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Arriving at the car, Dominic went over to his sports car and opened the passenger door for me. I slid in and he shut the door, easily jogging around to his side and sliding in.My head falls back against the car seat as I watch him start the car. Sensing my gaze, he looked at me with a small smirk on the edge of his lips.He took my resting hand to his lips and kissed my palm."Excited?" He asked as he pressed his foot against the accelerator while keeping his hand in my lap."Very." I replied, "Though, if I knew where we were going then I would be much more excited," I said with a toothy smile.As we approached the roads, he gave me a sidelong glance before shaking his head playfully and ignoring the question."Have you eaten?" As he rounded a corner, he asked bluntly. I rubbed my filled stomach with a nod of my head. "I have,"He smirks and nods once before speeding down the road.It took us nearly an hour to get to the suburban area, which consisted solely of grassy fields and mead

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Jessica’s POV My body awakened itself, the caressing feel of soft sheets against my bare skin along with the warm arms of another.Fluttering my eyes open, I peeked around the darkened room before landing on the man under me.He was curled around my body, his arms clutching my waist almost protectively and his head buried in my chest, soundly sleeping.I giggled quietly as I looked at his most angelic face buried in the pit of my breasts. It was quite amusing.His black curls were tousled and sexily soft against my skin, while his entire face and body were relaxed. It was a truly stunning sight, almost heavenly.He looked peaceful while he slept, and I rarely got to see him sleep because I was always the first to fall, and he'd be up before me the next morning.But I was grateful for it now that I could see him in such a peaceful state. But then, between my legs, the urge to pee emerged, and I groaned softly.I only hoped I wouldn't wake him when I moved. So I slowly slid his arms aw

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My heat began to escape. I was elated by the immense pleasure I was feeling from simply viewing his pleasure.He shoved himself down my throat with both hands in my hair, causing tears to fall from my eyes and gag reflexes to erupt.My toes reflexed almost immediately, which helped a little—but he seemed to like seeing me gag, judging by his rising orgasm.I felt his pulse begin to throb inside me as he pushed himself impossibly farther into my mouth, his tip hitting the back of my throat again.He quickly returned his gaze to the ground and watched himself fiercely fuck my throat.My hands were gripped around his sides, holding my body up, and the hands in my hair were now entirely guiding my movements."Mhm," He hummed, before thrusting himself down my mouth, grunting and releasing.Hot sprays of heat shot down my throat, compelling me to swallow the cream liquid.By then, he'd finished, and I'd taken my lips away from his cock, licking the tip clean before dropping it.His grip on

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Jessica’s POV We drove through the city, we saw numerous dark, bulky buildings, as well as a large number of tourists and buses.The city was more than what I imagined. I've seen a lot of photos and videos on the internet, but nothing compares to the genuine thing.Seeing the foreign towns was more than breathtaking. As we drove farther into the city, the driver took us up a steep hill that was lined with the most luxurious homes with high-end roofing.Right as we had made it to the very top, my eyes simply widened at the house at the very top of the hill.It was a vast mansion with a dreary colour scheme—the sole source of colour was a cream paste that covered the whole structure.It appeared as if hundreds of people could live inside the house, as it was both large and towering, rising above the trees around it.The vehicle came to a standstill, luring me away from the magnificent property. I took note as the driver had come around to my side of the car, opening the door for me.Sm

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Jessica’s POV The world spun as my flowing blood rushed to my head.Arms lifted me, causing my eyes to snap towards the person. Dominic scowled at me as he straightened me up."Don't do that," He murmured as he tugged my rising shirt back into place. I giggled at his newfound concern, also noticing that he was now completely clothed.My fat ass self couldn't stand waiting for him any longer, which led to the situation I was in previously.While Dominic had changed, I, for once, was the first one up and ready. Dominic had promised to show me everything today, being our official first day together in Milan.We were also going to see his family this weekend. Which I was wholly nervous about.However, I decided to deal with my anxieties later—right now, all I cared about was seeing the glorious city of Milan.Dominic took my hand in his and ushered me out of the mansion.A sleek black sports car was parked out front, and as Dominic touched the keys, it opened.He swiftly opened the door

