Just Divine

MILES   

* WARNING EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT*

I bucked my hips as Dominic rubbed his length between the lips of my cunt, soaking my thong. It felt so good. I wanted more. I wish he'd hurry. I was going to have another full-blown panic attack if he didn't get inside me right now.

Whimpering, I begged. "Please! Just put it in."

"So eager," he rumbled in that deep voice that made my body shiver. "Next time, I'll take my sweet time with you." Shlick, shlick. "I'll taste you." Shlick, shlick. "Feel you with my fingers until you beg like a dog in heat."

My heart thundered at his promise. At the way his golden eyes flashed with heat so hot I'd thought I'd melt. It was cute that he thought there would be a next time. I'd probably never see him again. Once I turned 18, I was out of here. But I wouldn't deny myself this pleasure.

I sat up and pulled him close. "I'll give you whatever you want. Just fuck me already," I said against his lips.

He growled before shoving me back down, moving my thong to the side and sinking into me in one hard thrust. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, and my back arched. The pleasure was so painfully blinding that it took the breath from my lungs, my walls clenching, adjusting to his size. He was big. Bigger than I thought.

A nice deep groan came from him, and he squeezed my hips so tight they'd probably leave bruises. He thrust into me again, and this time, a loud moan broke free. He was filling me up, leaving no room for anything else. It was absolute ecstasy. I'd never felt this good during sex.

Not my first first time two years ago with the neighbor's son. Not with Kenny from the night shift at the diner. Not even my own damn fingers could measure up to him.

He thrust again and again, making a steady pace. Something deep inside was coiling tighter as I got lost to the feel of him. I grinded against him, meeting him thrust for thrust as waves of pleasure rippled through me. His hands were fire on my skin, gripping my thighs and sliding up to the backs of my knees to push them higher and when he slid into me again, I knew no one had ever been so deep.

"Fuck, you feel so fucking good, Sweetheart. Just divine." Dominic ground into me with firm, steady plunges. "Pull those tits out for me," he ordered, and I didn't hesitate to pull my tank and bra down, my breasts popping free. "Fucking beautiful."

He leaned over and ran his tongue over my nipple. At this point my moans almost sounded like sobs as he fucked me. I was almost there, my center wound tight. My hands were under his shirt, dragging them along his washboard abs. Such perfect fucking abs.

I had split second thought that maybe he wasn't such an asshole by the way he kept muttering praises against my breasts, some in a language I didn't understand.

I was nearing the edge that I longed for, that I craved.

"I-i'm gonna c-come!"

His movements became harder, faster.

"Fuck! Oh fuck." He moaned.

At his pleasure, I came apart, my orgasm so intense I saw stars and screamed, my inner walls clenching for dear fucking life. His hips moved erratically as he followed my climax with his own with a deep groan, stretching my orgasm with every twitch of his cock. He collapsed on top of me, and we both panted, trying to catch our breaths.

I didn't have very many happy memories. I could probably count on my fingers just how many I had. This moment, though, would be filed in with the rest. It was my last thought before I passed out.

***

My eyes snapped open. All I could feel was heat. I was so damn hot. I ran my hand down a hard, muscled chest.

Wait...

Sitting up and looking down, I tried to peice together why the hell I was lying on top of the asshole from the party. And where were my shorts?

I got up carefully so as not to wake him. He was fully clothed while I was in my tank, flannel, and thong. Sending a scowl his way, I searched around the... greenhouse? I searched around the greenhouse for the rest of my clothes but found nothing but an obviously used condom on the floor. Not even my phone.

I gasped.

My phone! Mom!

Oh shit! I was gonna be in so much trouble. I rushed to the door of the greenhouse, and as I opened it, memories from last night flashed in my mind. I shuddered as a deep flush went through me.

I looked back at the man who had given me the best sex I'd ever had. He looked peaceful, lying there on a plush, dark green lounge chair. So that's what we fucked on. It looked expensive. I walked back to him and wished I could lay back down with him forever. Maybe have some morning sex.

I banished the thought. I had to get real. There was probably a nightmare waiting for me at home. Of course, I wanted to run away, but running away now wouldn't do me any good. I didn't have enough.

Brushing some of Dominic's dark hair from his face, I smiled. He was a complete masterpiece. I didn't appreciate it while I was drunk last night, but now I could see just how handsome he was. Lightly, I ran my finger along his defined jawline, light stubble prickling me. His perfectly arched eyebrows were dark like his hair, not quite black but not brown either. His complexion was lighter than mine, more tan than olive, like he spent most of his time in the sun.

'Next time, I'll take my time with you.' I shivered at his heated promise from last night.

"Thank you," I whispered before getting up and leaving the greenhouse.

Maybe, with a stroke of luck, I'd see him again to make good on it.