Dominic Fike Nude Novels & Stories

I kiss back desperately, my hands clutching at his shoulders, pulling him closer. When he pulls back, we're both breathing hard. "Strip," he commands. "Now." My fingers shake as I fumble with my jeans, the wet fabric clinging to my skin. Dominic watches, his eyes burning with hunger. When I finally get them down, kicking them aside, he growls in approval. "No underwear," he notes. "Were you hoping someone would find out? Hoping I'd find you?" I can't answer, can only stand there trembling as his eyes rake over my naked body. My cock juts out, leaking pre-cum, and my thighs are slick with arousal.

Her fingers hovered over the keyboard for a moment before she typed one more search. “Dante Moretti mafia don” Dozens of results appeared. Photos. Rumors. Police reports that went nowhere. The file photo stared back at her: Dante Moretti, youngest mafia don in Eldridge City. And she had just touched his cock.

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

“No worries, I’m happy to teach you.” The faint scent of musk and woodsy amber drifted from him, strangely making Lyla feel an odd sense of calm. "Take off your pants and bend over the arm of the sofa." It was the first command from the Dom tonight, but as expected, it was met with the evening’s first refusal. “No.” Lyla pushed him away, her voice trembling. “We agreed this was just an experiment, I'm not gonna sleep with you.”

All my desire is contained in his simple attention. Every breath, every movement, every hesitation becomes a form of sweet yet torrid humiliation, a psychological game where I lose myself to remain at his mercy. And in this oppressive silence, I understand that I have never been so alive… and never so dominated. I am naked before him, a delicious torment where my vulnerability transforms into a form of intense happiness. I realize that I am never as alive as I am here, suspended by his gestures, offered to his control, and that I never want to go back.

I told him truthfully, moving up to offer my lips to him for another passionate kiss. We spent all morning in bed, making passionate love to each other, going at it over and over again until we were both drained and exhausted, or should I say until I was drained and exhausted because it turns out that King Dominic is so insatiable, but he sure knows how to worship a girls body. My whole skin, starting from my neck downwards is covered with Hickeys and red dots from all his nipping and kissing and sucking. You would think I have such a terrible skin rash or something worse, but that doesn’t mean that I didn’t enjoy myself, I loved every moment of it, every fucking moment.

He was trying hard to fight the urge raising inside him. Jessica moved towards him again, this time Dominic grab her neck and hit her back on the wall. But his eyes fell on her breast and she watch him shut his eyes again. She bit down her lips knowing she would get fucked soon. There's no way he'll be able to control himself after seeing a naked woman before him while fight against the drug. "Kiss me, Mr Dom and your pain will be over" She whispered. "Argh" He groaned out again, His face squeeze as if the pain is unbearable.

"You should study photography Nicky teased Domini, and he laughed. He had taken tons of pictures and made several videos, he captured every moment, from the moment Kayla and Dominic had stepped into the gate. "What is that on your mouth?" Nicky asked. "What?" Dominic asked, wiping his mouth with his palm. "It is still there...I'll help you get it off...uh" she said and quickly stole a kiss before walking away like she did nothing. "Hey!" Dominic shouted, laughing as he ran after her. Damian walked into his room, and the sight that met his eyes almost took his breath away. There were fires and flames, but they came from dozens of scented candles set all around the bedroom, thin ones.

“They were here to tell you that all of us are hanging out in the yard. Feel free to… finish doing what you like and join us later… If you like.” Dominic grinned and turned to me. [WARNING: EXPLICIT CONTENT UP AHEAD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.] “Should I feel free?” he asked as he moved the sheets. His eyes roamed over my body. I felt goosebumps form and my nipples hardened. “I love how your body responds to me,” he whispered. He lowered his head to kiss a nipple. He didn’t raise his head. Instead, kissed his way down my stomach. “Breakfast time,” he whispered, kissing the apex of my thighs.

It was coming from the side, not the room. She followed it slowly. When she reached the open balcony, she stopped. Her eyes widened. Dominic was sitting down. One woman was behind him, rubbing his body. The other was on her knees, her head moving up and down, sucking Dominic cock, they are all naked.. “Bitch,” Dominic said as he slapped the kneeling girl’s butt. Amara stood still. She couldn’t move. She stayed there, watching. Twenty minutes passed. She didn’t blink. Then the lady raised her head and saw her.