Chapter 3: Sinful Desire

The only source of light in Ana's dark room was the moon lamp shade beside her bed. Ana was staring at the ceiling, touching her lips as she remembered how soft and sweet Dominic's lips tasted, especially when he kissed her back. The scene kept replaying in her mind, along with the memory of him grabbing her hips to pull her closer and rub against her.

She couldn't forget the feeling of his half-erect shaft rubbing underneath her. It was not fully awake yet, but it felt so long and huge under her clothed lips.

It was sinful yet it was all she ever wanted. She craved it, she longed for it, and she wanted more. Dominic returning her advances caused the fire within her to burst into a large flame that consumed her body.

Ana gulped audibly while laying on her back, legs spread out on top of her queen-sized bed. She couldn't sleep no matter how she tried to. She kept rolling around her bed, fantasizing her godfather, her body warming up the scene that keeps replaying in her mind.

When it felt like she couldn't take it anymore, Ana gave up, and completely surrendered to what she wanted.

Ana's heart beat faster as her fingers slowly crept inside her shorts and thin underwear. She gasped at the feeling of her wet and warm pussy, not because of the rain, but because of the man occupying the room next to her.

She was soaking wet, needy and ready to release the pent up desire she had for the older man.

She closed her eyes, imagining Dominic's lips sucking her neck, leaving a trail of saliva down her body. His heavy body was on top of her, weighing her down in a pleasurable way.

"You're mine." The imaginary Dominic in her mind whispered huskily in her ear, his deep voice similar to how he talked to her in the car.

She started pleasuring herself, moving her fingers in circles while biting her lips to prevent moaning loud, but small whimpers managed to escape her lips at the pleasure she was feeling. She started slowly at first, but as her imagination continued, as she remembered how he held her, how he groaned softly, her fingers moved faster.

"Dominic." She gasped, chanting his name like a prayer, biting her shirt to prevent herself from screaming his name instead.

Her head moved from side to side as if she was possessed, her toes digging in the sheet, curling when she paid attention to her throbbing clit.

Her back arched off the bed as she chased her release and Ana bit her arm to silence herself when she came hard, her whole body trembling and her eyes saw nothing but white.

*

At the other side of the room, Dominic was sitting quietly on the side of his bed, holding his phone to get his mind off what happened between him and Ana. Something that never should have happened in the first place.

But he was weak and he almost gave in to the temptation named Anastasia.

The feeling of her body against his is still fresh in his mind. The way her soaked body is clinging to her skin, showing her bra. The way her thin underwear was rubbing against his barely clothed dick while on his lap.

God, he couldn't get the look on her face off his mind. She looked so submissive, so ready, so desperate to have him claim her as his.

"Fuck!" He whisper-yelled, continuously blaming himself for being weak.

He grabbed his throbbing phallus, hard and oozing with precum in his grip. This isn't him. This isn't like him. He's always in control, but at this moment, it was like he was possessed by something he couldn't explain.

In order to forget his goddaughter, Dom picked up his phone and called his former bed warmer, hoping she could tame the raging beast inside him and hopefully divert his attention from Ana.

"Hey, are you free tonight?" He asked as soon as she picked up.

Not even thirty minutes later, she was now in his bed, naked as the day she was born and so was he, their bodies moving in sync to the tune created by their minds.

But as he bounces on top of her, moving in and out of her, Dominic's eyes remain closed, terrified that her image will be replaced by a certain someone.

No matter how fast and hard he drives inside her, however, he just can't reach the release he was trying so hard to chase.

He cursed in his mind, angry at himself as he stopped and plopped beside her while breathing heavily.

"Why did you stop?" Hanna, Dom's bed partner for five years, asked in disappointment.

Dominic did not respond.

Dominic grabbed his cock, frustrated, exhausted and filled with so much lust. His movement was angry and desperate, but just like Hanna's pussy, his fist was useless. He was craving—no—needing something else, but unwilling to give in.

Just as he was about to give up, an image appeared in his mind and that is when he finally reached his release, and fuck it was the most toe-curling and pleasurable orgasm he has ever had in his entire life.

The image he saw was Ana who had her legs wrapped around him, looking at him with tears in her eyes while crying in pleasure. Her hips move with every thrust he makes, hitting the deepest part of her. She was sobbing, not in sadness, but in pleasure.

He came so hard that his whole body trembled and he could feel the aftermath coursing through his body.

When the height of his pleasure subsided a little, Dominic panted, his whole body covered in sweat and his own cum.

"Fuck."

