Two Can Play (Celeste and Dominic) novel Chapter 243

Chapter 243

Then I sat down on the edge of the bed, my fingers fidgeting with the strap of my bag, my heart racing so fast I could feel it in my throat.

He came back a few minutes later, his hair slightly damp, his shirt unbuttoned, the muscles of his chest and abdomen on full display in the soft golden light of the bedroom did not wait. I did not give myself time to hesitate. I crossed the room and went to my knees before him again, fny hands reaching for his zipper, my eyes locked on his.

I pulled his cock out, and I took him in my mouth immediately, no preamble, no teasing, just the wet heat of my tongue and the suction of my lips working him until he was fully erect again, thick and heavy against my tongue. He groaned, his hand finding the back of my head, guiding me, and I sucked him with everything I had, taking him deep, holding him there, feeling the pulse of his blood against my tongue.

He pulled me up by my hair, gently but firmly, and kissed me hard, walking me backward until my knees hit the edge of the bed. He pushed me onto the mattress and climbed over me, his mouth trailing down my neck, my collarbone, the swell of my breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth and sucked, hard, his tongue circling the peak while his fingers found the other breast and twisted, pulled, tortured. I arched into him, a moan escaping my lips, and he smiled against my skin.

He pulled my dress down, off my body, leaving me completely naked beneath him. He sat back on his haunches, looking at me, his eyes traveling the length of my body with an appreciation that made me feel powerful even as I lay there vulnerable and exposed.

“Turn around,” he said. “On your hands and knees.”

I obeyed, rolling onto my stomach, rising onto my hands and knees, presenting myself to him. I felt his hands on my ass, squeezing, spreading, and then I felt his mouth, his tongue pressing against my pussy from behind, licking me with slow, deliberate strokes that made my knees buckle. I gasped, dropping my head to the sheets, and he grabbed my hips, holding me steady as he ate me out from behind, his tongue sliding through my,folds, finding my clit, circling it, flicking it until I was moaning into the mattress, my fingers gripping the sheets.

He lay back on the bed, his cock standing tall and thick against his stomach, and I straddled him, reaching down to guide the head of his cock to my entrance. I lowered myself onto him slowly, inch by inch, feeling every ridge, every vein, every inch of him stretching me open, filling me in a way that made my eyes roll back in my head. When I was fully seated, his cock buried deep inside me, I paused, breathing hard, adjusting to the sheer size of him.

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