CHAPTER 129: DIDN’T THINK YOUR VIRGIN ASS COULD LAST THIS LONG

The sudden emptiness when Dominic pulled out made me gasp. My chest heaved, even my hair was sticking to my forehead with sweat.

For a second I thought it was over but then I saw him rolling off the condom, reaching for another.

My eyes went wide. "Wait, you didn’t even...."

He smirked, leaning down to kiss my cheek. "Yeah, didn’t come yet. Had to stop thought you were about to faint on me."

My cheeks burned. "Oh my God..."

He chuckled softly, brushing his thumb across my swollen bottom lip. "Yeah. You’re more important than getting off, Ash. I’m not risking you passing out on me." His smile crooked. "But... if you’re still up for it, we could go another round."

"Yes," I blurted before he could finish. "It’s a little painful, but... Dom, it feels so good. I don’t want to stop."

His eyes darkened. "Good boy."

I love it when he calls me that.

My stomach fluttered. I wanted to be his good boy.

"Turn over," he said gently. "On your stomach. I want to take you from behind this time."

I obeyed....rolling onto my stomach, burying my face in the sheets for a second before I dared to glance back at him.

Dominic had already slid on the new condom, stroking himself slowly as his eyes roamed over me. "God, Ash," he muttered, running a hand down my back. "You’re too fucking pretty like this. See your round ass. I want to spank it."

He grabbed my ass. My face turned red.

I shivered when I felt him on top of me. Then, his hand wrapped around my throat from behind, choking me slightly.

"Is this okay?" he murmured close to my ear.

I nodded fast, my body kept trembling under his touch. "Yeah. Please, Dom. I want it."

He gripped lightly, lifting my head just enough for my lips to part on a gasp.

His lips brushed the back of my shoulder.

Then I felt him press against me again, sliding the dick slowly, deeper this time with the angle. I whimpered, clutching the sheets.

"Fuck..." he groaned, his grip on my throat tightened. "You feel even better like this. Taking me so well."

I moaned, I couldn’t feel my legs anymore. The stretch was so much deeper. My whole body arched.

"You’re taking me so well," he groaned, his hips smacking against me. "Didn’t think your virgin ass would last this long."

I whined, clutching at the sheets. "Shut up."

He chuckled, thrusting harder. "Make me."

I couldn’t. Every push had me moaning louder.

It still hurt, but the pain twisted into pleasure until I couldn’t tell them apart anymore.

"You feel me deeper this way, don’t you?" He growled.

"Yes...fuck yes," I gasped. Tears blurred my eyes.

I couldn’t believe I was crying.

Am I crying ’causeithurts or ’causeitfeels so good? Or probably both.

Everytime he hits that spot so deep...fuck, it’s too insane. My body keeps betraying me.

I’m shaking. I can’t even hold the orgasm, I’m about to cum any second.

"Good," he growled. "Because I’m not stopping till you fall apart for me again."

Suddenly, his thrusts turned brutal.

Even the sheets were damp with sweat.

I didn’t even realize I was babbling... saying different words until his chuckle cut through the moment.

"Listen to you... whimpering like that. You love it."

I did. I swear, I did. "Fuck daddy, don’t stop!"

"Not planning to." His hand slid from my throat to my waist, pulling me back into him with every thrust.

His chest pressed to my back, his breath ragged in my ear. "Fuck, Ash, you’re perfect. Tightest, sweetest thing I’ve ever felt."

My whole body tensed, and I clawed at the sheets. "I’m...I’m gonna!"

"Do it." His voice was sharp. "Cum for me, baby."

The words ripped me apart.

Heat tore through my stomach, and I collapsed against the bed as my orgasm hit. I came all over the sheets, shaking hard, moaning so loud it didn’t sound like me anymore.

Dominiv kept thrusting deeper, harder, faster.

His grip tightened on my waist as I felt the warm liquid. He came, spilling into the condom. "Fuck, I just came."

He pulled out slowly. His whole body shook against mine before collapsing beside me, looking all sweaty, breathing hard.

For a moment, the world was silent except for our gasps and our heaving chests.

Then he kissed my shoulder. "Good boy," he whispered. "You did so good tonight."

I could barely move. My thighs trembled, my arms felt useless. I just laid there, face pressed into the sheets.

But then....it hit me.

Everything I’d just felt. I just lost my virginity.

My chest tightened, and before I could stop it, hot tears slipped down my cheeks.

Dominic noticed instantly. He pulled out the condom slowly, and then pulled me into his arms. "Hey, hey, baby, look at me."

I shook my head, covering my face, but he pried my hands away and kissed my wet cheeks, one after another. "Don’t hide from me. Talk to me."

"I... I don’t know," I whispered, clinging into his arms. "It’s just... so much. I feel like... like I can’t even feel my legs. And I just..."

"Shhh." He hugged me tighter, stroking my hair. "It’s literally your first time and you did so good."

His words made the tears worse, but they also melted something inside me.

"I really can’t feel my legs. I don’t think I can’t walk anymore."

It made him chuckle.

"That’s because I fucked the strength right out of you," he murmured. "Took your ability to walk... and I’m not even sorry."

I shivered.

"Guess you’ll just have to let me carry you everywhere," he added, brushing his thumb over my jaw. Then his grin sharpened. "Or crawl back to me when you want more."

And he did.

He carried me across the room. I clung to

him, still trembling, his arms were steady.

He set me down gently on the edge of the bathtub turned on the water, and checked the temperature with his hand.

Then, he started filling it, pouring in bubble bath that smelled faintly of vanilla.

The warm scent filled the room.

Once the tub was ready, he lowered me into the foam. I sighed at the heat easing my muscles.

"Lean back," he whispered, grabbing a bottle of vanilla shampoo. He lathered it in his hands, then worked it carefully into my hair, massaging slow circles against my scalp. His fingers were gentle.

Every time I winced, he pressed a kiss to the spot. "Sorry, baby. I’ll be gentle."

I leaned back against him. "I love you," I whispered.

His arms wrapped tighter around me. "I love you too, Rivera. More than you know."

He rinsed me off, kissed the back of my neck, and just held me in the warm water.

"You’re perfect, you know that?" he murmured. "Smart, stubborn, sexy as hell... and all mine."

He grabbed some body wash next, rubbing it into my arms, my shoulders, even my sore thighs.

His fingers slowed in my hair, his voice was more fragile than I’d ever heard it.

" You make me want to be better, Ash. I’ve never... never felt this way with anyone before."

My chest squeezed.

Then, he went quiet for a moment.

His breath brushed the back of my neck when he whispered, "Ash..." His voice shook. "Will you be my boyfriend?"

I froze.

The bubbles popped softly around us. My whole world tilted.

I turned in his arms to see him, his wet hair falling into his eyes, he looked vulnerable.