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Dominic places Alina on the bed gently, his muscular body hovering over hers. Seeing her like this turned him on more than he thought, laying there submissively, her eyes searching into his to take control. He leaned in slowly, his eyes never leaving hers. As their lips met, a jolt of electricity passed through her, his lips were warm and soft, moving gently against hers. At first, the kiss was slow, savouring the moment, Alina response, her arms wrapping against his neck and pulling him deeper into the kiss. Dominic's hands moved to her hips, rubbing them slowly like he did before, his body heat against Alina, their steady heartbeats matching each others. Alina parted her lips slightly, inking him to deepen the kiss, instead of responding how she thought he would, he rolled over and flipped her on top of him, his tongue found hers in an urgent manner.
Alina's kisses grew more passionate, more insistent, needing the intimacy and connection the kiss brought, craving more of him. She thought about him touching her, pleasuring her, pleasuring each other as if the world had stopped spinning. She stopped for a moment and pulled away, looking down at her. There was the tiniest of hesitation as she glided down his body. His gaze followed her, watching as she kneeled in front of him, her eyes staring onto his. She began to unbutton his pants but he swiftly grabbed her wrists.
"Alina.." he says, a little concerned about her movements, she looked up at him in confusion.
"I'm sorry I...thought.." Her voice began to trail away out of embarrassment. He pulls her back up and sit next to him on the bed, her hands in his.
"You don't ever have to do that, unless you want to but I won't ask you okay?"
"Okay." He felt like murdering Diego, he wondered why some men have the audacity and continue to live after instilling something like that into someone but for now, he had to push his anger aside and give her love.
"Alina..do you trust me?" He asked.
"I do..a lot."
"Have you ever touched yourself?" The question caught her off guard but she quickly composed herself.
"Sometimes..but Diego didn't like that.." His eye twitched slightly, now he was going to have to find this man and murder him.
"Well..I want to touch you, I want to make you feel good..can I do that for you?" He asked daringly, squeezing her hands slightly. She felt comfortable in the moment with him, she was scared, this was a whole other man touching her, seeing her so vulnerable but she was willing to get out of her comfort zone for him.
"Yes..you can." She squeezed her thighs, in an attempt to ignore the aching she felt down to her core. The sight of her was everything he needed, he felt his manhood twitch slightly, watching her become almost desperate for what he had to offer her, if he could, he would fuck her right here right now but he had to be patient with her.
"I'm gonna touch you here.." His fingers brushed against her breast and hardened nipple, down to her stomach..
"And here." ..and down between her thighs, his fingers grazing over her clothed wetness, her breath shaky from his touch, she gives a curt nod of approval.
He kisses her once again, his free hand strokes her hair, tangling in her main of curls, his hand slides down from her waist onto her thighs, his strong fingers digging into her flesh, his other hand cups her face and pulls her closer.
"Dom.." She murmured, her breath brushing against his soft lips. Her hand slides beneath his shirt, feeling the defined abs there, she could feel his heart beat increasing, she felt every hardened definition, silently counting. His hand finds its way up her shirt as well, she panicked for a moment, afraid that he would feel nothing because she had small breasts, she let him cautiously, feeling his hand move upwards, caressing and squeezing her breasts over her bra, clearly there was something to work with here. She let out a small moan as his squeeze stimulated her hardened nipples, she could feel her arousal soaking through her underwear, her thighs squeezed harder. His lips left hers and moved down to her neck and collarbone, his new favourite spot, as he kissed her neck. She tilted her head, giving him access to her neck she bit her lip, trying to contain her moans, feeling everything at once, she couldn't contain her moans anymore as his thumb flicked over her nipples, teasing and squeezing them lightly, increasing the pressure as he monitored her responses to his actions. He wanted her really bad, he could feel his dick straining against his pants but he focused on her pleasure first, just giving her pleasure satisfied him, he was a real man.
He removed his hand from her shirt and slid his hand down her body, stopping just at the waist band of her shorts, he stopped kissing her neck and looked at her again, her face flushed and red, her eyes desperate and longing.
"Can I take these off?" He asked tugging at the waistband, she hummed in agreement and consent which gave him his signal to slip the shorts off . His fingers skilfully slid in her panties, sliding a finger through her slit, he cursed under his breath, not expecting her to be this wet for him. He pushed her panties to the side and slowly slipped a finger into her wetness, gaining a low guttural moan from her, his thumb rubs slow but pressured circles onto her aching clit. Her body happily accepts his fingers, her back arching in response, quite literally melting in his arms.
"Good girl...does this feel good?"
"Mmm..keep going." She asks, he inserts another finger, not stopping his slow caresses and massages on her walls. She moans breathlessly, her hips following the rhythm of this fingers. It had been a while since she felt another man's fingers apart from her own, she could never make it feel good for herself but Dominic was doing exactly that. Dominic savours her moans, her restless movements and the pleading in her vulnerable brown eyes, he thrusts his fingers at a medium pace, pleasing every sweet and aching part of her. His fingers move faster, pushing deeper into her, her moans getting louder and less restrained, his lips return back onto the sensitive part of her neck, biting and nipping at the sensitive skin there. Small whimpers of begging and his name left her lips, he felt like he was going to explode.
He could tell she was close, the way she gripped around his fingers, her hips tilted the movements of his fingers, her moans and whimpers becoming pure music to his ears. His thumb presses down harder on her clit, noticing how much more swollen she'd become.
Alina can feel her skin prickle as her body emitted heat, her skin sensitive to the touch. She needed more, he thought, his fingers reaching underneath her shirt and tugging at her nipples. She felt so overstimulated, in a good way, she'd never felt this way before. Her walls contract, and tighten around her fingers, pulsating.
"Dominic.." She mutters quietly in a strained voice.
"I know baby, I know."
Her legs tighten, her muscles pulsing and everything goes quiet. She gasps loudly followed by a whimper, her body shakes and quivers, Dominic can feel her muscles tense and relax as she climaxes. Her orgasm had come quite quickly, as if she'd been pent up or never pleasured this way before, either way, he had a boost of confidence. He waited for her high to come down before he withdrew his fingers, sucking off the moisture there and looking at her, the quick rise and fall of her chest told him everything he needed to know.
"You okay?" He asked, She hummed in response, her eyes fluttering open and close, clearly on the brink of sleep. The last thing she remembered was the gentle kiss he placed on her forehead.
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Alina muttered something in her sleep, she twitched awake as she felt Dominic cleaning her up, still sensitive between her thighs.
"I'm sorry my love, you're all done." He finished and slipped her shorts back onto her, giving a quick pat, he then laid down beside her and cuddled her, engulfing her into the warmth of his arms
"How was it?"
"I..it was amazing, I've never felt anything like it..but..I finished quick I'm sorry." She said, hiding her face in his chest, he chuckled and rubbed her back soothingly.
"Nothing to be embarrassed about, means you enjoyed it, didn't you baby?"
"I did a lot..can we do it again tomorrow?" She asked eagerly, he was once again caught off guard, he smiled to himself, he was one lucky man.
"Sure sweetheart, you did good, you deserve it, rest now." He said, placing a final kiss onto her forehead.
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