CHAPTER 94: THE PART WHERE I SUCKED YOUR SOUL OUT THROUGH YOUR DICK

It was my first time. And he made sure I’d never forget it.

"Good," he whispered, spreading my legs apart. "Then just lie back and let me ruin you slowly."

He slid his hands up my thighs, spreading them wider, then leaned in and his tongue

was moving up, slowly.

I swallowed, watching the shift in his eyes.

He kissed me softly at first on the hip, then lower. My back arched on instinct.

"F-fuck." I moaned, softly.

He chuckled. "Just tell me if you want me to stop."

I didn’t say anything. Just curled my fingers into his hair. That was answer enough.

It wasn’t just that it felt good. It was him. It was his mouth on me. It was how I could barely think, how I had to bite my lips to stay quiet, how I couldn’t stop shaking.

"Relax," he whispered. "You’re doing perfect."

I squeezed my eyes shut, overwhelmed by sensation. The wet, slow drag of his tongue. The way he moaned like he also liked it. It made me dizzy.

"Dominic..." I gasped. "I don’t think I can.."

He didn’t stop. Just held my hips in place as I lost it.

Then he took all my cock in. It was slow at first, letting his mouth adjust, his tongue kept teasing every inch he could reach. Then, he went deeper.

How the fuck was he able to take it all?

I wasn’t even as big as him...not even close, but I could feel it, all the way down. Deep in his throat.

I didn’t even know it could feel like that.

Didn’t know someone could make me fall apart like this, with just their mouth.

His lips were wrapped around me, tight and wet, with spit drooling at the corners of his mouth as he moved....slow, then fast, then slow again, like he knew what he was doing.

God, he knew.

He was perfect. Fucking perfect. Like he’d done this a thousand times, and decided to destroy me with all of it.

And I was gone.

I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe. My thighs were trembling, my fingers fisted the sheets like I was going to fall straight through the bed.

"Ughhh, fuck me!" I moaned.

He didn’t gag, not once. He just sucked harder, twisting his wrist at the base while his tongue pressed along the side, like he was starving for it.

I gasped and choked. "I can’t..shit. I’m gonna."

And then he looked up.

Those dark blue eyes locked with mine like he knew the control he had over me. Like he wanted to see the exact second I fell apart. And that was it. That was fucking it.

I cried out as my orgasm hit violently.

He got confident fast... faster than I expected. He other hand kept holding me down when I tried to move.

"Dominic,shit, wait, please wait!" I gasped, already close, too close, too fucking close.

He grinned, then sucked my tip into his mouth again as I choked on my own moans.

My hands flew into his hair, as I whimpered, "Dom, please!"

He didn’t stop.

He wanted it. He wanted me trembling.

I came with a cry, and spilled down his throat. He held me there, taking every drop like it was nothing, like this was normal for him.

Then, he looked up at me with his shiny lips, and wiped it with the back of his hand.

When I finally collapsed back down, I kept gasping, my chest kept heaving.

I stared at him, looking wrecked, as he crawled up over me, licking his lips.

"You taste really good," he smirked, dragging his fingers up my stomach.

I was still gasping, when he leaned over me and kissed my lips.

"You okay?" he whispered.

"I can’t feel my legs," I whispered. "I think I died."

He laughed. "Nah. You just got head from a god."

I smacked his shoulder weakly.

"Are you this sensitive?"

"Yes," I whispered.

He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into his chest. "I’m proud of you."

I snorted. "Proud? What, like I passed an oral exam?"

He kissed the inside of my thigh once more, and climbed up beside me, brushing the hair from my face.

"You love it," he said, grinning.

And the best part was... I did.

My legs still wouldn’t stop shaking.

I tried to get up...tried to walk to the bathroom, but as soon as I stood, my knees buckled. "Oh my god," I muttered, grabbing the edge of the bed for support.

Dominic was already off the bed, stepping in behind me before I could fall. "Hey, hey, whoa." His arms caught my waist. "You good?"

"I really can’t feel my legs. I’m also dizzy."

"That’s kind of the goal."

"You broke me," I whispered, trying not to laugh.

"You liked it."

"Like is an understatement. I loved it," I admitted.

I saw him smile, as he slid an arm under my knees, the other around my back, and lifted me effortlessly off the ground.

"DominicVale!"

"Rivera, shut up and let me be your strong, handsome sugar daddy," he laughed, carrying me toward the bathroom.

I didn’t protest. My head dropped against his shoulder as I mumbled, "You’re so annoying."

"You’re literally covered in cum right now. You don’t get to sass me."

He set me gently down on the closed toilet lid, then ran warm water into a cloth and knelt between my legs. Carefully, he wiped me clean...his touch was so soft.

I watched him quietly. The way he focused. The way his fingers brushed my skin.

"You’re quiet," he murmured.

"I’m processing," I smiled.

He grinned. "Processing what? The part where I sucked your soul out through your dick?"

I groaned, burying my face in my arm. "Can you not say it like that?"

He laughed. "You’re cute when you’re shy."

"Dominic."

"Don’t worry." He leaned closer, whispered into my ear. "I liked it. I really liked it."

"Thanks," I whispered.

He looked up and smirked. "You’re welcome. I’d love to do it again."

"Not tonight again, you’ve wrecked me."

I leaned against the sink, still trembling a little, and sore in the best way.

Then he grabbed my hand and tugged gently. "C’mon. Let’s go to bed."

We climbed under the covers, and it was quiet again.

"You sure you’re okay?" he asked.

I nodded, still a little dazed. "Of course."

"Was that... your first time?"

I hesitated. Then nodded. "Hmm, yeah. Is it that obvious?"

He hummed like that made sense.

"You did well," he said softly. "Like... really fucking well."

I turned over to face him. "You don’t have to say that, so I won’t feel bad."

"I’m not complaining," he grinned. "Besides, it’s your first time. But...."

I buried my face in his chest."But?"

"You moan like someone who’s never been touched before." He laughed, dragging his fingers a little lower, like he couldn’t help himself.

He chuckled, brushing my hair back from my forehead. "And, for the record..." He paused, "It was my first time swallowing."

I looked up. "Seriously?"

He nodded, smiling a little. "Guess there’s a first time for everything."

I stared at him for a second, and something in my chest softened.

"...Thanks."

"For what?"

"For making it feel like more than just... sex."

Dominic leaned closer.

"You are more," he said. "You’re mine, Rivera. Not just for tonight. No one else gets to touch you. No one except me."

I couldn’t stop the shy smile tugging at my lips.

"That’s... kind of intense," I murmured. "But also... really, really sweet."

He pressed a kiss to my forehead. "Good. Cos I meant every word."

He reached down, laced our fingers together beneath the blanket and kissed my lips. "Goodnight, Rivera."