“Take me,” she said.

“Always.”

He sat with her on the sofa. It was one of those leather chairs that worked as both a sofa and a lounger. It looked like something she might see in a therapist’s office.

He pulled her into his lap as his lips claimed hers. Their lips meshed and parted to allow tongues to taste and slide. He was hard, his erection digging into her. Her moans filled the air as a fire built in her blood.

“Dominic...”

She pulled back suddenly taken with an urgent need. She spread his jacket, then grabbed his shirt and ripped it open. Buttons flew, thread snapped. She grabbed his zipper, struggled to pull it down as his cock bobbed against the material.

“Fuck, babe...”

Suddenly he shoved her away. He lifted her shirt up past her breasts and kissed her bare stomach as he pulled down the tight fitting yoga pants. He cupped her bottom then squeezed her cheeks.

“All mine. Forever. I want to be inside of you in every way possible.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” she kept saying, mindless.

 She needed him, to share in this moment, as joined mates.

Their clothes came off and then she was in his lap, straddling strong thighs. His cock dipped along her seam as she wrapped her arms around his bare back feeling that gloriously warm skin as she sank and sank over him. He filled her like a hot iron rod all soft but unyielding at the same time.

The sounds of their lovemaking filled the room. She lifted up and his hands gripped her backside, helping her. His lips caught hers, tongue passing her teeth to thrust. Little bolts of need pulsed inside her like flashes of electricity. She moved faster, loving how he dragged and pushed through her sensitive channel.

“Need to taste  you,” he said, his words a groan. Then his fangs were in her neck, locking her to him

No longer did she do the work. From that moment forward he commanded her body. It mattered not that she was on top. He spread his legs, making hers open wider and then he was thrusting into her slick passage with heavy, hungry thrusts. Flesh slapped. He kept hold of her sensitive bottom and she could feel the climax coming like a storm.

Her hips whipped in a frenzy against him, writhing, and grinding back against him. Blood rushed to the surface in her neck and her lips parted as her fangs pulsed with arousal.

“Yes, yes,” she found herself saying.

He took long, drugging pulls from her vein as he took her body. Sweat slicked their skin where they touched, chests mashed against each other. Finally, she couldn’t take it any longer and her head arched back as erotic contractions exploded inside her, milking his shaft and erupting through her pores.

He pulled back from her vein as the pleasure faded into a beautiful glow and then he turned her, flipping her onto her back.

His mouth descended to cover her breast as he thrust back inside and began to bring her up anew. She grabbed onto his hair, ran her hands across his shoulders and arms as he worked magic at her nipples.

“Touch yourself.”

She didn’t hesitate to obey his order. She trailed her hand down her stomach and between her legs. The little sensitive nub waited for her. He pulled back, one arm planted near her head to hold himself up as he watched his cock pushing in and out of her soft folds.

“So pink and wet. So beautiful. I could watch this all day.” He groaned, his eyes shuttering at the sight of their joined flesh. Sweat formed at his hairline, dripped down his temples to splash onto her stomach.

Her breath hitched. Hips started to twitch. Pleasure was gathering in full force low in her body.

“Dominic,” she said, helpless.

“That’s it baby. Come for me. I wanna feel you sucking me dry.”

He started hammering into her and that’s what did it. The hungry, painful look in his eyes as he watched her, the love in his heart for her, the way he filled her like nothing else.

But then he slapped her hand away and rubbed her clit for her. Her arms flew above her head and her cries tore from her dry throat. She quaked and shuddered and he took her through it all. When the last shiver left her he shoved deep on a groan, held himself still as he pulsed and pulsed inside her, filling her with his hot seed.

He collapsed on top of her, breaths puffing against her lips. They kissed as their heated skin started to dry.

“I love you, baby.” She wrapped her arms and legs around him as if to say I’ll never let you go.

His lips moved over hers in a slow, promising kiss then he looked in her eyes. “I love you, Lady Blackmoore.”

A smile split her face and she kissed his laughing face.

“Lady Blackmoore, I like that.”

His eyes caressed her face, serious. “Yeah, I like that too.”

And then he kissed her again.

END