**CAITLIN**
The elevator ride to my apartment felt endless. The second the door closed behind us, he was on me.
"Dominic." I moaned against his mouth as we entered my apartment.
"My neighbour is an asshole. We have to be quiet." I muttered and kicked the door closed with my foot. He bit my bottom lip, tugging it between his teeth, then sucked on it gently. My lace thong was already soaked. No hiding how much I wanted him.
"Quiet? I don't do quiet, angel." He mumbled, trailing wet rough kisses down my neck and firmly gripping my ass in his large hands. I ran my fingers through his soft hair, throwing my head back and giving him more access.
"Yeah? What do you do?" I asked breathlessly. Dominic grabbed my hand and placed it over his slacks, right on his very prominent and erect bulge. I gasped at the feeling of his thick and long dick through the material.
"Hard," his voice deepened as he closed his hand over mine. "Loud. I want to hear you scream my name while I fuck you how you so badly want me to." He whispered and bit my earlobe, sending heat down my spine. I let my eyes fall shut. At that point, all I could think about was filling myself up with him.
His hand reached up, clasping around my neck. My breath caught. "Tell me how you want to be fucked, Caitlin." He taunted, licking his bottom lip. There was a predatory lust in his features as he stared at me.
My rational brain didn't just switch off. It shattered. Pure, undiluted lust took over. I smiled when his hand tightened. "However you want."
He smirked, visibly pleased with my answer. "You got a little vixen inside of you, huh? But first, I want to taste what I'm dealing with."
Dominic pushed me against the wall of my living room and I stumbled backwards, almost tripping over my own two feet.
He reached under my dress, wiggling my underwear over my thighs until it pooled around my heels.
"Your skin is so soft," he murmured, grabbing the thick flesh on my bare ass. "And you smell so good, angel." He groaned and dropped down to his knees.
I gasped when he grabbed the back of my calf and pulled my leg up to rest over his shoulder. He wrapped an arm around me, supporting my balance so I wouldn't fall over.
He was now eye-level with my bare pussy, his mouth parted, lingering a few seconds longer. The intensity was unnerving. When I instinctively tried to remove my leg from his shoulder, his grip on my thigh hardened.
"Uh-uh, keep them open." He warned, his voice low. "Keep them open for me."
He didn't speak for a long moment, just looked. "So pretty," he finally said as his finger reached up to swirl my wetness around. "And so ready for me."
I moaned, barely able to think straight as he played with my clit, sending waves of pleasure through me. I nearly lost it when his head ducked underneath my dress and his warm mouth enveloped me. My head fell back onto the wall as a moan left my throat.
He bit the soft pebble gently, almost making my knees buckle beneath me, but he steadied with his arm.
There was just something about seeing a man on his knees as his tongue caressed my most intimate part unashamedly.
My legs began to shake embarrassingly and I groaned, trying to push his head away. The pleasure was starting to override, and my satisfaction was a hair's breadth away.
"Behave." He ordered, his voice sharp, daring me to make another move.
"I can't, it's too much." I breathed out, almost gasping for air.
His warm wet expert tongue almost had me cumming like a bitch in heat.
I grabbed the hem of my dress and pulled it over my head, moaning when my hot skin hit the cool wall. Dominic gave my clit one last kiss before standing up and pressing his lips against my own.
"Condom?" he asked, his voice rough with want.
"Room," I replied, grabbing his hand and leading him to my bedroom. He trailed behind me, our footsteps heavy and rushed. I opened the door to my dimly lit room and turned around to face him. It was in times like these that I loved living alone.
He wrapped his arms around the back of my thighs and threw me down on the bed. He muffled my yelp with his mouth as I landed on my back, bouncing a couple of times.
"Left bedside drawer," I mumbled, moving my hands through his hair.
He reached over, rummaging through the irrelevant contents before grabbing a gold square.
"You are wearing too many clothes," I whined, tugging on his jacket. I wanted him stark naked, I wanted to see everything he had to offer.
Dominic removed his suit jacket and then slowly started unbuttoning his shirt. I licked my lips as his bare skin started to come into view.
