“Lord help me, I hope you know what you’re doing.”
He climbed back onto the bed, between my legs, and grabbed my chin. “I wouldneverhurt you.”
And the terrifying thing? I believed him.
I gave this complete stranger something most people had to claw and scramble for — my trust. After years of learning the hard way that even the people who were supposed to protect you were capable of turning on you, I’d become fiercely protective of my trust.
My parents had taught me that lesson first. David just drove the point home.
But maybe that was why it felt safe with Dom.
He was a stranger. This was temporary. A one-night stand didn’t carry any real weight, no long-term stakes. I could give him a piece of myself and still walk away untouched.
At least, that’s what I told myself. I could let someone in, just for tonight.
What’s the worst that could happen?
Dom brushed his thumb over my bottom lip, pulling it forward and letting it snap back before claiming my mouth with his tongue. Arching my back, I pressed my stiff nipples against his smooth chest and ran my fingers up his arms.
His cock lay against my slippery folds, heavy and hot, and I didn’t want to wait any longer. My hand snaked down betweenour bodies, gripped his length — fucking hell, I couldn’t quite wrap my fingers around it — and placed his tip at my entrance.
“Aw, so impatient, Darlin’. Now, who’s needy?”
“You can’t wave that … thing around in front of me and think I’m going to restrain myself.”
Dom grinned smugly. “Feel free to elaborate.”
“Ha. Forget it. Time to make good on your promise, Hotshot.” I playfully smacked his side just as he leaned in to kiss me again, pressing his mouth quickly and smugly to mine.
He pulled back a little, his eyes narrowing with a spark of mischief. “Not that I’m complaining, but… I wasn’t exactly expecting to get lucky tonight. I didn’t bring anything to wrap it up.”
I tilted my chin, heat crawling up my neck and rising to my cheeks.
“I’m on the pill,” I murmured against his lips.
He exhaled once — a low, deliberate sound — then smiled, slow and dangerous.
“Still pulling out,” he assured me.
My pulse jumped like it’d been shocked.
He didn’t move, just stared me down, noses almost touching. “Now … beg for it.”
Contrary to my typical behavior, I responded instinctively. “Please, fuck me.”
One of his rust-colored eyebrows lifted. “That’s all? C’mon. You can do better than this.”
As he teasingly pressed his tip into my soaked entrance, I let out an embarrassing whine. I wanted him so badly that it hurt.
“I want your fat cock inside my tight little pussy.”
I sounded breathless even to my own ears, yet he still wasn’t moving. Maddeningly, he just held my gaze, his eyes scorching my skin with their intensity.
Fuck it, I was going all in.
“Make sure I can’t move an inch tomorrow without feeling you’ve fucked me. Tear me in two if you want to.Please, Dom.”
He drew in a sharp breath, shaking his head subtly. “Fuck, Goddess. Just … fuck. You’resoperfect.”
