I am not gentle, Heaven.

[WARNING: THE CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT THAT DOESN'T SUIT AGES UNDER 17. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.]

"Breathe," Dominic whispered into Heaven's mouth as he noticed how she held her breath. 

His deep baritone forced her weary eyes to open, whispering, "How?"

How could she breathe if he was smothering her with kisses? 

Dominic didn't argue as reluctantly parted his lips from her. He trailed kisses to her jaw, nibbling her neck while his free hand squeezed her thigh. They had been making out for quite some time, yet both of them were unwilling to stop.

Her enthusiasm aroused him even more, making him forget everything else other than pleasuring himself and her. Her lips were soft to nibble, making him go back for seconds, thirds until he had lost count. He could feel her increasing heat against him as her bosom vibrate against his chest.