Chapter 24

She moaned as her hands gripped the sheets. Her reactions were causing me to get so hard that it started to hurt. She wasn't touching me, but her reactions stroked every part of me. I continued to use my tongue on her back and shoulders as I pushed against her opening. I began to rub myself back and forth down her folds. She was so hot, and I loved that I was causing her to feel that way. Finally, her body started to buck off the bed and against me.

"Are you ready for me, Dominique?" I whispered into her ear.

"Please, Nathaniel! I can't take this anymore. I need you now!"

"Music to my ears, Dominique," I said as I thrust into her.

Dominique's body jerked, and I had to control myself. I moved slowly at first, savoring being inside of her, feeling that sense of satisfaction of claiming what was mine. It had felt good in the machine, but that had just been my imagination. Actually being inside of her was so much better.

She was so tight and wet. I had to take my time because I wanted this to last for a long time. When she began to push her body back into mine, I laid on top of her so she couldn't move. Claiming her body with my own was exhilarating. I started to kiss her neck and felt her pulse under my tongue. I licked it and was surprised I didn't feel the need to bite down on it. So, I continued to take my time, moving so slowly.

Dominique was practically panting, and I could feel she wanted me to speed up. She was trying to buck against me, but she couldn't. She didn't realize what she had gotten into with me since it could take hours before I finished. I'd lived a long time and trained my body to hold off. Finally, I pulled out of her and turned her onto her back.

I slid into her, laced my fingers through hers, and raised her arms above her head. She tried to touch me, but I couldn't let her do that. While I could last a long time, I was having a hard time doing it with her. I had wanted her for a long time and felt that connection with her. Her eyes closed, and I wanted them open. I wanted her to see everything I was doing to her. I wanted her to see me.

"Open your eyes, Dominique. I want you to truly see me while I claim you."

Dominique slowly looked into my eyes. I felt her feelings change. I felt our connection click into place as she stared into my eyes. I felt her body clench me, and I continued moving in and out slowly as she orgasmed. The whole point of having sex for hours is to gain pleasure here and there. It spans out your orgasms, so you still have them, but they aren't mind-blowing for a minute. Finally, Dominique closed her eyes, and I told her to open them. I began picking up my pace and felt Dominique building again. When she was close to orgasming again, I stopped and pulled out of her.

She groaned as I sat beside her and told her to climb onto my lap. She slowly rolled onto her knees and crawled onto my lap. I grabbed her hips, moving her where I wanted her. She slowly slid down my length as I pushed up into her. I felt her orgasm immediately as I kissed her. I slowly moved inside of her again, keeping her orgasm going and making it more pleasurable for her. I started to kiss and squeeze her breasts. Dominique began moving faster on me as I began thrusting my hips up faster and faster until I grabbed her hips and slowed her down. She let out a sound of frustration. I kissed her lips and moved my mouth close to her ear.

"I want you, Dominique, but I also want you for longer than 10 minutes. So I am going to make this last as long as I can."

"You've definitely had longer than 10 minutes, Nathaniel. I can honestly say I have never been with someone who could last this long. But, of course, I've only been with one other person."

I chuckled at that and said, "Well, now you have. I can do this every night if you want."

Dominique looked at me intensely, almost like she was getting lost in my eyes. Was I subconsciously commanding her, and I didn't know it? I wasn't trying to. Maybe she was just getting lost in our connection. She laid her head on my shoulder and kept moving her body ever so slowly over mine. I held her close as we made love. It was a wonderful feeling to hold the woman I loved close while we connected and took our time together.

As much as I was enjoying taking my time with her, my body was taking over. I had to have her. I wanted to take her hard and fast. I rolled, so she was under me. Her legs were on my sides, so I moved my arms under her legs, which pushed them up, and she put them on my shoulders. I grabbed her shoulders and began to slam into her. It felt so good. Her body was taking all of it as I was holding her, so she couldn't move away as I slammed my body into hers. I felt every inch of her rubbing against me.

She pushed her hands into my hair and pulled me down for a kiss. She got so tight around me as her hands curled in my hair and pulled. I moved as fast as I could as she clenched me hard. She screamed her pleasure as her body jerked up off the bed. Her reaction and her body clenching me caused my own release. I just couldn't seem to stop myself for a few minutes because it was so intense and pleasurable. She was staring into my eyes when she came, making the pleasure even more intense.

Her pupils had started to widen, and I could see every speck in them. I finally slowed down and stopped. I kissed her as I put her legs down. I rolled onto my side and pulled her against me. I loved feeling her body against mine as her breathing slowed. She threw her arm and leg over me and snuggled as close as she could get.

She drifted off to sleep, and I laid there just holding her. I watched as she slept peacefully. I knew I had to take her home as I had promised, but I didn't want to. I wanted her to stay with me. I wanted to tell her the truth. I know she had felt the connection between us. She had seen the painting and been curious about it. Maybe she was ready to hear my story. To find out what I really was.

I let Dominique sleep for a couple of hours even though I shouldn't have since she had hit her head. I began to wake her up. She had looked so peaceful while she slept that I hated waking her, even if she might have a concussion. She slowly woke up, but she snuggled into my body. She was happy. I could feel it. She finally opened her eyes and looked at me. She even looked happy as I smiled, and she smiled back at me. I kissed her as I felt that happiness flow through me.

"I thought I should wake you so we can go out as I promised."

"Mmm. What time is it, Nathaniel?"

"It's midnight. You slept for a couple of hours before I woke you up."

"Good grief. That means what we did was a couple of hours," Dominique said, blushing.

"Well, yes. I told you I was going to take my time," I said as I smiled.

"Honestly, Nathaniel, I don't think I have a concussion. I feel great," Dominique said as she stretched out.

"You promised you would stay here tonight. Are you backing out on that promise?"

"No. I promised I would stay tonight, but I am going home in the morning. I need to get my door fixed, and I want to stay at my house. Tim said everything was taken care of, so I assume that means he talked to Jacob and straightened everything out."

"I will talk to Tim and find out what is going on. I really don't want you mixed up with those people. They are bad news, Dominique."

"Yeah, I kind of figured that out, Nathaniel," Dominique said as she got out of the bed and grabbed her clothes.

I watched as she got dressed. I wanted her again, but I would wait. Now wasn't the time. I went out into the hallway and grabbed my clothes. I dressed as Dominique came out into the hallway. I felt her looking at me. I turned around after putting my shirt on and saw her staring at me. She'd felt the scars last night, and now she had seen them. Eventually, I would tell her about them, but the lashes I had received from my father no longer bothered me. They were a very distant memory for me, so I didn't dwell on them.