But my heart was so shattered that I didn’t know if I could keep up.
“Dom,” I gasped, quivering as his finger stroked my asshole. “Dom, why—” My eyes closed as I sank into the feeling, failing to push away the hurt. The only control I had was the rocking of my hips as I fed him my cock. “Harder, Dom. I need you inside me.”
I’d been so embarrassed and ashamed to even say those words out loud. But now it flowed naturally.
He spread an ass cheek further, giving him more access, teasing me, circling me, letting me know what I could have.
“I told you. I need you to—” But I was cut off, yelling out as he pressed his finger hard inside me.
“What was that, handsome?” he said, flicking his tongue against my cockhead.
“Fuck you,” I snarled, looking down at him. My anger only fired more when his smile opened into a grin. “Get back on my cock,” I ordered as I grabbed his hair again. I loved the surprise in his eyes. All the submissiveness that I’d revelled in as he instructed me was gone, because I needed to find some control when I felt so powerless and lost.
I sped up, thrusting against him, not giving him time to breathe as I pressed my cock deeper into him. His head vanished under the curve of my stomach, and disappointment stabbed me. Was he so put off by my size that that was the only way he could connect to me?
My heart hurt even more with each thrust, our groans melding in the thick air between us, Dom’s hot mouth and his firm fingers digging into my ass. “You took it from me,” I snapped as I thrust into him so hard that his head knocked against the door. “You took us from me, Dom.” I clenched my jaw, but I couldn’t hold back my pain. “I would have chosen you,” I choked back, squeezing my eyes shut as I absorbed the feel of him around me. “I would have chosen you if you had just asked.”
He paused under me, but I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want to hear it. If he told me he loved me again, I didn’t know what I would do.
Tears beaded at the corners of my eyes, the same ones that took me after I left the hospital. Crying for what I lost, and for everything I’d put myself through.
It didn’t matter how badly I had wanted to be with him. Because he’d broken us and we could never fix it again.
Pleasure took me, and my knees bent. Too much of my weight was sinking down on him. He was strong, but it wasn’t enough. He couldn’t hold me up for long, and I felt another stab of self-consciousness.
Dom’s hands flexed as I moved downwards, his finger leaving my ass, his mouth releasing from my cock. I thought he would stop there, that he would let me fall or I could jump away, even though I didn’t want this to end.
But his right hand left my ass, trailing down, sweeping past my balls before grabbing my shin. I didn’t know what his plan was until he lifted my foot, pushing it away from him and down.
“What are you doing?” I asked, my body shaking with rage and desire.
“You’ll see.” He grinned up at me, and that was all I got. How could he still grin in this situation?
Body trembling, gasping, trying to regain my senses, I fell to one knee as he slid down the door.
I watched him, eyes wide, baffled as he repeated the action with my other leg. And then I was kneeling over him, watching him shuffle downwards, until his head was on the floor.
“That’s more like it.” He chuckled from beneath me.
My heart exploded and, before I could say anything, his tongue found my cock, his hands pushed my ass in the air, and suddenly I was riding my best friend’s face into the ground.
Dom
His cock was so deliciously hard. Though proud, it edged against my face, his skin catching on my cheek as I shuffled those extra few inches down to lie between his thighs. Harry shuddered, his hips rolling gently as he settled there on top of me.
I loved that he was so horny and furious at the same time. I put two fingers in my mouth and wetted them, readying them for him.
As I ran my hands along his thighs, I moaned at how coarse his hair was. I fed my fingers toward his cock, and he groaned as I cupped his balls, massaging, loving the tiny gasps he made.
“Dom!” he snapped, though his voice was distant when I had his thick thighs pressed against my cheeks.
The damp heat of his sweat surrounded me, his musky scent filling my senses.
Harry’s cock twitched as he longed for me. I was all he needed in that moment, his whimpers calling me to hold him, and angle his cock down toward my lips and take him again.
The groan that poured from my throat as he slid down my tongue was inhuman. I’d been waiting so long to feel it againand hear him make that sound. My lips still burned from his thrusts into my face, but now I had his weight crushing me. All it took was one push and he was so deep in my mouth that his balls hit my chin. I jerked under him, suffocating, so turned on I almost came.
His precum coated my tongue, and I pushed his hips. I needed him to move. His thighs trembled around me, but all I heard was my breathing. My focus was on him. I wanted him to cry my name so loudly that he was hoarse by the time he came.