Today was the day Dominic Bianchi was finally coming back home to Maryland and not just for a day or two. After 10 years of living out in San Diego with his father I was finally going to see my brother’s best friend for the first time since we were kids. My brother’s best friend who I was madly in love with, his jet black hair, sculpted biceps, and irresistible good looks had a wave of crashing currents flood through my entire body every time the thought of him crossed my mind.
I hadn’t completely cut off contact, still seeing and talking to him over the phone but I always avoided being around when he came back to visit. It was too hard to let him go the first time he left, I wasn’t doing it again.
Ever since I can remember Dom and Christof were the best of friends. I would follow them around like a lost puppy always desperately vying for Dom’s attention. They would pick on me, tease me, put me through hell because I was the little girl that annoyingly tagged along who they constantly got stuck babysitting.
Dom was nearing eighteen when we said our goodbyes. A young man coming into his manhood while I was a thirteen year old pubescent teen still going through acne and just starting to develop breasts. Back then I was just a child to Dom he called kitten and treated like a little sister, never looking at me with the need or desire I held in my eyes when I looked upon him and desperately seeked in return.
Christof ended up in California attending UCLA so him and Dom were able to stay close through the years after his parent’s divorce. I would always wait for Chris to come home to visit during the holidays, never venturing far from Maryland in my efforts to avoid another painstaking heartbreak by seeing Dom.
There was no ignoring Dom now though, he would be living with me and Christof in our apartment. But I didn’t want to avoid him. I was a grown woman now ready to make sure he realized that in every way possible.
Dom’s plane wasn’t due in for hours with my lonely entrance aching at the thought of his return. I couldn’t get him out of my mind, my hormones intensifying picturing Dom and the many ways he could be violating my body.
No longer able to contain my arousal, I reached into my panties sliding my fingers between my wet slit, rubbing up and down with my thumb circling my most sensitive spot.
Taking a hand under my oversized t-shirt, I kneaded my tender breast flicking away at the hardened nipple, imaging that it was Dom’s fingers pacing frantically between my swollen lips and not my own. He’d replace his fingers with his thick girth, my throbbing tunnel welcoming the invasion.
The moisture continually building as I rubbed more fervently, his effect on me was intoxicating. I was becoming delirious with the possibilities only making the pain between my thighs increase. I needed something buried deep inside my pulsing muscles. Keeping my hand on my breast, I removed the other hand to reach into my nightstand drawer.
Slipping out of my underwear, I took out my vibrator with it’s teasing ears driving it into my wet depths, the seven inch mass easily gliding in saturating in my juices. A small sigh of relief flooded over me from finally having something hard and big fill my emptiness. I only hoped Dom was just as hard and big, harder and bigger would be even better.
I powered it on, clenching my body together partial overwhelmed from the initial vibrations that teased my bud and then my momentum kicked into play. Slowly I began to thrust in and out increasing the rate of my thrusts with each plummeting re-entry, swaying and rocking my hips in tune with the motions.
My muscles began to contract, my need for relief rising higher and higher begging to be granted satisfaction. So close, so fucking close, my orgasm was ready to rip right through and then my bedroom door came flying open. Lost in my own pleasures I never heard the sounds of someone entering the apartment.
“Kitten?” Dom glanced at me only meeting my stunned eyes for a second before his quickly fell down to my exposed lower half witnessing a dildo shoved fully up my abyss.
“Dom?” My face reddened in embarrassment, a characteristic I wasn’t accustomed to. Not much fazed me but having Dom walk in just now, finding me like this, I found myself humiliated. This wasn’t how I wanted our first encounter from not seeing each other in years to be like.
Immediately I reached down grabbing hold of my blanket tossing it over up to my waist, vibrator still intact.
Dom’s sea blue eyes bore into mine, “Remove the blanket Kat and don’t stop,” his voice was steady, his eyes commanding.
I went back to hammering the electronic monster to and fro. Dom stepped closer seating himself on my bed right next to me. He grabbed the hem of my shirt fully removing it, making me pause momentarily and tossed it aside before reaching behind my back skillfully unsnapping my bra in one solid motion.
With my breath growing more and more ragged, I thrusted my toy in and out keeping my vision locked on Dom’s. There was no more shame, our gaze’s both filled with lust. I was now enjoying feeding into his hungry eyes, my display getting me heated with arousal.
The straps of my bra slid down the sides of my arms leaving my breasts fully accessible with the underwire sitting below my stomach. Dom’s large callous hand took hold of my breast kneading it with the pads of his fingers. “Did I do this to you? Was it me you were thinking about that got you so desperate you felt the need to satisfy yourself with this toy?”
“Fuck..Dom,” I breathlessly gasped, “ye..s..yes, you did this to me.” My body was a ticking time bomb ready to explode in pleasure losing myself in the moment. His touch was better than I could have ever imaged. Electricity coursed through my veins, large scorching flames ran throughout my blood, every inch of me on fire from Dom’s caress.
His mouth moved to my nipple enveloping my rock solid pebble in his lips, his tongue flicking and circling around it. The sensations that depleted my body were taking me to the unknown, his touch none like any other’s.
Dom moved from my breast to my mouth, parting my lips with his tongue, tasting, devouring, aggressively ravaging me with his kisses. His hand cupped my face, my fingers tightly fisting his hair just above the back of his neck tugging, my entire body was covered in a tingling sensation I had never felt before with his assault finally bringing me to the edge.
“Oh God Dom, I’m going to come,” I cried out plunging and withdrawing the final thrusts.
