Dominik by Sawyer Bennett

Dominik by Sawyer Bennett

Author:Sawyer Bennett
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance
Publisher: Sawyer Bennett
Published: 2020-02-08T16:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 17

Dominik

My orgasm is so powerful I nearly blackout. It’s always so fucking earth-shattering with Willow. Each one feels like the most powerful earthquake is tearing me apart from the inside out.

That the intensity of our lovemaking hasn’t waned at all over the weeks we’ve been together is amazing.

My body collapses on top of hers, and I vaguely sense her unwinding her legs from my hips where she’d had them locked tight around me. I gather her in my arms, chest heaving from the exertion, and roll to my side, taking her with me.

I consider it a miraculous triumph that she now puts her arms around me in return because the Willow Monahan I first fucked had not been a cuddler by any means. Now she snuggles in close and presses her cheek to my chest, her own lungs still gasping for air after that workout.

The grand plan I’d had to bring her to southern California for a mini-vacation hadn’t panned out like I’d envisioned. I’d visualized dinners in fancy restaurants, meeting some high-profile celebrity friends, or maybe dancing in a few of L.A.’s finest clubs.

Instead, we stayed at my house almost the entire time. We grilled out, walked on the beach, and spent lazy hours on the back patio. While she read books, I worked on my laptop. And because there’s no fighting the physical need we seem to have for each other, we did a whole lot of fucking. It’s been a perfect four days.

“Ready to get back to the stress of the playoffs tomorrow?” she asks me in a voice made husky by all the moaning and crying out she’d just been doing.

We’re flying to Phoenix in the morning and our first game of the conference finals will be that evening against the L.A. Demons. We’ll have home-ice advantage so the first two games are in Phoenix. The winner of this series will move on to the Cup championship.

It’s becoming real now, and I’m loving every fucking minute of it even if it’s beyond stressful.

“Totally ready for tomorrow night’s game,” I reply, grazing my lips over the top of her head. “But bummed to be leaving this little cocoon we’ve had going on for the last few days.”

“It’s been nice,” she replies, her voice getting low and sleepy.

I cock my head at her. “Nice?”

She meets my eyes, a sly smile creeping over her face. “Yeah… nice.”

“Woman, you’ve been screaming the rafters down when I make you come. Nice is an insult. Take it back.”

“I won’t,” she taunts, and it’s on.

I flip her to her back, straddle her, and commence tickling. She squirms her luscious and well-used body underneath me, laughing hysterically as my fingertips work her ribs.

“Stop,” she gasps as she giggles and claws at my hands.

I give her a brief respite, my palms now flat on her ribs. “Take back the ‘nice’ part. Tell me just how fucking fantastic these last four days have been.”

She bites her lower lip, smirking in challenge. When I dig the tip of my index finger against a rib, she jerks with a snort before slapping at my hand.



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