Page 68 of Ruined

“You want to touch me?”

I nodded, my throat raw from him.

Dominic’s eyes darkened as his grip on my jaw tightened. I could tell he wanted to keep fucking me. He chuckled, shaking his head.

“You’re lucky you’re cute,” he said, reaching behind me.

The cool click of the cuffs unlocking sent a rush of relief through me, and the moment my wrists were free, I reached for him. My hands slid up his thighs, over the taut muscles of his hips, and finally to his waist. His skin was hot under my palms, and I pulled him closer.

“Happy now?” Dominic asked.

I leaned forward to press my lips against the base of his cock, trailing slow kisses up the length of him. Dominic cursed, his hands finding my hair again as he let me take control.

“Fuck, Luca. You’re going to ruin me.”

“Somebody has to.”

My hand wrapped around his length. The size of him made my mouth dry. I gave his cock a few slow jerks. I leaned down, my tongue flicking out.

Dominic groaned, his hips shifting slightly.

He was so hard, I could feel his pulse beating against my fingers. Clear drops oozed from his head. My tongue caught one. Dominic swore. My other hand cupped his balls, playing with the skin, as I positioned my mouth.

I took him in my mouth. Only an inch, but Dominic’s other hand fisted my hair. Encouraged by that, I wrapped myself around the tip of his cock, feeling the weight of him pressing against my tongue. He was so big, I had to readjust my jaw. I pulled my lips over my teeth to keep from grazing him.

Dominic didn’t look in control anymore. His chest rose and fell rapidly. Sweat beaded on his forehead. His big eyes swallowed me. He didn’t remotely resemble the arrogant fuck that bossed me around. He tried to play it cool, though.

My tongue swirled around the head. He twitched with every stroke. He told me to pay attention to the base.Make it messy, Luca. Take me deeper. I obeyed him.

His fingers tangled in my hair. Dominic didn’t seem capable of speech anymore, but he’d said some things that made my chest tighten.

You’re perfect.

I love your lips wrapped around me.

Such a good boy.

Dominic’s wrecked voice echoed in my head. I told myself I didn’t care, but the heat in my chest said otherwise. It burned, spreading lower with every rasped groan that escaped his lips.

Dominic grunted, pulling out of me. His hands slid under my arms, pushing me backward. I let him guide me to the bed, his weight following close behind.

“Turn around,” he rasped. “Get that ass over here.”

I froze. Turn around? I almost said no, but Dominic’s hands stayed on me, grounding me. He wasn’t pushing, just waiting.

With a shaky breath, I shifted myself until I straddled him. His hands roved over my ass, kneading, and my muscles tensed. A sharp smack echoed through the room, followed by a wicked sting. I flinched, a strangled noise escaping my throat.

The burn spread, tingling under my skin in a way I didn’t expect. Dominic’s hands followed, soothing the sting, his touch almost tender. My breathing hitched.

He slapped me again, the sound ringing in my ears. My head spun with the shock of it. Fuck, Ilikedit. The sting melted into warmth, making my pulse stutter.

I took Dominic into my mouth, my lips wrapping around the swollen head as he spread open my ass cheeks, exposing me completely. There was a rustling sound, the faint crinkle of a bottle being opened. I stiffened. Cool liquid hit my asshole, jolting me like ice water.

“Don’t stop, Luca. Keep sucking.”

His voice settled inside me, threading through my nerves like steel wire. I let out a shaky breath through my nose and slid my mouth lower, taking more of him. His cock filled me, brushing the back of my throat.

His slick finger pressed against my entrance, and I tensed. My hips jerked. I wasn’t ready for that, but he didn’t push.