Dominate me by Julia Romush (best e reader for epub TXT) 📗

Now I knew for sure that I was not sleeping. His voice ... His hands ... The hot breath that burned the back of his head. All this made me go crazy slowly and surely.  

Is he back? He wants to continue what he didn't have time for? 

"I can't hear the answer", he growled in my ear, and then his fingers squeezed my nipple. It was only instead of a painful sensation that I felt a wave of heat sweep over my body.  

"I thought you wouldn't come back."  

My voice became something hoarse. 

My heart jumped out of my chest as my man hands began to slide over my body ... Exploring me where I was ashamed to touch myself.  From this touch between the thighs became wet ... Realizing this, I blushed to the tips of my ears.  

I pulled away and wanted to break free, but Artem wouldn't let me go.  

"You don't have to think, you have to do what I told."  

His voice was annoyed ... And I wasn't lost from what was happening in my body at that very second. The feeling of fear and anxiety dulled as his fingers slid down the inside of his thigh. Rising higher and higher.  

The body was beating with fever and at the same moment covered with a wave of heat. Torn moans burst from my chest to freedom, but I pursed my lips to keep them out.  

I didn't like it. I couldn't control the situation, and it made me even more nervous. Only the body no longer obeyed me. It seemed that he had another master at that moment. And Artem knew perfectly well how and what to do to make me moan.  

"Open your mouth",  hissing through my ear, his fingers slid down my neck to my face. 

I automatically obeyed his order, because all my attention was focused on his other hand, which slid on the inside of the thigh and rose so high that a little more, and he would know how wet I was there…

Two of his fingers slid into my mouth ...    

"Lick them, play with your tongue."  

Me absorbed shame and confusion ... from the fact that I did not know how to behave. What to do so as not to feel miserable later. Not to lose that bit of self-esteem.  

This request was terribly vulgar, but now my lower abdomen began to pull nicely from this order ... and I, swallowing saliva, ran my tongue over his fingers. I slid on the salty skin ... And I couldn't understand why I wasn't disgusted. Why was I not disgusted in this situation? 

It was all awful. Wrong.  
 

"Suck", I felt my cheeks flare from the word.  

I pursed my lips and carried out another order.  

"Enough", when I opened my lips, his fingers slid down my chin to my chest, leaving a wet mark on the skin. 

He did it slowly. So slowly that my body began to tremble.  

Sliding down my nipple and forcing me to bite my lower lip, he slid lower, I tried to squeeze my thighs, but I didn't succeed.  

He calculated everything. The other hand, which was there anyway ... wouldn't let me do it, and his fingers slid freely between my thighs.  

When he touched me there, I arched and bit my lower lip.  

"And I underestimated you". Whispering it in my ear, his fingers slid along my folds, and then began to enter me. The clattering sounds of my moisture made me close my eyes. It was a complete nightmare. Shame. Horror.  

"Good girl."  

With these words, his fingers went even deeper into me, and something solid rested on my buttocks …