing them back to rest on my eyes.

I bite my bottom lip, my right thigh splayed over his hip as I run my fingers through his hair. His cock, pressed against my thigh, twitches as it slowly grows hard again.

“I like this. Me and you, like this.” I whisper as I trail a finger down the length of his strong arm.

This feels good. It’s nice actually. And maybe we don’t have to put a label on it yet, but I am sure of one thing. Whatever I’m feeling right now, even though it’s unfamiliar and terrifying, I don’t want it to end. I want to wake up next to him naked and exhausted from being fucked into oblivion by him. I want to be by his side, supporting him when he needs support, and I want to be there for him. Matter of fact, I want him and I want to be with him even though with Dominique it feels like uncharted territory.

And maybe it’s time I come to terms with the fact that I’ve fallen in love with him. And as frightening as it may sound, it’s not so bad after all.