GRACE

"Oh come on," I muttered as I could sense that his intention would involve a lot more teasing.

"Did you say something, Miss Sands?" His hand found my thigh and he tickled his fingers against my skin. That brought back the feeling I have been yearning for. I let out a sigh of relief.

"No." It was becoming hard to control my breathing. "I said nothing."

"I thought so." His lips which were in a smug shape soon fell onto mine and fiercely, he explored. His tongue joined the party after a while, sending waves of pleasure into my craving system. As his kiss got fiercer and as I managed to keep up with his pace, his grip on my thigh squeezed before sliding a bit upwards to tease me further.

"Dominic," I called softly as his lips went to my neck region. My hands clenched his soft hair. His teeth ground softly on my tender skin and my body writhed in reaction.

His hand that was around my nether region was also working on driving me to get the ultimate pleasure as it kept circling every area of the skin of my lap. As moments passed, more flame was ignited within my body.

And soon, Dominic gently pressed against my core with his thumb through my panties and I cried,

"Shit. Dominic!"

"I can see you are learning to use my name. Good. You have earned this."

I frowned as I tried to decipher his sentence. But when his hand found the end of my nightgown and pulled it off me with my help, I understood what he meant and I was more than glad at the direction that moment was heading.

"So freaking beautiful," Dominic's strained voice commented as his gaze combed my body. The way he looked at me made my stomach flutter some more. "So, so, gorgeous." After that grumpy yet sweet mumble, he leaned in and kissed the swell of my breasts.

Soon, my bra joined the league of discarded clothes and my chest was bare like his. He placed another hunger-filled kiss on my lips before his lips went on to find a place on my breasts.

"Oohhh." I felt a rush in my body when his hot lips attached themselves to one of my nipples. "Oh, my God! Dominic!" My hands dug into his shoulders and I used that to support myself while he found my other nipple and teased its pointedness with his fingers.

As my grip intensified, so did his body melt further into mine. My groin kept being attacked by his lower abdomen, a little part of his hard bulge pressing into the side of my lap.

"The things I want to do to you Grace, I just don't know where to start." His mouth left my very sensitive nipple and went on to trail kisses all over my stomach.

While my body wiggled in excitement, I kept pushing him down. I was sort of desperate to feel him there again.

"Please, Dominic." I pushed him even further.

"Well, if you insist," his deep voice growled. His hands found my panties and in a second, they were off and I became very exposed to him. Then, my legs shivered when I felt his breath very close to me when he murmured, "I am so fucking glad you are mine."

And from that moment on, I lost a great percentage of my sanity.

"Dominic, please! Ohhh yes!" I cried when his lips found my clit to my utmost desire. As he sucked and his tongue licked, I felt the flame of desire rage in my soul.

No doubt, being so physically intimate with Dominic Powers is something amazing.

But the burning flame within me was soon reduced when he unlatched his lips.

But my disappointment was quick to become excitement when he reached for his briefs to take them off.

And, as though I was about to receive very important news, my heart began to pound in anticipation.

I have felt him and he did not feel like his manhood was... limited.

Soon, his semi-hardness sprang out and Dominic got rid of his briefs.

The both of us were the same now. Stripped of all our clothes.

I gulped at his hugeness, my eyes watching as he reached for his drawer and brought out a condom. When he was done ensuring the protection was intact, he turned his full attention to me.

He reached for my breasts and gave each nipple a brief kiss. And as he slowly moved, his manhood teased me. Then, with his elbows holding him up, his eyes delved into mine, and he solemnly asked, "Do you want to do this?"

It was as though he read the sudden hesitation that had befallen me. So, as I dropped my eyes to the side, I asked myself the same question because it has been a while since I experienced physical intimacy while sober.

But as I searched and searched my head for a response, I discovered that I wanted to be touched by Dominic in every way.

Is it weird that I just had a mini-speech in my head because of intercourse?

"Yes." I looked into his eyes. "I want to do this." I won't lie, I am flattered that he asked. He just made me see him in a different light. "Whoa!" I exclaimed softly as he gently slipped into my wetness. He stilled for a second and looked down at me, his face etched into a slight frown. "I am fine." I smiled and immediately, he thrust even harder into me causing me to wrap my hands around his firm back as an instant reaction.

Soon, he was taking it at a slow and steady pace, hitting a pleasure spot repeatedly. His little action soon caused me to struggle between panting hard and spewing random words out of my mouth.

"Mmm." His mouth found mine and at a considerate angle, his chest jammed mine to allow him to thrust at a faster pace. As his hugeness became more and more with the growing heat between my legs, my nipples felt the effect of his weight, and the painful pleasure I felt made that moment more erotic for me.

As Dominic sleekly moved in and out, his angle changing once in a while, he began to discover spots inside me. He poked those spots over and over and I couldn't desist from moaning with delight even when our lips met again after a short break. But even our kiss could not survive in the midst of such passion.

As our eyes met, as he continued to stroke my walls, as I made sure to squeeze him now and then, Dominic's pants became heavier as seconds passed and it became harder for him to find the warmth of my lips. It seemed that he felt the powerful pleasure that was rushing through my system.

But his short, shaky, heavy breaths didn't stop or deter him. Dominic maintained his gradually increasing pace and he soon found the arch of my back. He used that contact to angle my body and I allowed him enough access as I swung one of my legs over his plush buttocks.

"So, so beautiful..." He murmured as he dug his lips into my shoulder blade. And as I continued to dig my hands into his back, he joined me in making some incoherent, low, sexual noises. "Ugh... Grace."

Moments passed and the whole thing continued to get more intense. At one point, I felt a mini orgasmic rush in my system. But before I could recover from that little release, other orgasmic releases followed and they soon merged into a huge one that made my parted lips let out a huge cry.

"Oh yes! Yes, Dominic! I am... oh my. I am..." My eyes shut as the ultimate feel of ecstasy travelled through my body.

Dominic did not stop. He ignored my cries and went even faster so that as he drove me into another breathtaking orgasm, he was reaching his own.

We both jerked as the after-feel of such wonderful contact surged through our bodies.

Mr. Powers pulled out and after a few seconds, he slumped beside me, his breathing yet to become normal. Still panting hard, I faced him.

He was wearing his usual stoic expression and his eyes remained trained on the ceiling. It was as though he was calculating something.

My gaze studied the side of his face and seconds later, I gave in to the urge to touch him. My sweaty left hand made contact with his skin which was good to touch and his eyes flickered to mine.

I gave a small smile and my tiny hand caressed his face as his eyes locked further into mine amid the silence that filled the manly room. After a while, he reached for my hand and stopped my motions.

He began to play with my fingers as though they were his favourite toys.

"Grace," his sight fell to my hand, "who is Kyle Jennings?"