Chapter 174: Chapter 174 Secret Rendezvous
Elara
The city lights twinkled below us, and anyone in the building across could probably see us pressed together like this. The thought should have embarrassed me, but instead it sent another wave of heat straight to my core.
"Long distance, hotel room, you didn’t even bring luggage, just rushed here to see me..." He paused, teeth grazing my earlobe. "Really makes a man think."
Blood rushed to my cheeks. "You’re being ridiculous. Let go. I’m leaving! I’ll just walk right out that door, how about that?"
"Don’t." He stopped teasing, pressing his cheek gently against mine, voice dropping to a whisper. "Is the view nice?"
Night had blanketed the entire city. Neon lights painted the sky a soft rose-gray.
A whistling sound pierced the air. Fireworks exploded in brilliant cascades of color.
My eyes lit up. "Dominic, look! Fireworks!"
"Mm. Beautiful, right? I arranged them just for you. To celebrate our first official day together."
I turned back to him, stunned. He’d orchestrated every detail.
A smile tugged at my lips. "They’re beautiful."
"Even though you confessed first today, Elara, my love will always be just a little bit more than yours."
Before I could respond, his mouth was on my neck, sucking and biting while his hands roamed everywhere.
The cool glass against my back, his hot body pressed against my front .
The contrast was driving me insane.
"Dominic," I gasped, my fingers tangling in his hair. "Please."
"Please what?" His voice was pure sin against my ear. "Use your words, baby."
“ Fuck me hard," I breathed out, no filter left. "Fuck me like you mean it."
That was all the invitation he needed.
He spun me around so my palms hit the cold glass, my forehead pressing against it.
The city lights blurred below us, and I felt completely exposed and alive.
Behind me, I heard his belt buckle clink, the zip of his pants, the rustle of fabric.
My heart hammered against my ribs as anticipation coiled tight in my belly.
Then his hands were on my hips, yanking my skirt up around my waist. His fingers traced along my thighs, teasing, making me arch back against him.
"You came all this way just for this, didn’t you, sweetheart?" he growled, fingers sliding through my wet folds. His voice was pure sin against my ear.
I couldn’t answer. Words had completely abandoned me.
My mouth was hanging open, my breath fogging the window.
He pushed two fingers inside me, just to feel how ready I was for him, and I moaned loud enough that the fireworks almost didn’t cover it.
"Perfect," he muttered, pulling his fingers out and lining up his cock. The head pressed against my opening, thick and hot, and I pushed back desperately. "My gorgeous, impatient Luna."
Then he slammed into me.
One hard, deep thrust that made me see stars.
The stretch was delicious agony, filling me completely.
My whole body jerked forward, my breasts pressing against the cool glass.
He didn’t wait, didn’t go slow.
He pulled almost all the way out and drove back in, setting a relentless rhythm that had the window rattling in its frame.
"Oh god—Dominic—" I couldn’t form real words. Every thrust sent electricity shooting through my veins.
His cock filled me perfectly, stretching me, hitting that spot deep inside that made my legs shake.
He gripped my hips possessively, pulling me back onto him with every thrust. The sound of skin against skin mixed with our ragged breathing.
"You wanted this," he grunted, his breath hot on my neck. "You flew across the country for this, baby. Now take every inch."
I nodded against the glass, pleasure so intense it bordered on pain. My palms slapped against the window, leaving desperate handprints.
One of his hands snaked around to my front, fingers finding my clit, rubbing tight circles in time with his thrusts.
The dual sensation sent me spiraling.
"Dominic, I’m going to—" The words dissolved into a broken moan.
My orgasm crashed over me like a tsunami, stealing my breath and making my vision go white.
Every nerve ending fired at once, waves of pleasure rolling through me until I was shaking uncontrollably.
Behind me, Dominic’s rhythm faltered, his grip tightening as he found his own release with a low, guttural groan.
We stayed pressed together for a moment, both of us breathing hard, sweat cooling on our skin.
Finally, he turned me around gently, brushing damp hair from my face.
His amber eyes were soft now, filled with something deeper than lust.
"I love you," he said simply, like it was the most natural thing in the world.
I was too exhausted to even lift my eyelids properly. My body felt boneless against his.
Dominic kissed the corner of my eye gently, a low chuckle vibrating through his chest. "Absolutely wrecked, Luna Wolfe. Good thing we have all night to work on your stamina.
