Two Can Play (Celeste and Dominic) novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115

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I was so wet I could hear it, the wet sounds of his mouth on my pussy, the way he slurped and sucked like he could not get enough of me. My hips rocked against his face, chasing his tongue, and he grabbed my thighs, holding me open, holding me still, his tongue working me until I was trembling on the edge.

Then he pulled away.

I whined at the loss, but before I could protest, I felt the head of his cock pressing against my entrance, nudging against my wet lips, teasing me. He looked into my eyes, his face flushed, his lips shiny with my juices, and he pushed.

The head stretched me open, sliding past my tight entrance, and I bit my lip as my pussy walls struggled to accommodate him. He was thick, so fucking thick, and I could feel every inch of him as he pushed deeper, my body opening to receive him, my walls gripping him, clenching around him. He kept going until he was fully inside me, his hips pressed against mine, his cock buried to the hilt, my pussy stretched wide around his girth.

He gave me a moment to adjust, his forehead resting against mine, his breath warm on my lips.

“You are so beautiful,” he whispered.

My heart skipped a beat, a flutter in my chest that I did not expect, that I did not want to feel. But before I could process it, before I could say anything back, his lips captured mine again, and he began to move.

Slow at first, long deep strokes that dragged against my walls, hitting places inside me that made my toes curl. He thrust into me slowly but deeply, his cock sliding out until only the head remained, then pushing back in, filling me completely, over and over. My hands went around his broad back, my nails digging into his flesh, and I could feel the muscles shifting under his skin as he fucked me.

My legs went around his ass, locking tightly at the ankles, pulling him deeper every time he pushed in. His cock drove in and out of my pussy, the sound of our bodies coming together wet and rhythmic, the bed creaking beneath us. I closed my eyes, moaning softly, and his lips found the crook of my neck, sucking, biting, leaving marks I would find tomorrow.

His hand slid between us and found my clit, his fingers pressing down, circling, matching the rhythm of his thrusts, and I felt the pressure building, coiling low in my belly, spreading through my thighs.

Fuck, he felt good. He felt so fucking good. I could hear myself moaning, could hear the wet sounds of his cock fucking my pussy, could hear his breathing, ragged and desperate, in my ear.

I was close. I could feel it, the tension building, the heat spreading, my pussy clenching around his cock with every thrust.

Then I heard the sound of a door opening downstairs and my eyes flew open.

I looked at Dominic, my breath catching, and he looked back at me, his rhythm faltering for just a second. Then he pulled out of me, the loss sudden and empty, and he rolled off my body, sitting up against the headboard, his back against the wooden frame. His cock stood erect, slick with my juices, thick and hard

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and glistening in the dim light.

He spread his legs wide and pulled the remote close to him, ready.

I knew what he wanted.

I turned around, my back facing him, and I went in reverse. I positioned myself over his cock, reaching down to guide it to my entrance, and I sank down onto him, taking his cock deep inside my pussy in one smooth motion. We both groaned, the angle different, deeper, his cock hitting spots it had not reached before.

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