Page 225 of Wicked Savage Cruel
“Yes.” I thought I made myself clear already. “I’m not going to force myself on you. If you don’t want this, want me in this way, I can find someone else—”
“The hell you will,” he snarls.
Dominique shoves his pants down and steps out of them, his cock hard and at attention.Oh my god,he’s huge. A thread of doubt worms its way inside of me. Will it fit?
Without breaking eye contact, he leans to the side and retrieves a condom from the nightstand. He tears the foil packet with his teeth and shamelessly rolls the condom onto his shaft, before stroking himself.
“Say it again,” he grinds out as he climbs onto the bed, positioning his cock at my slick entrance. “Tell me what you need.”
“I need you to fuck me.”
He makes an animalistic sound in his chest, and the head of his cock slides between my folds but without entering me.
“If you regret this in the morning—”
“I won’t,” I assure him.
Blind desire flashes across his face, but rather than sinking into me as I expect, he sits back on his heels and flips me onto my stomach. My heartbeat kicks into overdrive as he pulls my hips toward him until I’m on hands and knees.
“Dom,” my voice quivers with need.
His cock rubs against me from behind.
I shift my hips back and turn my head to look at him. His face is locked in concentration, his expression almost predatory. “Spread your legs for me.”
I do what he asks, widening my stance. He presses a hand against the center of my back. “Tilt your ass up,” he orders, before sliding that same hand down between my legs. I try to tamp down on my nerves as Dominique presses a finger inside me, rubbing the walls of my pussy before he retreats and lines up his cock. Goosebumps break out across my skin and he leans forward, scraping his teeth over my bare shoulder as his hips thrust against me, his cock buried to the hilt in a single powerful move.
I cry out, a sharp stab of pain spearing into me.
He stills. “What the fuck?”
My legs tremble, but I manage to blindly reach back and grab hold of his wrist. “Don’t.”
“You’re a virgin.” He sounds both pissed off and in awe.
Not anymore.I think to myself, but don’t say the words aloud.
“Why would you… why didn’t…fuck.”
My body is tight, my muscles clenching against the intrusion. I force myself to take a deep breath and relax.
Dominique leans over me, his forehead resting between my shoulder blades. “What were you thinking?” he whispers against my skin.
“Dominique?” I say through clenched teeth.
“Yeah?”
“Move.” He pulls back and for a second I think he’s going to withdraw all the way. “Not stop,” I clarify, and he stills. The head of his cock barely inside of me. “I need you to move.”
He flexes his hips, an inch sinking back into me.
I moan.
He curses.
“Your first time shouldn’t be like this,” he growls. “It should be with someone you trust. Someone—”
“Dominique.” I give him a second. Looking back, I meet his conflicted gaze. “I trust you.”
