Pleasure Dom Books Novels & Stories

Domenic fucked me with his fingers like his fingers were created for that exact task, and when I screamed out to let him know my release was close, he buried his face in my neck and sank his teeth into me. I screamed and shook against him as I came powerfully right there on his lap. Every orgasm was always powerful and mind blowing when it comes to Domenic. I can never get enough of him. He drank from me as I slowly start to recover from my aftershock. Domenic Darkshadow would never fail to make me feel like he is the only man who can ever pleasure me this way. In fact I think, he's the only one who can really pleasure me.

I cried out, hips bucking hard. “Oh fuck—Dom!” He growled and wrapped his strong arms around my thighs, holding me down firmly as he sealed his mouth over my pussy. He began sucking my clit and my hips bucked violently off the bed. The sudden intense suction on my swollen, oversensitive clit made me cry out sharply, my hands flying down to grip his dark hair. Dominic growled against my pussy, the deep vibration shooting straight through my core as he wrapped his powerful arms around my thighs, pinning me down firmly to the mattress so I couldn’t escape the overwhelming pleasure.

she grins with a faraway look as if remembering her friend. "You're a sub too?" "Mhm, it's so fun." I nod, neither agreeing nor denying that it might be fun or not because I know next to nothing about it besides the fictional books that depict huge amounts of orgasms and needy women who lap up men's attention. "Let's go shopping; I know exactly what Sebastian likes. We'll have him like putty in your hands." "I don't need him to buy me things," I hesitate. "Nonsense, that's precisely what our Dom's do. They provide, and in return, we submit on our knees and allow them to use our bodies for their sexual pleasure."

I worked him until he was throbbing harder, then he pulled me up and flipped me back into missionary. Legs over his shoulders, folded in half, he slammed in again. The room filled with our heavy breathing, wet slaps, and my broken moans. “Ahh… uh… yes… right there!” Every thrust pushed me closer. My emotions were a storm of pure filthy pleasure,the thought of getting stretched by this huge cock but flashes of Lisa’s flirty smile and creamy fingers creeping in, making my clit throb harder. “I’m gonna cum deep inside you,” he growled, thrusts turning erratic, sweat flying. “Take every fucking drop.”

I have eight months bringing up and down drinks and champagne to guests. "I want you to lull me with your lips." I need this. I need you. "Your plea mesmerizes me." Does he need me? I see him weak, sad and domineering at the same time. Make love to me with your lips, then you can go. I have seen many novels in my life. I don't like books and I didn't go to a decent school to be taught sex education. My first time doing an oral and my left hand is tied.

Sally rolled her eyes to the sensation he's giving her. "Yes! Yes! Fuck Val, I'm all wet! Can you make it faster and deeper? I'm on my peak now!" She begs for his hardness and tormenting fingers. Val took off his fingers on her wet pussy and place them inside her mouth to lick her cunt. It was like drugs for Sally. She's now under his spell, sex spell. Val slid his hands inside her chest. Two rounded healthy gems were inside waiting for him to invade it. He pushed her on the seats and playfully encircled his tongue around her tits.

“What do you mean, why?” “Why are you doing this?” “I told you, there’s a reason behind everything. I can’t tell you yet because it might put you in danger.” He ruffled my hair and stood up. “Let’s go. I think Lion and that old man have already finished talking.” I nodded and remained silent. I glanced once again at the beautiful and vast ocean. “Can I come back here again?” I calmly asked. “Sure. I don’t mind,” said Dominic. We left Dozel Coast, the resort we came from. He said that the name of their resort was inspired by his and his Mama Zelda’s names.

He didn't move away; instead, he leaned forward to lick the last of the wetness from my inner thighs. "You’re so delicious, Goddess," he rasped, his voice broken. "A loser like me doesn't deserve to even breathe the same air as you. Thank you for using me." I looked down at Leo, who was still gasping on the table, and a cruel smile spread across my face. I reached for my favorite toy—a thick, 10-inch silicone strap-on. It was a deep, bruised purple with heavy veins carved into the sides and a flared base that sat firmly against my harness.

pple just enough to make me gasp. "Wesley..." I moaned louder. My pu$sy tightened around his c0ck, the pleasure was building slowly: it was warm and soft. Not like the chaos Damian always brought. I tried to focus on Wesley, on his touch, his c0ck, his warmth… but that ache in my chest wouldn’t go away. With Damian, every fu¢k was wild: raw and intense. He always left me sore and exhausted, but alive and complete. With Wesley, it was calm, soft, and sweet. But it wasn’t enough. It wasn't the fire I craved. It wasn’t him.

Bryce closed his eyes, and took a moment to marvel at how good it felt to really be under his master, not just under his master, but to be to fucked by someone he hated so badly. Meanwhile Dom’s eyes were tightly shut, hallowing in the pleasure that overwhelmed him in ways he couldn't explain. Fuck! He wasn't aware it felt so good to fuck a guy. He might have missed out on every ridge, every bump, every texture, and every bit of moisture from fucking a guy, he wouldn't miss out again. not ever. And of course, there was nothing between him and Bryce, but between him and his tight warmth.