We spent a few hours talking to the police and showing them the video. I explained my history with him, and how my job was trying to keep him away from me as best they could. They ensured they would have a warrant issued for his arrest and they would call me as soon as they picked him up. We hadn't been settled in for more than an hour when the cop called me and told me that he was found outside the apartment building.
I decided to take a shower and relax before Dominic and I laid down to watch a movie. I think he senses that I don’t want to be alone because he’s insistent that I stay with him in his room. I think it’s cute that he goes over. Explain his reason even though I never said no or gave any indication that I was going to he’s nervous that I will take offense to it.
I am on my side but still watching TV. Dominic is lying behind me with his hand resting on my hip. After a while, he shifts and moves his hand under the blanket to rest on my bare hip. The warmth of his skin does something to my brain because I instantly scoot back against his body. He wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me back, pressing his erection into me.
“Fuck,” I hiss when I feel how fucking massive he is. The way I want this man to destroy me is unreal.
“Sorry,” he mutters. “I…” he thinks again that he’s offended me somehow so to shut him up, I press my ass against him again, making him groan.
“Stop apologizing. I know how to say no and all I’m screaming is yes at you,” I say.
“I just don’t wan…”
“I have a voice,” I interrupt him. “Would you like for me to be blunt?”
“Please,” he chuckles. I roll to face him and smile.
“If you don’t fuck me tonight, I’m going to have to get myself off, no matter if you are here or not,” I say. “I’ll tell you if you cross a line.”
He finally gets the picture because he kisses me hard before rolling us so he can settle between my legs. I gasp when he presses his pelvis against mine. “What’s wrong, princess?” he asks with a devious grin.
“Fuck, you’re huge, Dom,” I say. “There’s no way I can take you.”
“Oh… but you will,” he says as he grabs hold of my lacy underwear and rips them off of me. He sits back and slips out of his boxers, revealing his cock. My eyes go wide, and I instinctively sit up and go to move away. He promptly grabs my hips and pulls me back down before pulling my wrists above my head and pinning me. “Safeword, Luna?”
“How about “Ow, fuck that hurts.” or “Please stop. I’m dying.” Either of those work?” I ask with an attitude. I’m not sure why I am suddenly being shitty to him. I don’t want him to stop but I do think he is about to absolutely destroy my pussy. He is at least ten inches in length, and it would take both hands to wrap him entirely. He could put a Pringles can to shame.
“Drama queen,” he laughs. “Safe word? I’m serious.”
“Fine,” I huff. “Just… Red. I guess.”
“Do you trust me?” he asks as he brings himself down with his forearms to either side of me.
“Yes,” I say with a shaky voice.
“Relax, princess. I’ve got you,” he says softly before kissing me. After a second, I relax and bring my hands to his face.
He pushes the head of his cock against me and I whimper. Once I relax again, he slowly pushes into me, stretching me wide to accommodate his girth. He is grinding against my piercing and it’s making me contract around him, I break our kiss as my eyes roll back and I arch against his chest.
“Fuck,” he moans.
“Dear God, that hurts,” I whine.
“You can take it, princess. You’re doing so good,” he says against my lips. I am nearly panting and I have a tight grip on his biceps. When he starts to pull out, I relax. He pushes deeper and I get more and more comfortable with his size, letting pleasure take over.
“Fuck, that’s good,” I whimper. He quickens his movements and I dig my nails into his arms. “Oh god! Oh my god. Fuck, you’re too big!”
He starts pounding into me harder and harder. My body can’t decide if it’s in pain or not, but it doesn’t stop the flood of orgasms. I can’t tell the difference between the build and fall of them. I’m in a constant state of moaning but begging him to slow down so I can breathe. He abruptly stops and flips me to my belly before pulling me up to my knees while I keep my face buried in my arms.
"You're going to take my cock like a good little whore. This is my tight little cunt to destroy,” he growls. “Scream for me, Princess."
He tightens his grip on me before he slams into my already abused pussy and starts to fuck me so hard that I see stars. I can’t form words or sounds past the inhuman-like noises that he’s forcing out of me. My thighs start to violently shake from the brute force of his thrusts and his tight hold on my waist is the only thing keeping me upright.
He is relentless and offers me no reprieve as he rails me into his bed. Even if I wanted to say that safe word, there is no way I’d be able to form the words. His name is the only thing I can manage. “Dom,” I moan helplessly. I cry out his name over and over as something new builds in me. The pressure is immense but the moment it releases, my entire body goes rigid, and I clench around his cock as my arousal floods out of me. An animalistic groan comes with it, and I drag him down into his own release where he offers me a few final punishing thrusts before pushing deep as he comes.
When he lets me move to lie flat on the bed I am completely disassociated and floating through subspace. I hardly realize that he has cleaned us and the bed up until he lays beside me and rollsme to my side so he can pull me to his chest. I groan and wrap my arms around his middle, burying my face in his chest. “Tell Harper I want white roses at my funeral. I think I’m dead,” I mumble.
Six Months Later