“Stop that,” she scowled. “Anyone could walk in ‘ere!”
My eyes rolled over her curves. She was so thick it made my mouth water.
“Like I care, you being jealous and possessive of me has me hard as diamond. I fucking love this side of you.”
“Dominic,” she said, her face aflame.
Laughter bubbled up my throat. “You’re going from sexy as fuck to adorable as hell. You’re killing me here!”
She raised a brow. “I am about to kill ye’ if ye’ don’t cut this out. I don’t like it.”
“Why are you crossing your legs then?”
She looked down at her body and realised her legs were indeed crossed.
“Shut up.”
The amount of willpower I had to use to remain seated was incredible. I knew her pussy throbbed for me, and the tighter she pressed her thighs together, the more her cheeks flamed.
“If you come over to me, I’ll take that ache away and turn it into immense pleasure.”
She closed her eyes as I spoke.
“I bet you’re wet for me. I can practically feel how hot you are for me from all the way over here.”
She tried to focus on her breathing. I saw her take calming breaths, and it made me smile. She was trying to block me out, and there wasn’t a chance in hell I would let her do that, not when she was finally opening herself up to me.
“Come over here, baby.”
Almost instantly, she walked towards me, and I licked my lips as if she was a damn buffet. She opened her eyes when her knees knocked against mine. I grinned at her as I leaned my head down and brushed my nose against hers. She was trembling, and I knew that she was scared, but I wanted to show her that being intimate with me was something to crave, never something to fear.
“What are you feeling right now?” I asked. “Tell me, pretty girl.”
Her breathing turned laboured as she said, “I feel hot ... and achy.”
“Is it a teasing ache?” I whispered, brushing my lips over hers. “Does it throb?”
“Uh-huh.”
I sucked her bottom lip into my mouth for a moment, then released it. I wanted nothing more than to toss her down on the exam table, pull her jeans down, part her thighs, and fuck her until she screamed, but I knew that wasn’t going to happen, so I put that thought out of my mind and focused on the pleasure I’d get from pleasuring her.
“Your body knows what it wants, and the more you hold back, the more that pretty little clit of yours pulses away as it demands my attention. It wants just my attention, right?”
Bronagh’s good hand shot out and gripped my shoulder. She squeezed it when my hands came around her waist, then drifted south and gripped her behind. I palmed her ass and swallowed down a groan of my own. I loved her ass.
“Why are ye’ doin’ this to me?” she whispered. “I’ll kill ye’ for this when I’m thinkin’ clearly.”
After she spoke, she kissed me like a woman starved. Quickly, I took control of the kiss. I kissed her hard and deep, and just as she was focused entirely on my lips, I slid my right hand around to the front of her jeans and flicked my fingers over the front, unbuttoning and unzipping them within seconds.
“Dominic, please.”
I knew what she was begging me for, and she didn’t have to ask me twice.
“Just relax, baby, and let me take care of you.”
I slid my fingers down her stomach, then dipped my hand into her panties. She sucked in a sharp breath when my fingers slid between her smooth, wet folds followed by my thumb as it brushed over the tiny bundle of nerves that pulsed away for my attention. I wished I could take her clit in my mouth and lick and suck on it until Bronagh screamed my name, but fingering her was the best I could do, so I focused on making it good for her.
“Bronagh, baby, you’re fucking soaked.”
When I resumed our kiss, she wasn’t responding to it with much enthusiasm, and I knew it was because my finger swirling around her swollen clit had her and her body’s full attention.
Her grip on my shoulder tightened. “Oh, God.”
I pulled back an inch and stared at her expressive face, feeling myself harden to the point of pain as pleasure washed over her face. When her eyes drifted shut, my cock throbbed. Seeing how much she enjoyed my touch turned me on beyond belief.
“Eyes on me.”
She pushed her pussy against my hand, and I knew I had her.
“Yes, yes!” she suddenly cried out. “Don’t stop.”
“Not a fucking chance,” I said, rotating my finger at a faster pace. “Does that feel good, pretty girl?”
Her hips bucked in response.
I smiled, and said, “I’ll take that as a yes. Open your legs a little wider for me.”