Undeniable: Dom & Gigi (Beg For It 5) - Page 21

“One last time,” he grit out, as if making a bargain with himself. He brought his large hand down to my hip, his fingers around my panties. “Stand up.”

Quivering, I raised myself from his thigh and in one, swift motion he ripped the flimsy lace straight off of me. I gasped at the sensation, his brute force, and he brought me back to his lap, this time straddling his waist.

“I want you facing me, baby,” he said as he positioned me, hands at my waist, then down to open my thighs. “I want to watch you when you come.”

He slipped his fingers down and I was lost instantly, barely able to cling to his shoulders as he started fucking me in a hard rhythm, first one finger, then two.

“Lean back,” he growled, and I rested back onto his other hand, giving him more to see, my glistening breasts with my pink, hardened tips, my slick, bare pussy newly waxed just for him. He knew exactly how to work me, how to make me crazy and I spread my legs wide as he rhythmically rubbed my swollen clit, thrusting his fingers into me with urgent, fevered need.

“Are you going to come hard for me, baby?” he asked, his voice deep and dark.

“Yes.” I pushed against his fingers, wanting to get there, wanting him to make me.

“You’re so close.” He feasted on me with his eyes, watching me as I grunted and gasped and felt it build and build until finally he told me, “Come for me, Gigi.”

I exploded at his command, shuddering and coming hard on his fingers. He slipped a third in as he told me to come and I felt so full, so possessed by him. He kept working my clit, forcing more pleasure out of me, demanding I give him everything. All of my body and mind sang out in response, hiding nothing, offering everything.

He guided me back onto the bed and we lay there, him holding me in his arms. As I came back to reality, I wrapped my arms around him tight, as if I could keep him there forever.

“I’ll stay,” he reassured me, stroking my back. “I’ll stay tonight.”

But you’ll be gone in the morning. I thought it, but I didn’t say it. No use adding salt to the wound. Slowly, at a more leisurely pace, we lay together and kissed, touched, wound our bodies around each other. I sucked at him and licked, then tried a nip at his neck the way he’d done to me.

Heat burned in his eyes, and he flipped me onto my side, spooning my back. “I’m going to keep you like this, naughty girl. So I can control you.”

But there was still so much I could do, even held onto my side. With my back against him, I arched my ass, pushing right where I could feel his erection long and stiff. He must need release so badly. I rubbed against him, up and down his length with my bare ass cheeks and moaned.

“Dom, please. It’s our last night together. I want to feel you naked against me.”

“Gigi.” He bit out his words, struggling. “We can’t…you know we can’t.”

“We don’t have to have sex,” I pleaded. “I just want to feel you. This one time.”

He cursed like a man going to the gallows. Then he rolled away. I turned to watch him as he removed his jeans and his huge, gorgeous cock sprang out so hard. I licked my lips. I wanted it in my mouth.

“Now you need to be good.” He pointed a finger at me, and I bit my lip, feeling chastised. “You need to let me be in control.” He smacked my ass briefly, a short, sharp sting. I cried out in surprise and my pussy throbbed and gushed in response. It felt so good. “You like that,” he whispered, husky, almost sounding drugged with lust as he read the desire in my eyes.

I looked up at him, wide-eyed, surprised myself at the response I had to his spanking. I nodded. I had liked it. My ass tingled and I wanted more. He cursed and looked away, struggling with himself. Then he looked back.

“Turn on your side.” I complied with his order, and was rewarded when he slid in along my backside, completely naked.

“Oh, Dom!” I cried out as he pressed against me, the full length of his body, his hard, hot chest, his long, muscular legs, his full hard cock pushing against my ass. “You feel so good!”

“Christ.” I could hear him panting by my side, practically feel the desire rolling off of him in waves. “Stay still,” he barked. I hadn’t realized it, but I’d started grinding my ass against his cock, my body craving the pleasure it could give. With a whimper, I tried to keep still. He caressed the arm I lay my head on, then twined his fingers through that hand, loving me and fastening me there, tight.

He trailed his fingers down my other arm, then covered my hand resting on the mattress. “Keep your hand here. Understand? Don’t move it.”

“Yes,” I sighed, knowing it would be hard. I wanted to move my hand back to his ass, push it against me, work it around to touch his cock and maybe guide it over to where I wanted it. I wanted to give Dom my virginity. I wanted him to take it so badly.

Assured of my compliance, he took over, moving his free hand along my body, caressing my breasts. He settled against my ass, moving his fingers down to my pussy to push me against him, bucking against me with his impossibly large cock. I moaned and tilted my head back, eyes closed.

“You feel how much I want you,” he growled. “How hard it is for me not to take you.”

“I want you to,” I panted, begging. “Please.”

“You know I can’t, Gigi.” He moved against me, mimicking the rhythm, as if he were pushing himself inside of me. “Fuck, you’re so wet.” I moaned and couldn’t help but push my ass back into him. And I got more of what I wanted. He moved his hand to his cock, then brought it between my slick thighs so it rested against my pussy.

“Oh! Yes!” I worked down along its length, loving the way it felt against me, covering him with my slickness, trying to get my clit down on it.

“Are you getting off on my cock, Gigi?” His voice sounded so dangerous, like a warning and it turned me on even more.

“You feel so good.” I wished I could free my hands and push his cock exactly where I needed it. I could press it against my clit and slide it there, my arousal keeping it so slick. But he held one of my hands against the pillow and I kept the other one fisted in the sheets, like he’d told me.

“So wet.” He was moving against me now, pushing himself in and out between my thighs, each time bumping up against my clit.

“Please,” I pleaded, moving my hips against him in the rhythm he set. “I need to feel you inside me.”

“Gigi,” he groaned, tortured.

But I couldn’t stop. “Just the tip, Dom. Please. Just the tip. You’ll slip right in.” I could feel how close he was, how easy it would be for him.

“Fuck!” And then he did it, he brought the huge swollen tip of his cock to my quivering, wet entrance. “Stay still,” he ordered me.

“Yes, yes,” I promised.

When he pushed in, I nearly came. He stretched me and my eyes watered with it, even though it was just his tip. But he was so big, the head of his cock so fat, and I’d never had one in me before. It felt so fucking good.

“So…tight…” He made a deep, guttural sound and stayed still in me. Then he moved, just an inch forward, an inch back.

“Dom!” I screamed, wanting him to know how good it felt, wanting him to know he could go in all the way. I wanted him to.

“That feel good?” he asked, an inch in, and inch out. He let go of my hand and fisted his hand in my hair, claiming me. “You like my cock in you, baby?”

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