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He rolled his eyes and hurled it into my lap, then gazed at me with a look that said if I complained again, he'd kill me.But I knew he wouldn't, so I pushed further. "We split it," I said, knowing we'd never get anywhere given we're both demanding enough.He didn't say anything, just leant back and watched as I halved it and handed him the larger portion.After that, I lifted my half and positioned it in the centre, motioning for him to do the same. I grinned as I tapped our pieces together. "Saluti,"Translation: "Cheers,"He smirked, "Saluti, Jess,"Biting into the benevolence, I closed my eyes and heaved in deeply. This was, without a doubt, the greatest cinnamon bun I've ever had.Without wasting any time, I dug in further. Dominic finished ahead of me, though I'm not sure how—because the last time I looked at him, he seemed to be taking his time.I licked my fingers clean and wiped them away with one of the napkins Dominic had brought.It was like he knew I was going to want it.

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Jessica’s POVWe moved on to the next room, which was now filled with paintings, one of my favourite types of art.Hung on walls, and some so delicate they were displayed in glass boxes. Every painting conveyed a surreal, unique message.Each one has a unique tale, appearance, and significance. Most artists utilised their hands to create, but their mindset was shaped solely by their emotions.Our emotions were the only ones who generated feelings and stories, expressing our ideas and words that couldn't be said—through art.That was how it was for me. Whatever I was feeling at the time would be expressed on a canvas or in a sketchbook. My hands would undertake the physical labour, while my mind would focus on the essential task.Art, in my opinion, can be anything. In any shape or form, whether as a rock or as a simple drawing. The story was the creator of whatever made it distinctive, whatever made it unique.As a result, I absorbed every painting that attracted my eye and read the s

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"Where do you want to go?" He asked, relaxing back in his chair. My attention was absorbed in the hand movements he made on the steering wheel, so I gave a half-shrug.How can one be so sexy?"Jess?" He called, I snapped my eyes away from his hand and looked towards him."Um... somewhere pretty," I murmured, "Actually, everything here is pretty, so anywhere," I smiled.He chuckled and drove on, accelerating up the clear road. Another strident ringing of his phone had devoured our time once more.Easily grasping it, he casually placed it to his ear and drove easily with the other hand. Without noticing, I watched him curiously.How his face altered as he listened to another person on the other line, who, by the way, sounded very flustered—his facial expressions never changed."Sí." He grumbled as he sped around the corner of the road, performing an illegal U-turn. He sped back down the street we had just been on and hung up the phone, my eyes widening at the unexpected quickness.Tossi

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Jessica’s POVMy eyes widened.How hadn't I thought of that before?Clearly, this gang has a problem with Dominic, but also with me. Assuming the number of times they've tried to kill me.Dominic clenched his jaw angrily, his eyes rolling and he motioned for me to kill him. I grinned, feeling Dominic walk away as my fingers pulled off the safety.The man's eyes widened—crying and pleading for me to let him go. Calling me such names—that I was sort of disappointed Dominic couldn't hear them—as I would most definitely know if Dominic did hear the names, this man wouldn't have the privilege of dying tonight.My hands came in front of my body, aiming the gun right towards his temple. He thrashed around, making this slightly more difficult—though nothing I couldn't accomplish.Looking the tortured male in the eyes, my fingers loop around the trigger as it was pulled on sight.All traces of his screaming and crying was cut off immediately, his limbs were flat on the ground—lifeless.I nodde

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This man was completely shirtless. Displaying the endless tattoos etched on his golden skin, along with the flexing back muscles and abs he possessed.Fuck, he was better than any kind of food.And that's saying a lot coming from a food addict herself.Just as drool was bound to fall from my mouth, he turned and my eyes snapped away—innocently looking anywhere but his direction.He came next to me, seemingly with the pan as he poured the food skilfully onto the plates—another drooling sight.The food looked fucking amazing and smelt amazing. My stomach even grumbled from just looking at it.Dominic walked over to the sink, dumped the pan, and then returned to the plates.Grabbing utensils, he took one plate and took a fork—seemingly mixing it and then grabbed a mouth full onto the fork.Coming in front of me, I readied myself as he blew on the steam. He brought it towards my mouth, and I opened it.Placing the food in my mouth, I had an entire foodgasm in my mouth. My eyes closed as I

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