POV: Olivia
Dominic’s fingers tightened around my hips, his grip firm enough to leave faint imprints on my skin. The firelight flickered across his shoulders as he pulled me up from the sheepskin rug. My body still trembled from the last orgasm, and I let out a soft, breathy laugh as he guided me backward, my bare feet sliding against the smooth stone floor. The cool air kissed my damp skin, raising goosebumps, but the heat of his body pressed against my back kept me from shivering.
The marble countertop hit the backs of my thighs, its surface shockingly cold against my heated flesh. I gasped, my hands instinctively slapping against the stone to steady myself. Dominic didn’t give me time to adjust. His c**k, still thick and demanding, found the slick entrance between my legs, and with o
