Dom Wars - Round Four

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Authors: Lucian Bane
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and yet hate myself for wanting it. I shouldn't want to fuck her ass. Her sweet, insanely tight, hot, fucking ass. It would tear her no matter what I did. Dread mixed with desire, creating a knot in my stomach. "I'm going to finger it first, while I fuck you."
    " Mmm, yes. I like that." She ran her fingers through my hair then over my shoulders and back, scratching softly along the skin, sending sparks of heat to my cock. She was ready. But I wasn't.
    I looked down and stroked softly over her clit with my finger, listening to the sounds she made, watching her move under the building fire. Her hands glided up her stomach and fluttered over her nipples. Sharp gasps and little flicks of her hips made my cock throb hard with the need to be buried in her.
    " Lucian." Frustration edged my name and I reached behind her and stroked slowly over her tight exit with my lubricated finger, keeping the touch on her clit to barely there and tormenting.
    Her nails dug in my shoulders before she scrat ched her way down my abs and took hold of my cock. "Do it."
    I let out a sharp groan when she swirled her fingers over the slit and wet the sensitive ridge. Grabbing the base of my erection, I pulled her close and slid the head on her ass, leaning in to brush my lips along her heaving stomach. So very carefully, I worked the head on that tight spot, not moving an inch until she showed me she was ready for more. I pushed a little when her moans smoothed out and she gave a sharp gasp.
    “Sorry, fuck, this is stupid. No way not to hurt you.”
    “I’m okay,” she whispered, breathless. “Try again.”
    “Just move when you’re ready baby. You need to do this.”
    She took my face in her hands and kissed me, licking my tongue with a boldness that made my dick throb. She gave sharp moans as she slowly lowered in tiny increments.
    “I’m going to fucking die,” I growled. “Jesus, Tara.”
    She finally began moving up and down barely.
    “Play with your clit baby, fuck.”
    “Okay, okay,” she cried, winded. “It’s okay. I’m getting used to it.” She followed that with a lusty moan and I leaned for her nipples, sucking and licking, sliding them along my lips before I nipped lightly.
    She held my head and moved my mouth on her. “Oh God, this…feels fucking good.”
    “Your clit is hot?” I nearly barked the words, losing restraint. “Fuck, I need to come now.”
    She gasped and moved on my cock faster but careful. I gripped her waist tight but not ramming her sweet fucking ass was torture.
    “Come in my ass baby,” she whispered.
    Just those words, coming in her ass, that did it, that fucking so did it. I couldn’t keep from bucking my hips but she steered the depth, thank fuck. “Tara, fucking kiss me.”
    She made the first experience complete with that kiss. She was such a good fucking kisser, I loved having her make love to my tongue with hers. Especially while I fucked her ass and she shuddered on me from her own climax. Perfection for me. Fucking. Perfection. 
     

Chapter Seven
     
    "Did you ask him?" Tara's leg swung over her knee at a speed that served to ratchet up my own twisted nerves.
    " I'm not supposed to ask." I looked around at the nice neighborhood we drove through, trying to judge what my first assignment might be. If it was the same as Tara, we were going in reverse, which meant something in my recent past. The "lifestyle" made the possibilities horrifically endless.
    Would it be one of the subs that I 'd broken off with? Visions of a woman running and throwing her arms around me in ecstatic excitement of my surprise visit made me nauseous. Tara couldn't handle that.
    " Well, whatever it is, you got this." She patted my hand in her lap. She sat next to me, which said she'd gotten over that last secret test. But the monstrous scenarios evolving in my mind between those texts and demon domination assignments, had my muscles taut with dread. Which Tara sensed and often misread as me not wanting to be

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