The woman beside her? She's useless. She's not the one he wants. She was not the reason for the greatest orgasm he ever had tonight.

It was Ana. His sweet Anastasia.

And that is what he's afraid of. He's afraid that he has finally given in.

Chapter 4: Giving In to the Trouble I'm In

There is no turning back now.

Dominic knew it the moment he stepped into his house and saw Ana sitting with her legs crossed. She was only wearing a large shirt and Dominic could see her wearing only a thong that hides nothing to imagination. Her long hair was still wet from the shower.

He almost spat out his coffee when he drank too fast, foolishly burning his tongue. He did not pay attention to his hurt tongue, his eyes trailing down her long and smooth legs.

He cursed in his mind. What is this seductress planning now?

"Put some clothes on." He demanded sternly, averting his gaze so she wouldn't see the desire he's hiding behind his brown irises.

Ana stood up slowly, almost teasingly. She approached him and every step she took made his heart race, and the organ between his legs pulsed. She stopped a few inches away from him so that he could feel the heat radiating from her body.

"Why are you not looking at me, Dom? Don't you want to see me?" Ana asked seductively.

"Don't push me," Dominic gritted his teeth. "You are my best friend's—"

"Ugh, Dom! Look at me! Am I still the girl you greeted on your doorstep before?" Ana asked in frustration while throwing her hands in the air. "Look me in the eyes and tell me you see me as a child."

Dominic's eyes slowly and agonizingly looked at her. His eyes remembered the broken and empty look in her eyes before, but now, they were replaced by love she had for him. And that is when the walls he built to protect Ana crumbled to the ground.

"I am not a child, Dom. I am a woman who wants you."

His chest heaved, the mask falling from his face to show his true self, leaving himself open and vulnerable in front of her, and Ana saw just that. She saw the same emotion he had in his eyes but they were more intense. So intense that it made her gasp.

Something in Dominic snapped and she grabbed Ana's arm, dragging her to his room where he had been pleasuring himself the past nights since the moment they shared in the car. He slammed her gently against the door, holding her hands above her and claiming her lips hungrily. He was a starved man and a willing prey was in front of him.

Sexual tension quickly filled the air as the two people who tried so hard to suppress the raging desire they had for each other finally–gave in. The kiss they are sharing is passionate, raw, intense and desperate.

Ana moaned between the kiss, it only fueled the fire Dominic had in his body. He lifted Ana in his arms, the latter automatically wrapping her legs around him, and he gently dropped her to his bed.

He took a second to admire how drunk she was with lust. How tempting and seductive she looked with her hair sprawled behind her, her mouth open with whimper leaving them. His vision alternated with the one from his imagination and damn it, this is so much better than reality.

Dominic removed his own shirt without taking his eyes off the woman writhing on top of his bed. Ana was panting hard, she was shaking in excitement and you will hear no complaints from her.

Dominic knelt in front of the bed, pulling Ana's soaked thong, watching how it passes her smooth skin. When it was successfully removed, the door to Dom's fantasy was revealed in front of him. Ana's pussy was pink and smooth as her skin with little to no hair which he preferred. She looked so beautiful down there that it made his head spin.

He let out a shaky breath, his throat drying up. His hand reached out, shaking slightly as he touched her soft skin. His whole body was trembling with so much lust and he just wanted to drive himself inside her until her walls remembered his shape, but he stopped himself.

"There is no going back after this, Ana," he warned softly, grasping at the thin thread of the last patience and rationality he had. "Once we start this, you won't be able to stop me anymore."

"Who said I will?" Ana replied, her gaze was burning and Dominic willingly got burned.

She waited for this for a long time and she'd be crazy to stop now! She wouldn't even stop if you pointed a gun at her!

His eyes darkened, as if he was a predator that was locked up for a long time and saw his delicious prey.

Dominic positioned himself between her legs, inhaling the sweet smell of her juice, enjoying the look of his tight soaked lips with his pretty clit just begging for him to suck it. He never thought of any pussy as beautiful before, but seeing Ana's changed his mind.

But it will look even more beautiful stretched by his cock.

Before Dom could completely give in, he pulled away slightly, stared deeply into her eyes, as if he wanted to possess her. Everything about her.

"You won't be leaving this room anytime soon, Ana. I will make you mine. All of you," he spoke with determination. "So you better prepare yourself."

Dominic said it while looking at her with a scorching gaze and it made her swallow nervously and excitedly.

"Make me yours, Dom."

Chapter 5: You Are Mine

There is no need to talk.

There were no words needed.

