Chapter 31
Chapter 31
I could feel it radiating from him, his anger, his dominance, his fury.
And worse?
His control. That he had over my body. I gulped, my nipples already hard against his shoulder, peaking through the see through.
Talk about controlling a man. I couldn’t do it not when just a single touch from him already made my pussy drop with
wetness.
Because despite everything, despite how violently he had reacted, he was still calm.
Calculated. He still cared about my dignity with other men.
Oh please, I am just making stupid excuses for him. Dignity? He only cared about his narcissistic ego.
I bit my lips.
Rather than focus on that, maybe I could fovus on something else though.
His handsome broad back, the way he walked. That taut ass.
I ran my tongue over my lips.
‘My body reached like it knew exactly what he was going to do to me.
Like he had already planned it.
My stomach tightened.
Then, finally-
He reached a door.
Kicked it open.
And tossed me inside.
I stumbled, catching myself before I could fall, my heart pounding.
The door slammed shut behind us.
Dominic’s shadow loomed over me, his presence suffocating.
My breath came out uneven, but I straightened, lifting my chin as I turned to face him.
“You’re overreacting,” I said, forcing my voice to stay even.
He chuckled.
A dark, menacing sound.
He took a step forward.
Then another.
I took a step back, but the soace was small–I barely had space to move before my back hit the wall. Trapped.
I exhaled sharply, refusing to let him see how fast my pulse was racing. “It was just a little fun-”
His hand slammed against the wall beside my head.
I jumped.
His other hand gripped my chin, tilting my face up, forcing me to look at him.
“You think that was fun?” he murmured.
I swallowed. “Yes. Taunting you is fun. Testing your patience.”
His grip tightened slightly, his lips curving into something almost cruel.
“Undermining me.” I just smiled, even though my heart had picked up a rhythm. “I warned you, gattina.”
I tried to smirk. “You warn me about a lot of things.”
Dominic let out a slow breath, like he was restraining himself.
Then, his thumb brushed against my lower lip, his gaze darkening.
“You are mine, Gattina,” Dominic growled, his voice thick with possession.
“You can’t own someone.”
He chuckled. “Oh yes I can.”
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His hands moved over my hardened nipples, fingers teasing, pinching just enough to make me gasp.
My back arched involuntarily, my body betraying me.
His smirk deepened. “Trying to act stubborn… but look at you. Wanting me. What to beg?”
I clenched my jaw, refusing to give him the satisfaction of a response.
His fingers trailed lower, brushing over my stomach before gripping my thigh, forcing my legs apart.
“I’m sure your pussy is already wet and ready for me.”
Heat flooded through me, my breath hitching as his fingers ghosted between my thighs, barely touching, teasing.
He chuckled darkly. “You can lie with your mouth, but your body?” His fingers pressed against the soaked fabric of my thong. “It always tells the truth.”
I shivered, biting my lip to hold back a whimper.
Dominic leaned in, his breath hot against my ear. “Tell me, Gattina… do you want me to stop?”
I hated him.
I hated how he could see through me, how he knew exactly how to unravel me.
But right now, with his hands on me, his scent surrounding me, my body trembling under his touch…
Stopping was the last thing I wanted.
I exhaled shakily. “No.”
Dominic hummed approvingly, his fingers slipping beneath my panties, parting me with slow, deliberate strokes. “Good girl.”
His fingers glided through my slick folds, the heat of his touch igniting a fire in my core. I tried to keep my breathing even, to pretend that I wasn’t already on th
edge, but Dominic saw through my every pretense.
His control over me
absol
world to ruin me.
even as he remained perfectly composed, calculated, as if he had all the time in the
“Always so wet for me, Gattina,” he murmured, dragging his fingers torturously slow against my throbbing clit. “No matter how much you fight
I whimpered, my hips betraying
as
they lifted toward his touch.
- With drawing his fingers entirely.
He chuckled, dark and knowing, before
I gasped at the loss, my body throbbing in protest, but before I could form words, he dropped to his knees in front of me. His hands gripped my thighs, firm, spreading me open, and then his lips were on me.
My head slammed back against the wall as his to flicked over my clit, teasing, before dragging through my folds, slow
and my thighs shook.
The sound of his mouth working
me
over slick, hungry slurps was shameless. It made me wetter. I reached one hand to my
It made my face burn, but the pleasure was devastating, curling tight in my belly, stealing my breath.
nipples rubbing a finger over it as Sucked on it.
“Fuck-“I panted, my fingers running through his dark hair.
Dominic groaned against me, his grip on my thighs tightening as he buried himself deeper. He sucked my clit between his lips, his tongue swirling, flicking, sending electric pulses through my body. My legs trembled, but his strong hands kept me in place, holding me exactly where he wanted me–helpless, completely at his mercy.
I couldn’t think.
I could only feel.
The way he devoured me like he wanted to break me.
The way his tongue plunged inside me, curling, coaxing more slick arousal from my desperate body.
The way his breath came out heavy, hot, as if he was barely restraining himself from taking me right here, against this cold wall.
“Dominic-” My voice broke, a plea, a warning.
He pulled back just enough to look up at me, his lips glistening with my arousal.
“Don’t you dare come yet, Gattina.” His voice was hoarse, commanding, and I almost sobbed at the restraint he demanded.” Not until I say.”
I wanted to protest, but he was already back between my legs, his tongue working me over, his fingers teasing my entrance before pushing inside. One thick finger, then another, stretching me, filling me, curling just right.
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My moans turned into desperate whimpers, my body tightening around his fingers. He pumped them inside me, slow, deep, rubbing against that perfect spot with each stroke.
I was losing control.
My hands tugged at his hair, my thighs squeezing around his head, my entire body shaking with the effort of holding back.
Dominic felt it. He felt the way I clenched, the way I was right on the edge, and it made him groan against me, his own pleasure evident in the way he devoured me.
His fingers curled inside me, pressing harder, and my vision blurred.
“Dominic, 1-“I gasped.
“Not yet.” His voice was rough, edged with control, even as he continued tormenting me.
I sobbed, my hips rocking helplessly, chasing the release he kept just out of reach. I was about to go mad my body strung so tight I thought I might snap.
And then-
He pulled away.
Completely.
My eyes flew open, my body shaking, teetering on the brink of pleasure and frustration.
“What-” My voice was hoarse, breathless.
Dominic stood, his silver eyes burning into me, his lips glistening. He gripped my chin again, forcing me to look at him.
“I said you don’t get to come until I say. Besides. I am punishing you.”
Before I could recover, his hands were on my dress, yanking it down, exposing my bare breasts to the cool air. My nipples were already hard, aching, and his mouth was on them before I could catch my breath.
His teeth grazed over one peak, then the other, before sucking one deep into his mouth. His tongue flicked over the hardened bud, slow and lazy, as if he wasn’t just teasing me to the edge of insanity.
My back arched, pressing against his mouth, desperate for more.
Dominic smirked against my skin before biting down just enough to make me gasp, just enough to remind me who was in control.
“You love this, don’t you?” he murmured against my breast before sucking it back into his mouth, harder this time, drawing a deep moan from me.
His hand trailed down between my thighs again, finding my swollen, aching clit, rubbing slow, taunting circles.
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