Chapter 1263

Chapter 1263:

Dominic drew me closer, his hand at my waist steady and secure. The boundary between us seemed to dissolve as our shared warmth battled against the bitter cold that had pursued us through the mountains.

The cave’s chill receded like a vanquished enemy, replaced by a warmth that bloomed between us. I wondered if this transformation was real or simply the magic of his presence.

Dominic’s arm tightened around me, and then I felt him lower his face, his lips brushing the side of my neck—hungry, urgent, his breath ragged against my skin. Each kiss was a spark, each exhale a whisper of fire. My body lit up under his touch, every nerve awake and listening. Reflexively, my legs drew together, and a bloom of heat unfurled low in my belly, my intimate area growing damp.

He didn’t pause. His hand traveled the line of my waist, slowly, deliberately, until it reached my breast. He cupped me through my clothes, his thumb brushing over the fabric until my nipple pushed forward in reaction, the outline pressing softly against the bra.

Dominic’s eyes darkened with something primal, and before I could speak, he bent down, grazing his teeth over the hardened nipple through the layers of fabric.

“No… the clothes are filthy…” I murmured, a breathy protest tumbling out as I grasped his head.

The thought of his mouth enclosing my bra along with my nipple sent a fresh wave of heat through me, intensifying the tingling at my tips. My nipples reacted with heightened sensitivity.

Desperate, I squeezed my thighs together, trying to contain the growing heat within me.

Seeing this, Dominic slid his hand beneath me, pulling my panties aside. His fingers slipped inside, stretching me open with slow, deliberate pressure. He trailed kisses down my collarbone to my breast, his hand following, smoothing down my waist as he tugged away my clothes, working to unfasten my bra.

As the bra loosened, my breasts were exposed. Dominic’s mouth immediately latched onto one nipple, his tongue circling the sensitive tip, while the fingers of his other hand moved wildly inside me. I went completely limp, entirely under his control, swaying with the intoxicating pleasure.

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Finally, a groan escaped Dominic. He fumbled with the zipper of his pants, his thick, swollen penis springing free. He shifted his hips, the rigid length bouncing before aiming directly at my core. He lifted my hips, raising me slightly, aligning the slick tip with my wet opening, and then slowly lowered me down.

“Mmm… ah…” A moan escaped my lips as the head slid in. My fingers clenched onto Dominic’s shirt, my eyes fixed downward, watching the thick length slowly disappear inside me.

Dominic’s hand pressed firmly on my waist, guiding me down inch by agonizing inch. His entire shaft was swallowed by my pussy. His hand remained on my waist, lifting and pressing, manipulating my body, making me grip him tightly with small, internal pulses. The wet sounds of our movements filled the air.

Dominic began to thrust with sudden urgency, his hands gripping my bottom, pulling me hard against his abdomen. His strong waist and abdominal muscles drove his hips in a rapid rhythm, his penis sliding in and out with increasing speed.

I trembled beneath his intensity, slumping against his chest, my arms tightening around his neck.

“Slower… please, slower…” I pleaded.

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