His Games, Her Rules

Dominique pushes me up against the wall as our lips attack each other. I moan into his mouth, slipping my tongue down his throat and he growls. The sound is like music to my ears, sending a vibration to the sensitive flesh in between my legs.

I don’t know what I’m doing. I don’t know how we got here but all I could remember was telling Dominique to take me to a quiet place so that we could give each other the one thing we both wanted and everything else was a blur.

We’re in a barely lit hallway with the event still going on. We could get caught. Someone might accidentally walk in on us and the thought alone excites me. I’ve never been this careless before with a stranger. I may have had a few one-night stands, but I’ve never had sex with a stranger in a hallway during a charity event with the probability of getting caught being ninety percent. And Dominique is no stranger.

And the thought of my body flushed against Dominique’s as we kissed passionately and desperately in this quiet hallway, skyrocketed my desire for him. I still can’t believe I’m doing this. I hated this man. I hated the way he made me feel and yet here we are, with his hands skimming over my body and his lips on my neck, trailing kisses down my skin.

I want him. I want him to touch me in all the right places and have his way with me and nothing else matters. Tonight, I let my desire lead. Tonight, I obey the command he gives to my body and just feel. I need to feel. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt pleasure from a man, not to mention a man like Dominique. And tonight, I just want to take. To take everything he has to offer. And when the deed is done, we’re going to pretend like this never happened and go our separate ways.

I’m not leaving tonight without leaving an imprint. There’s no way in hell he’ll be forgetting about me anytime soon, that I’m sure of.

“Too many clothes.” I groan, my hands running up and down his muscular hard body. Dominique chuckles against my neck, his sexy laughter sending a vibration right to my clit.

“We’re gonna have to make do with what we have.” He whispers.

“Yeah, because you’re the one at advantage here. I need to feel every inch of you, Dominique.”

“You’re gonna have to feel something else tonight, darling.” He growls, the animalistic sound driving me close to the edge.

I’m soaking wet and he’s yet to touch me. I imagine what would happen to me when he touches me. Our masks were long gone, discarded somewhere I don’t remember.

Dominique pins my hands above my head, restraining them with one hand as he presses them against the wall. Slowly, he runs his palm up my body to my breast. Dominique, slowly and treacherously, rubs the back of his knuckles against the hard bud of my nipple and I whimper.

“You’re so fucking wet, aren’t you?” He whispers into my ear and bites my earlobe. I moan.

Dominique continues to rub his knuckles against my nipple as he presses himself against my pelvis, his erection rubbing against my abdomen. Slowly, Dominique pushes the neckline of my dress to the side to reveal my right breast. He makes a guttural sound as he stares at my bare breast with lust.

“Fuck. So beautiful.” He whispers as he pinches my nipple.

My legs buckle under my weight as I cry out a pained cry when he pinches my nipple. He twists the hard bud in between his fingers as he brings his head down to align kisses on my neck. As he rolls my nipple in between his fingers, Dominique bites the skin on my neck as he slowly brings out his tongue to tease the spot. My eyes are shut and I’m panting, my breathing shallow. I don’t remember ever feeling this way from my nipples being teased by a man before. It feels so good, I’m biting my bottom lip and grinding against his erection.

Dominique chuckles wickedly and pulls back a little so that there’s a little space between us.

“Needy.” Dominique growls, his fingers assaulting my nipples as he continues to roll the bud in between his fingers.

“Aren’t you a fucking tease?” I open my eyes as I ask. Dominique’s ocean blue eyes are a little dark as he stares into my eyes.

“Why don’t we savor the moment?” He smirks as he bites his bottom lip.

I groan, pushing forward a little but Dominique lets go of my nipple to slam me against the wall.

“Easy now, you little Fox. I’m gonna fuck you, you just have to relax.”

I don’t say a word. My skin glistens with heat, and goosebumps fill up every inch of my skin. Dominique releases my hands and pulls down the straps of my dress. I bend my arms so that he can easily slip the straps down my shoulder. When my shoulders are free from the strap of my dress, Dominique restrains my wrists again with one hand as he palms my breast, kneading the flesh in his hand as he looks me in the eyes.

“Just like I imagined,” he whispers as he kneads my breasts continuously. “Full, soft, beautiful, and fucking perfect,” Dominique says as he continues to mold my breast into his palm.

I’m short of words and all I do is moan and whimper. Dominique leans down to capture my lips with ease, tasting my bottom lip with his as I mold my lips against his. He kisses me with desperation and dominance and I react by melting against his touch. Dominique pulls away as he lowers his head to my breast. Slowly, he wraps his full lips around my nipple and starts to suck. I writhe against him, accidentally grinding against his erection that’s pressed against me. Dominique groans around my nipple, flicking and swirling his tongue around my sensitive bud as he sucks.

“Fuck.” I cry out.

His free hand snakes up my bare thigh, running up the skin of my thigh as he gropes my hip. He pushes further, sneaking past the slit of my dress as he finds my panties. His fingers brush against my lace panties as he teases my crotch area with his fingers.

“Ooh.” I moan.

“So fucking wet and I’m yet to fuck you.”

