The second I hollowed my cheeks around his c**k, Dominic hissed like I’d never heard anything hotter in my life.
His fingers tightened in my hair, guiding me deeper, giving me slow, deliberate strokes that made me gag and drool and moan around him like a desperate little slut.
“That’s it, princess, choke on Daddy’s d**k. Taste your p***y all over me.”
I did, tongue swirling, spit dripping down my chin, eyes watering as I stared up at him. He looked like a god above me, abs flexing, chest heaving, jaw clenched so tight it looked painful.
After a minute he pulled out with a wet pop, slapped his slick c**k against my cheek twice, and growled, “Up.”
I was still trembling from three orgasms, my legs were like jelly, c*m leaking out of me in thick drops, but he didn’t care. He scooped me up
