Page 84 of Ruined

“You’ll be perfect wrapped around me.”

I clenched my teeth. “No more teasing. Just take me.”

Dominic’s eyes darkened. “I need to get you ready.”

“I need all of you. Now.”

His smirk widened, but it wasn’t taunting.

He squeezed more lube over his cock. The sight alone had me gripping the sheets.

“Turn around,” Dominic ordered. “On your knees.”

I obeyed.

He picked up something from the mattress and tore it open. I glanced at him, catching him rolling a condom over his cock. Then his palm landed on my lower back.

“Relax,” he soothed. “Just breathe.”

The blunt head of his cock pressed against me. My fists tightened on the sheets as a sharp stretch tore through me, the pain blurring with something hotter. He didn’t rush, just kept pushing until the burn gave way to a pressure that made me shudder.

The tension in my muscles softened. He paused, letting me adjust, his hand steady on me. Then he pressed forward again.

“You’re doing so good.”

The burn softened, giving way to fullness that made me shudder. I hadn’t expected tofeelso much.

Dominic pushed forward again, deeper this time, and a sound tore from my throat. I dropped my head, sweat beading at the back of my neck as my body adjusted. I breathed through the sharp pain, feeling every inch. Intense. Overwhelming. Dominic’s hand pressed between my shoulder blades, pinning me.

“Just like that. You’re taking me so well, baby.”

Each slow thrust dragged me closer to the edge. He was ruining me for anyone else. He slowly pulsed back and forth. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the room, his pace picking up.

His hips snapped harder.

I dropped my head, sweat dripping down my face. My cock throbbed. I couldn’t stop the desperate sounds spilling from me. Dominic fed off them, fucking me like he was trying to break me.

“Don’t hold back,” he bit out. “Let me hear you.”

Dominic slammed into me, his rhythm relentless. Every thrust shattered something inside me, leaving nothing but heat, pressure, and the undeniable truth: I was his.

“More.”

Dominic’s hands dug into my hips. He buried himself deeper. My whole body jolted with the force. My fingers clawed at the sheets. I couldn’t even catch my breath. His hand slid up my back, holding me down.

My fingers twisted in the sheets, knuckles white as he picked up the pace. Every thrust shoved me further into the mattress.

All I could do was gasp, my body arching against his rhythm. His hand slipped lower, wrapping around my throat.

“I could fuck you all night,” Dominic groaned.

I clenched around him, and a growl ripped from his chest as his hips snapped forward. I couldn’t think, drowning in the raw need he dragged out of me.

His hands dug into my hips, dragging me back against him as he buried himself to the hilt. The stretch of him filling was too much, and my body arched. My head tipped forward as his lips pressed to the back of my neck.

“Touch yourself, Luca. I want you to come.”

My hand slid between my legs, fingers curling around my cock. I was already leaking, desperate, so far gone it hurt.