Free Scandalous by Melanie Shawn

yes...” she mumbled, almost incoherently, “God, yes, Dom...right there. It feels so good...”
    The sound of her erotic ramblings, so lust-fueled that they could be nothing but completely unguarded, were very nearly his undoing. He had never made love to a woman who brought him so close to the brink of climax before he had ever even plunged into her. It was insane.
    He lowered his mouth to her, covering her hard button of pleasure with his mouth and flicking it with the tip of his tongue. He played with it for a while, much the same way that he had with her nipples, alternating between hard and soft, passionate and gentle caresses.
    When her entire body was trembling with sweet agony, and she was calling out to him, pleading, begging for release – then he finally dialed in to a delicious rhythm and began to passionately build the path to ecstasy.
    His fingers found their way back inside her, and he worked them frantically at the same time that his tongue worked her hard pleasure center. He felt her fingers gripping his hair, almost painfully, and heard her screams as her entire body convulsed in climax.
    He continued to gently lick her as her movements slowly stilled and her cries became softer and more gentle. Before long, she was stroking her fingers through his hair rather than frantically grabbing handfuls, and her moans of pleasure were more like sighs than outright screams.
    He knew that she was ready to be taken to the next level.
    Dominic stood, scooping Cristal up into his arms effortlessly and carrying her back to his bedroom. He laid her gently on the bed and began to undress.
    He should have known better, however, than to think that she was simply going to lay passively back as he took control of the rest of the encounter. That was not Cristal at all, not in the least. Almost as soon as he had laid her head back against the pillow and begun to work at the top buttons on his shirt, she had popped back up and put her nimble fingers to work, helping to undress him.
    Before he knew it, he was as naked as she was, and she was eyeing him every bit as hungrily. His vision of the rest of their lovemaking from this point onward had involved him caressing her, climbing atop her, entering her – every single choice, every single motion designed to bring her pleasure. He wanted to focus on her entirely. He wanted to use their lovemaking as a metaphor, as a symbol. He wanted to use it as a way to show her that he would always be there for her, putting her first, caring for her, considering her needs above his own.
    He smiled to himself a little ruefully. He should have remembered who he was dealing with. This was Cristal, after all – she was the ultimate take-charge woman, and that was one of her very best qualities.
    Before he knew it, she had dropped to her knees before him and taken him into her mouth. Oh, it was so sweet...Dominic reflected that this was a perfect example of a plan getting derailed and turning out better than what was originally intended.
    Dominic ran his hands through her silky hair as her mouth and tongue did their work. Every instinct in his body was urging him to squeeze his eyes shut, to thrust his head backward, to groan with his last ounce of strength...
    But he managed to squelch all of these impulses. He wanted to watch her. He wanted to take in every second of her beautiful lips moving up and down his swollen shaft, of her shining hair as it softly moved in silken waves, responding to the steady and delicious motion of her head.
    He didn't want to miss one second of that. And moreover, he didn't just want to see it – he wanted to commit it to memory. He wanted to make a mental film of this glorious sight, one that he connected to all of the synapses firing in the pleasure centers of his brain, so that he could close his eyes and relive this moment any time that he wanted to feel her hot, insistent mouth on him again.
    He was vaguely aware of other sensations flooding through his body at