Page 104 of Ruined

I groaned.

“You’re adorable when you’re pretending to hate me.” His lips brushed the shell of my ear. “Now, be good and spread your legs.”

His hand slid lower, fingers brushing between my thighs, teasing me enough to make my hips jerk. He laughed, his free hand keeping me pinned.

I bit my lip. “Dom.”

His hand wrapped around the base of my cock. I bucked into his grip, desperate for more friction. His thumb slid over my slick head, giving me a few jerks. God, I loved his hands on me.

Dominic stepped away from me, leaving me against the table. I twisted to look over my shoulder.

“Where are you going?”

He smirked. “Calm down. I need to grab something.”

He strolled out of view. My hands curled against the table’s edge. My forehead rested on the wood. I ground my teeth. I should’ve pulled up my pants, but I didn’t move.

I stayed where he left me.

His steps echoed closer. He stopped behind me, and the faint sound of a cap opening made my stomach drop.

“Don’t pout,” he purred. “I’m back.”

The slick sound of lube in his hands sent a flush up my spine. I swallowed. Dominic’s hand came down on the small of my back, pressing me down.

“Relax. I’ve got you.”

I flinched when his slick fingers teased between my cheeks, cool against my overheated skin. My body tensed, and Dominic chuckled.

“Tight,” he murmured. “You don’t make this easy for me, do you?”

I bit the inside of my cheek hard enough to taste blood as one finger pushed in, stretching me. The cold slickness made me shiver, but the burn was good.

“Fuck.”

“Breathe.” His free hand rubbed circles into the small of my back. “You’re so good at this.”

He pulled back to add more lube, the cool drip landing against my skin. When he pushed in again, two fingers this time, I couldn’t stop the broken groan that slipped out of my throat. My hips twitched, trying to push back against his touch.

“Impatient?” His fingers crooked, dragging a wave of pleasure through me that made my knees buckle. “You’re dripping all over yourself already.”

“Stop talking.”

He laughed, his fingers fucking me open in slow strokes. The stretch was still sharp, but my body melted into it. I let my head hang, letting him touch me like heownedme.

He dragged his fingers out before thrusting back in, making me gasp. I swallowed hard. My cock throbbed, hanging heavy between my legs.

Dominic pulled his fingers out.

“You ready for me?” he asked.

I nodded.

Dominic grabbed my hip as a hard pressure teased against me. “I want to hear you say it.”

“Fuck you.”

He pushed forward. “Say it.”