My jaw dropped. Tattoos littered his chest, smooth and tanned and hard and big.
"You're a hard worker, aren't you?" I asked softly, gently stroking his skin with my fingertips.
He chuckled. "I guess you could say that."
My hands trailed down his back, enjoying how amazing it felt. My body stiffened as I felt something hard and Dominic frowned at me before realization dawned on him.
"Oh, right. I'm sorry," he started but I shut him up with a hard kiss. I grabbed the gun from the hem of his pants and opened my right drawer, placing it next to my own.
Dominic went still, not expecting me to react so calmly. His expression shifted. Curiosity maybe. Respect, definitely.
"It's okay. We all have to protect ourselves somehow." I assured, not bothering to ask any questions. I was sure he had his own reasons. The only thing on my mind at that moment was getting fucked.
"That's so fucking sexy." He breathed out.
I undid his belt before moving on to his buttons and then the zipper. I needed to feel him, to take him so deep I forgot where he ended and I began.
He slid his pants and boxers off, letting his hard cock jump out, standing to full attention. It was massive, and a jolt of pure, primal fear shot through me. For a second, I wondered what I'd gotten myself into. Clear droplets of pre-cum leaked out of the head, and I licked my lips in anticipation.
Dominic ripped the wrapper open with his teeth before removing the condom and rolling it on. I turned around, getting on all fours, and arched my back, giving him full access.
"Oh." He murmured, sounding surprised. I wasn't a fan of missionary, it felt a bit too intimate.
I felt his tip at my entrance as he held onto my ass. He moved it up and down, spreading my juices around.
"Is there a reason why you're taking so fucking long? Ahhh!" He cut me off by shoving himself into me, balls deep. I clenched my eyes shut and gritted my teeth. Fuck, it stung.
He grabbed the back of my neck. "Chill with the fucking attitude, angel." He growled, his voice dripping with a heavy Russian accent.
I glared back even though I was absolutely enjoying every second of it.
"I'm going to move now, is that okay?" Dominic asked and I dropped my head onto the bed with my ass still in the air.
"Yes."
Waves and waves of ecstasy swept through me when he started moving in and out. I couldn't help but moan into my bed sheets. My head was turned, pressing my cheek into the bed and my hair was moved out of my face by his free hand.
"Damn." He breathed out, digging his hands into my skin.
"Shit!" I cried out loud, not being able to contain myself as he continued to thrust into me, gradually speeding up in urgency. My inner muscles clenched around him, while he let out a groan.
I couldn't see straight. Couldn't think. Just him, moving inside me.
The sound of skin slapping against skin resonated throughout the room and my moaning filled the air. It felt so astonishingly good that I was barely able to form a coherent sentence. I closed my mouth with the palm of my hand to stop myself from screaming out in pure pleasure.
Dominic didn't like that.
He shoved my hand away from my face. "I said I want to hear you." His voice was so deep and so demanding that I felt obligated to obey.
"Dominic! Stop, no, wait. Don't stop. Fuck!" I screamed out as he continued to thrust into that toe-curling spot. My words surprised me; never in my life had I felt so out of control and on the brink of tears from the pleasure flowing through me.
He laughed. He actually fucking laughed at me while still pounding into me.
Fuck. This man knew exactly what he was doing.
"You feel so fucking good." He croaked out, his voice raw.
My orgasm approached faster than I expected and with one last scream, I collapsed onto the bed, unable to hold myself up any longer. Dominic moved with me and continued to fill me up mercilessly while I lay flat on my stomach. He wasn't finished.
"Oh my God. Ugh!" I growled and fisted the sheets in both hands, pressing my forehead against the bed.
"I'm not done with you." He snapped and I closed my eyes, breathing heavily. He was relentless as he slapped my ass hard, causing me to jerk. He left my skin throbbing with red-hot heat as it stung.
"That feels so good," I whined. The feeling was intense but incredibly good.
Eventually, with one drawn-out groan, he emptied himself into the condom and I sighed in relief.
"Wow," I whispered in a daze, still trying to come off my high. A slow, satisfied smile spread across my lips. I'd been right. Dominic wasn't just a good fuck. He was a revelation.