“Do it kitten... Let go,” His rasping voice whispered into my ear with his hot breath fanning the skin. It was the sexiest sound I had ever heard come from a man.
My body jolted, my toes curling with my release ripping through my existence. Convulsing and contorting, my orgasm dispersed in contractions to completion.
Our mouths continued to mesh. I readjusted myself shimming out of my bra and removing my toy. I took hold of Dom rolling us over so he was now positioned with his back flat against the mattress, my exposed breasts flush against his clothed chest.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous, Katarina. I want you so bad.” Dom growled biting into the curve of my neck.
“And you’re going to have me, all of me,“I released my lips straddling my naked body on top of his solid erection that ached against his jeans. My eyes burned into his with a look of dominance and control aligned across my face.
Now I was tearing his shirt off exposing his vast muscles and contoured chest.
I gently sucked his upper and bottom lips licking his tongue once before breaking free. I devilishly smirked and then brought my mouth to his neck. Slowly I began to suck, nibbling with my teeth, guttural grunts escaping his lips. I made sure my tongue followed each assault I made, licking, sucking, trailing further down towards his chest.
My hands sat on his chest as I arched my back and grinded my sex into his erection. My mouth continuing it’s trail downwards as I pushed our lower regions harder against each others.
“Fuck Kat, what are you doing to me?, His labored breath fought to speak.
I didn’t answer grinding my pelvis harder against his crotch, my mouth trying to find it’s way down there until I reached the outlining of his jeans.
I teased him, torturing him with my tongue letting it glide under the crease that separates his jeans from his flesh. His waist grew thin sucking in his breath obviously effected from my abuse desperate for me to have my lips wrapped around his resonating shaft. Back and forth, side to side, I taunted bringing my tongue down little by little without unhinging the button of his pants as Dom twinged and contorted in need.
“What Dom?” I looked up to meet his gaze,“You want me to keep going?” I asked looking clueless when the answer was clearly yes.
“Please don’t stop,” he begs. The despair in his voice, something I had waited my entire life to hear.
I unbuttoned his jeans taking down the zipper, pulling his pants down with his boxers letting him kick them completely off.
I continued to kiss and lick further down, lightly biting into his skin every so often making my way to his throbbing cock.
Once there, eagerly I took it in my hand more than satisfied with his large package. My fingers knit tightly around stroking while he convulsed in my possession.
I wanted to taste him, feel him down my throat. I took my mouth to the bottom of his shaft licking upwards rounding his head with my tongue. I teased some more, only playing with the tip, my lips wrapping around never letting him down my throat as my tongue continued to swirl.
I licked, I sucked, stopping at the head as he fell into a sexual frenzy under my control. I wanted to hear him beg, plead out loud letting me know how much he truly needed and wanted me after all these years of rejection... and he did.
“Why are you doing this to me? I can’t fucking take it.” Dom cried in anguish. His entire body firmly tensed.
“Because I can.” Smirking, I looked up to face him.
He took hold of my hair grasping it tightly in his fingers, pulling at my scalp sending a delicious pain to sear through me.
I swallowed his entirety in one fluid motion, sucking down to his balls with Dom releasing a loud groan of relief.
I didn’t stop, repeatedly I sucked swallowing him whole with Dom pumping my head with his hands bringing himself further in. Up and down he thrusted himself down my throat while I reveled in his essence.
“Kat,” he grunted,” I’m going to come.”
I could feel is cock pulsing under my tongue hard as rock ready to release.
“Come in my mouth, come all over my chest.” I stroked him vigorously under my fingers.
“Holy fuck.” Exploding in my mouth and then pulling out releasing the remainder of his moist warmth on my chest, I finished stroking his manhood back and forth emptying him out onto my breasts.
I licked my lips feasting on the small drops that lingered, Dom shattering before me with his clenched muscles unraveling. His climax met as he slowly came undone loosening his grip on my hair.
“Don’t do that shit in front of me.” Dom growled catching a glimpse of me swiping my lips taking in his salty cream. His vision coming back in focus while he stared down at my mouth like he was ready ravage me like a wild beast.
“Don’t do what?” I looked up to his cyan eyes in amusement. A small smirk of contentment grazing my face as I teased knowing what he meant. He was mine now, finally falling weak to my allure. I was no longer the hunter, now I was the prey being seeked out, being looked at like I was what he craved, never fully satisfied always needing another fill.
“Don’t lick your lips like that or I’m going to have to fuck you.” His words are fierce, his stare is cold and commanding. He knows what he wants with a deep seriousness, he wants me and I want to give him every piece of myself he’s willing to take.
“Then fuck me Dom unless you can’t get hard again.” I taunted with my own sternness, challenging him to prove he’s the man that was meant to tame me.
“Oh I can get hard.” Confidence rings in his tone. He sits up taking my hands he urges upwards to the front the bed. “Get on all fours.”
Looking over my shoulder, positioned and ready, I impatiently watch Dom settle behind me. I turn back to face the headboard listening to the sounds of his grunting and pumping, hardening his erection to its full capabilities before he dives it in my wet awaiting pool.
His fingers along with the head of his cock brush against my fold. As soon as I feel him a the throbbing twitch down there pulses in madness. I let out a whimpering moan begging to cradle his cock. I think if he doesn’t plunge into me soon I’ll lose my mind.
“Fuck me please.” I cry out before I go insane rocking back into him to feel his cock again. Let him know I’m more than ready for him to be buried deep inside my walls.
“Okay kitten.” And right before he can situate himself into my depths an all too familiar voice comes into play.
“Katarina, are you here?” Christof called out from out in the living room.