An Inconsequent Desire
and I protest:
“Dom!”
I raise my head, meeting a mischievous smile.
“It's my time, not yours”, he says, getting up from the floor, “Kneel down.”
And I shiver all over, obeying his commands. I gasp at the heat that invades my skin, burning, begging for his touch. Dom moves behind me and sits on the bed, so close that his nose brushes my neck. His hands, firm on either side of my hips, move up slowly, his fingers gliding like a spark over my skin, making me shiver with a slight jolt of sensitivity. He takes hold of my hair, rolls it up and tosses it to one side, our breathing heavy and rhythmic. With a slow, firm movement, he opens my bra, which slides down my arms and Dom pulls it off at once
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