Page 104 of You Kissed Me First


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I think I already did.

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After I turnedour conversation heavy, I let Dominic change the subject to something lighter. Over the rest of dinner, we get to know each other on a deeper level. I discover that we are both introverts and prefer one-on-one conversations vs. large group settings. He likes listening to podcasts while he works. His favorite color is blue, and he prefers classic rock to any of the modern-day popular music.

I also tell him more about me. I really open up answering his questions with an honesty I didn’t know I had in me. It’s like when we are in a room together, all my embarrassment falls away. I mean, if the guy has already seen me puke, what would possibly scare him away? Not some silly answers to some basic questions.

Once done with our food, we move back to the bed while a different movie plays. The more we talk, the closer and closer we get.

Talking turns to touching, touching turns to kissing. Soon, I find myself on top of him, my lips tasting his skin.

“Katie,” Dominic groans as I kiss down his neck.

“Let me have my fun,” I tease as I work my way down his chest. “May I?” I ask as I reach the waistband of his shorts.

“Do with me as you wish.” He grins as he lifts his hips.

I pull down his shorts, freeing his cock.

Raising a brow, I look up at him as I settle between his thighs. “No underwear?”

Dominic smirks, shrugging his shoulders.

I take him in my hand, stroking him from root to tip. A drop of precum leaks from his slit and I can’t help but lean forward and lick it no matter how much I hate the taste.

Dominic hisses as he weaves one hand into my hair, the other grasping the bed sheet. I look up at him through my eyelashes, holding his eyes as I take him into my mouth.

“Motherfucker,” he groans, shifting restlessly. “That feels so fucking good.”

I feel powerful watching this man succumb to pleasure. Pleasure that I’m giving him. Starting at the base, I trail my tongue up the underside of his cock until I reach the head. Then I encircle my mouth around it, flicking my tongue on the tip.

“You’re a fucking goddess. Keep doing that and I’m not going to last.” His grip in my hair grows tighter, making my scalp sting, but it only adds to my pleasure.

I don’t know where this new sexual vixen came from, but I’m liking her. Before, I never enjoyed giving blow jobs. I always felt like I was on stage and being judged.

It’s different with Dominic. He makes me feel wanted. As if I’m revered and can do no wrong. Every time my mouth touches him, he is giving me praise.

Who knew I needed that so much?

“You’re such a good girl sucking on me like that. Take me deep, baby doll,” he demands.

With his words, he also puts a little pressure on my head. Enough to tell me he wants to take control, but not so much that I can’t resist if I want to.

I don’t resist though. I let him guide me farther down his cock, giving shallow thrusts until I can take almost all of him in my mouth.

It’s when he starts to bump the back of my throat that I want to gag. Instead, I focus on the way my body is tingling. My clit is throbbing, begging for attention. I can’t help but rub my thighs together. Bringing him pleasure turns me on unlike anything ever before.

With him taking over the pace, it leaves my hands free, so using one of them, I trail it down my body until it’s slipping below my own clothes.

“Oh fuck. That’s hot. Touch yourself, Katie. Show me how you can bring us both pleasure at the same time.”

I don’t hesitate. My fingers are circling my clit while he continues to use my face. Tears are rolling down my face at the act, but somehow it only turns me on more. Like doing this for him is single-handedly bringing me to my own climax.

I hum around him as I feel myself building higher. Then I’m there. Screaming out against his skin. His cock acting as a gag, keeping my pleasure to only us.

“Katie. I’m close,” he warns as his hand tightens in my hair.

A pounding at the door makes me jerk in his hold, but he doesn’t let go, instead doubling his effort.