“And you’re as hard as a rock and you’re yet to slide through. Who knew you wanted me this much?” I counter back, opening my eyes to lock with his icy blue eyes. I flash him a cocky smirk and he smirks back.

“I believe I’ve talked to you a million times about how much I want you. Feeling how hard my cock is pressed against you shouldn’t surprise you, Robyn.” He says, pushing forward a little to grind himself against me and I moan. His dirty words are erotic, sending shivers down my spine.

Dominique sneaks two fingers past the crotch of my panties as he rubs his digit against my slick entrance.

“Fuck, Robyn. It’s taking me a lot of self-control to not fuck you right now,” he growls into my ear as he pushes my thighs apart. “But I won’t. I need you to savor this moment so you never forget in a hurry how breathy and sweaty I plan on leaving you tonight.”Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Oh my God. Where the fuck did this man come from?

Dominique runs a single digit up my entrance, spreading my lips in between my legs apart, as he pushes a slender finger inside me, past my tight walls. I moan, throwing my head back as my legs threaten to collapse underneath my weight.

“Oh, my god.” I moan.

Dominique pulls out his finger and slides it back in, stretching me further. “God, so fucking tight. I can’t wait to stretch you out with my dick and listen to you beg for more.”

Dominique starts to fuck me with his finger, his breath raggedy as he kisses down my neck. I am moaning loudly, forgetting we could actually get caught and the thought just excites me more. Dominique adds another finger, stretching me further as he fingers me relentlessly. I squirm in his hold, trying to break out from his bounds, and he won’t let me. His left hand is still around my wrists, restraining me from exploring his body. His fingers find the right spot inside me as he curls his fingers, rubbing against the right spot and I’m a mess.

I can feel my orgasm coming, and he can feel it too. Dominique litters kisses down my neck as he marks me. Tomorrow morning I’m going to wake up with hickeys and the thought alone drives me over the edge. I collapse in his arms, my legs shake violently as my orgasm rips through me.

“Fuck.” I cry out, my head tilted to the ceiling as I try to catch my breath.

Slowly, Dominique pulls his fingers out of me and slips them inside his mouth, tasting my juice as he releases my wrist. I stare at him, breathless as I watch him lick my cum off his fingers.

Fuck, that’s freaking hot.

I peel myself off the wall and push him against the opposite wall, my fingers undoing the buttons on his suit jacket and vest as I kiss him. Dominique smiles against my lips, his hand running up my curves and past the slit of my dress as he grabs my butt, squeezing the flesh through my lace panties. I moan into his mouth, as I hastily remove the buttons on his dress shirt just so I can feel his body and explore every inch of his skin.

My fingers find the last button of his shirt and I remove the button, pushing the shirt to the side. I stop kissing him as I pull back a little to look at God’s perfect creation. His lips are swollen from biting and sucking, all thanks to yours truly, and his hair is a bit tousled. I bring my eyes down to his torso and I’m marveled at the outline of his abs and toned stomach.

God, this man is fine.

There’s not a single layer of fat on him. There are little bits of tattoos inked into the side of his waist and I run my fingers over the ink. There’s a tattoo taking over his left pec as the ink flows into the full-sleeve tattoos on his left arm. I run both my palms up his torso slowly as Dominique takes in a sharp breath. His muscles are tense as I trace my fingers over the outline of his perfect body.

I want to tell him how perfect he is but that will only feed his ego. Knowing Dominique Gray he’s going to use that against me.

“Tell me how much you want me, Dom,” I whisper as I continue to trace my fingers on his golden skin.

With lidded eyes, Dominique looks down at me, pulling me into him as he cups my ass with both hands.

“Why don’t I show you how much I want you right now?” He says, his voice smooth and thick like velvet.

He brings my right hand and plasters it against his erection through the material of his pants.

In a husky voice, he whispers, “Feel what you do to me, Robyn. Feel how much I want you. How much I badly want to be inside you right now.”

My stomach somersaults. Butterflies erupt in my stomach and the sensitive bud in between my legs hardens. I grab him through his suit pants, feeling the thick length of his dick, and I squeeze him. Dominique growls into my ear, holding my body in a firm grip. I run my hand over his erection, feeling the blood rush into his length as he twitches against my touch.

“Fuck, Robyn.” Dominique groans as he pushes me against the other side of the wall, right where we started as he lowers his head to kiss me.

I kiss back, one hand on his waist and the other on his erection as I mold him against my palm. He moans into my mouth, as he drags my dress upward with one swift motion. Dominique pulls away and goes on his knees, my heartbeat palpitating.

Is he about to eat me out?

Dominique confirms my suspicions as he pulls my panties down my thighs. I step out of them and he picks up the lace material, bringing it to his nose to inhale the scent before shoving it inside his suit jacket.

God, this man is a fucking sex god.

He goes back on his knees, wrapping my left thigh over his shoulder as he looks up at me.

“Try not to moan too loudly or you’re gonna get us both caught. Can you do that for me?” Dominique asks, a cocky smirk on his perfect face as he stares at me.

“Yes.” I breathe out, anticipating his warm mouth on my pussy.

“Good girl.” He praises.

Dominique stares at my pussy with lidded eyes and lust and slowly he buries himself in between my legs and I lose it.