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“Get over here and ride me,” he murmurs, his hand sliding up until he finds my breast and gives my nipple a playful pinch. Pleasure zings through me, both at his words and the feel of his hands toying with my breasts.

Tucking my legs on either side of his torso, I raise up on my knees and position myself over him. Dominic lets out a soft groan, shuddering as I lower myself.

“Fuck,” he grunts. “Don’t move for a sec,” he says as his hands tighten on my hips.

My eyes sink closed at the exquisitely full feeling of him inside me.

When I open my eyes, Dominic’s hooded gaze latches onto mine, and his expression is filled with things I’ve never seen before—wonder and vulnerability, and of course enough pleasure to end this ride in about three minutes flat if we’re not careful.

His hands find my ass and he lifts me, easing out and then sliding me back down again. We both groan. With his help, I find my rhythm, riding him as we gaze at each other. I plant my hands firmly against his chest, and Dominic rocks beneath me.

His hand slides to my throat so that his thumb can find its destination—my mouth. I suck it in, relishing the taste of his salt and my own sweat. Then he drops his damp thumb between my legs, and I whimper at the immense sensations shooting through me.

With each caress, I lose track of the rhythm of my hips, growing more and more erratic with my thrusts. Suddenly, unexpectedly, my orgasm washes over me in a powerful wave. I curl into his chest, rocking with pleasure. With one hand tangled in my hair and the other gripping my ass, Dominic thrusts hard and fast into me, his own orgasm right there.

his chest. His fingers play with my hair as his breathing

to jinx it . . . but I think we’re cuddling. And I’m

to make matters worse, I feel the soft

my eyes closed. I’m falling so hard for you, you

yet.

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be. I sit in private meetings with him, now invited as a special guest. I consult with him after,

been

once in the massive tub, against the vanity . . . it really doesn’t take much to

appetite turns me on, if I’m being honest. As soon as I see his eyes go dark and his lips part, I

heart dissolve, allowing admiration to unfurl and blossom into honest

as he’ll let

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put the cart ahead of

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