Dominic’s zipper came down..
zzzzip… loud in the thick, breathless silence.
The sound alone made Izzy’s skin flush hot.
Then she felt it.
His c**k.
Thick.
Hard.
Heavy against her soaked slit.
He dragged the length of it slowly through her folds, coating himself in her mess, teasing the swollen, desperate place that ached for him the most.
Izzy whimpered, hips bucking back helplessly, needing him inside… now.
Dominic breathed out a rough curse behind her.
“f**k… you’re so wet I can feel the heat on my skin.”
He lined himself up, the fat tip nudging her entrance… right where she throbbed open and greedy for him.
“No teasing,” she begged, lifting her hips higher.. “Please… just f**k me.”
Dominic’s breath hitched… low, dark, hungry.
“Look at you begging…” he murmured, grippin