Each kiss they shared, each touch felt, are far more powerful than any explanation.

Ana's body is now exposed to Dominic's heated gaze, his eyes exploring every part of her. She was breathing heavily with her eyes closed, filled with excitement. Dominic's lips kissed down her body from her neck, down to her C-cup breasts that fit perfectly in his hands. His touch was gentle yet rough at the same time.

"You're so beautiful, Ana. My Anastasia." Dominic said huskily while kissing every part of Ana's breasts.

Ana shut her eyes tight, her fingers gripping the bed as sparks filled her body. She was moving her body upwards every time Dom stops, begging him for more. His mouth sucked his nipple until they hardened. He repeated the action until he had her trembling underneath him.

And when he moved further to her treasure, Ana couldn't help the screams from escaping her lips. Dom's talented mouth covered her pussy, his tongue lapping at every juices she released, the tip of his tongue teasing her sensitive clit and vagina.

"Dominic!" She screamed to the heavens when she came, gripping his hair in her small fist, her back arching off the bed.

Dominic did not let go, his mouth still latching on Ana's delicious pussy, drinking every drop of her essence.

Ana released a strangled breath and whimpered wantonly. "Please, Dominic. Just take me." She pleaded desperately.

Dominic stopped, his lips glistening with Ana's cum, and it only made her pleasure more intense.

"Are you sure, baby?" He asked in hesitation, not wanting to hurt her. "With the amount of desire I have for you... I'm afraid I might..."

Ana nodded her head eagerly, grabbing his face and kissing his lips, making her taste herself on them. It was filthy yet erotic at the same time.

"Yes, I am. I have been ready since the day I lusted for you, Dom."

Dom swallowed and gently positioned himself on top of his lover, pleading for him to claim her already. He spread her legs to create enough space for him and Ana gasped loudly when she felt his long and thick cock rubbing against her pussy. It clenched eagerly at the thought of the man she loved using his cock to pleasure her and take her to the highest part of pleasure.

Dominic lathered his dick with Ana's cum and positioned himself before driving forward. Ana yelps in pain, her face scrunching up. It was not a yell of pleasure but in pain.

Dominic immediately stopped and looked at her worriedly. "Anastasia?" He called her name in shock, his eyes were wide. "Are you...?"

Ana nodded slowly with tears falling from her eyes. She whimpered in pain and begged him to not move. Despite the excruciating pain she was feeling, she was still smiling happily at the thought of the man she loves taking what she saved for him.

"But I thought...?" Dominic started and stopped, suddenly feeling like a jerk because he thought Ana already had her first experience due to her lifestyle. "I'm sorry." He sincerely apologized and did not move, his throbbing length buried halfway inside Ana.

Ana smiled. "You're the only one I want to give it to."

Dominic felt an invisible hand gripping his heart. "I should have been more careful."

He gently started to pull out, filled with guilt and lust at the same time, but Ana stopped him by wrapping her legs around him, driving him back inside and moaning at the feeling of him filling every space of her inside. She could feel every vein of his cock hitting her walls, making her squeeze him and Dom cursed.

Ana kissed his face to assure him she was fine. "Please don't stop now. I can take it. Make me yours completely, Dom."

That's when Dominic's last restraint broke.

He started moving his hips slowly at first, letting Ana get used to him. Ana's face was scrunched up in pain at first and he helped her by rubbing her hair, her face and repeatedly whispered sweet nothing in her ear.

"Relax for me, baby. I got you. You are mine now as I am yours."

When Ana finally adjusted to his size, she cried. Not because she was in pain, but because finally, the man she loves accepted her.

From gentle thrusts, Dominic moved faster when he noticed that she's now enjoying it. He was driving his hips forward with so much force that the bed started shaking. The room is now filled with their moans and the sound of their bodies hitting one another. Ana came a few times, still sensitive from having her walls stimulated so much.

When Dominic reached his zenith, they moaned in unison as he filled her to the brink, their hands clutching each other tightly, their hearts beating in sync.

"You are now mine, Ana, and you can't escape from me." He whispered breathlessly, his hot breath hitting Ana's ear.

Ana smiled in satisfaction, still drunk in lust and love. She was tired as hell, but she still wants more. She flipped them over, surprising Dominic.

"As if I was planning to escape in the first place," she panted, smirking at him, and reached behind her to place his already hardening cock at her opening. "Are you still up for more, old man?"

They made love the whole day until either of them was unable to move. Ana fell asleep in the arms of the man she loves, and Dominic followed soon after with a smile.

END.