Miss Roselyn Sawyer; the beautiful CEO of Canopy of Crystal, a flourishing jewelry company.
Dominic Pierce; the young and new bodyguard who was just returned his freedom.
All she wanted to know were three simple things.
1) His height, weight, fighti...
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ROSELYN
"Gimme a kiss, Domi.."
I smiled as Dominic pressed a soft kiss to my lips— one of his hands rubbed my waist before it traveled up and cupped of my tits.
He peppered the sides with small kisses before he wrapped his lips around my nipple and sucked it— his other hand; with the warm, damp towel cleaned up my sticky thighs.
"You're such a baby.." I mumbled— petting his hair gently.
He parted from my breast. "You sure, Roselyn?" He scoffed and I pouted.
"That right there— I had you making that pouty face, crying, and whining like a baby just ten minutes ago, ma." Dominic reminded me as his slipped the towel between my thighs and rubbed over my puffy pussy.
I whimpered and squirmed— squeezing my thighs around his arm.
".. Roselyn," He kissed between my tits. "does it hurt?"
I murmured, "M'just sore."
"Then you gotta let me clean you up, ma— I'll be gentle."
I let my legs part and Dominic gently wiped me down— I shivered and bit my bottom lip. He had me so sensitive that just the brush of the towel over my folds had whines crawling up my throat.
His brows furrowed, "If you have make noise I don't mind, jeva."
I pursed my lips together before I let out hitched pants and whimpers while Dominic wiped the stickiness from my folds. I looked at Dominic with a nervous gaze while the tip of my tongue darted between my lips.
"All done," Dominic sighed— pulling his hand and the towel from in between my thighs. ".. do you want to shower or take a bath?"
I hummed, "I'd like a bath."
Dominic planted a kiss flat on my cunt— making me jolt out surprise and sensitivity. "I'll start one f'you." He murmured as he sat up straight. Dominic got out of bed— rolling out his shoulder as he stood up. Kiss marks and bruises littered his skin— mostly his back and shoulders.
